REFLECTIONS
Hello readers. I had to make a few changes to my story. First her name is now longer Idril Daewen Tinwetari it is now Rianiel Eerlaerwen Figelebren. Which means ([RĂaniel (Daughter of Crown-gift), Erlaerwen-Lone Song Maiden (er-+laer+gwend) Fingelebren-Silver Lock of Hair (fing+celebren)].
Next. I will be using some elvish words and will be inputting there translations in parentheses' next to the words in elvish.
JOURNAL ENTRY
I have tried to move on from my past. To continue to live on even though history itself has forgotten those I have left behind.
I remember the first time I met Aragorn. It fills me with longing. I shall soon return to Imladris for rest and peace.
Summertime 3rd Age
"Rianiel, come back here!" called her elder twin brothers and keepers for the day.
She laughed as she faded in and out of the trees of Lothlorien. She was wearing a gown similar to her grandmother's white pearl gown. Her mother had made it herself before she left for the Havens last year. She ran into her grandfather by accident. He however, laughed his deep hearty laugh and joined in her fun. They spent hours enjoying themselves. Until Galadriel sent Milla, Idril's elfin handmaiden and loyal companion to her.
"Lady, Lord Celeborn, her majesty sent me to fetch you. You have missed dinner and she worries for you."
"Ah, yes I see. We shall return at once." He tried for serious but his eyes swam with mischief and laughter Meleth passed him the basket of fruit she had brought with her. Celeborn took a bite of Lembas bread and kissed his granddaughter on the forehead "do not tarry to long, my love you must consider poor Meleth." He said to Rianiel.
She smiled and felt the love he had for her and she had for him.
"yes, grandfather." She squeezed his hand as he walked away. He winked at Meleth and she smiled at him.
"Mistress, please do not wait too long to return. I shall go past your mother's tree to give you time. Evening Song will not be the same without you." She did not wait to hearRianiel's response. Evening Song is the nightly choir of elves. They sing to the Valar and for growth and for thanks. She loved to sing but, since her mother left she had felt empty inside. Her mother's tree was a special place. Galadriel planted the tree herself and spent time with Celebrian and she in turn spent time with her daughters there. It was a sacred place off limits to all but the royal family. This was the spot she and her brothers were travelling to before she ran off. It also meant that her grandmother and most of the court were waiting in the clearing at the foot of the mountain on the opposite end that the tree is. In fact you could see the tree quite clearly from the clearing. So she ate everything in the basket and drank the jug full of spring water and by dark she had reached the clearing.
"forgive me grandmother. I felt restless and unsure." She bowed to her grandmother and was afraid of her response. She shouldn't have been. For her grandmother pulled her close and wrapped her in her love. She spoke telepathically to her granddaughter.
"dear heart. My love. I am not upset with you, only worried. If there is anything I can do to make your pain less tell me and I shall do my best."
"thank you grandmother." She said as tears started to fall "I just miss mama so much. I do not know how to stop the pain."
"hush love. Eat and enjoy your people and all that they offer. For they know you grieve as they themselves grieve." As they spoke Juona Celebrian's most loyal handmaiden came forward to speak to Rianiel.
"Lady Fingelebren, we understand from Lady Arwen you have a new poem you've been working on." No one but her family called her Rianiel. Her grandmother's servants call her Lady or Erlaerwen. Her mother's servants that remained in middle-earth and everyone else calls her Fingelebren which means Silver Lock of Hair. No visitor has ever laid eyes on her. (dwarf man or hobbit. Only elves, ents, and other magical beings ie: wizards etc.). Until that night for after she finished her poem reading which everyone adored she was introduced to Aragorn by Gandalf.
THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL SOON BE AVAILABLE. I WELCOME YOUR THOUGHTS ON THE STORY. IF YOU HAVE SUGGESTIONS OR PREFERENCES AS TO HOW THE STORY SHOULD GO I WOULD LOVE TO HERE IT. SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG TO CONTINUE.
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