The Star in the sky

by Jagellonica

This story is originally written in 2002 for a role playing game - Middle Earth. I continued it a bit year ago. Her name is Lomíre and she have to fight for the right to love whom she desires. She is curious and wants to learn more about Middle Earth on her travels. I finally wanted to translate and publish it. The story is full of romance :) Enjoy.

3. Who are you?

One time when I was once again gazing Elrond's house I heard creeping footsteps behind me and quickly turned around. In front of me was a blonde elf standing. He smiled with a sparkle in his eyes and just looked at me like a fool. He took my hand and said "come with me." He lead me to stairs and into the woods. I knew that he was Sindar, but I didn't dare to ask it. He told me that he had come here with a group of elves but couldn't listen their bubbling in Elrond's house so he came here instead because he had seen me standing in the balcony. He asked me have I not seen him coming, but I told him that I often look at the sky and stars not just the Elrond's house. He laughed. br /We walked through the woods here and there. I noticed that he carried a beautiful quiver and a bow. I thought that he was some kind of a soldier in the group or something like that. Whatever, he was fun to be around. We talked a lot about Middle Earth and he was surprised that I knew so much even though I have never left Rivendell. On the other hand, he said that it is only a good thing. Almost as quick as he came he was gone and there I was alone beneath the balcony stairs. I climbed up quickly but didn't see him anymore.

I often found myself thinking about that nice elf man that I met before. Warm feeling rushed through me. I was going to speak about him to my parents but maybe after yesterday it wouldn't be such a good idea. Not one Noldorin has so pale white hair. Even Noldor can have blond hair, like Lady Galadriel, but not that white.

Rilyad meant the world to me. Nobody, not even mother, had the patience to listen my dreams and teach me so hard. He always had time for me when he was home and he smiled a lot. I knew how much he had seen, he told me stories so vividly. Sometimes I tried to paint my visions from those stories, it was fun.

The beautiful blonde elf man was with my brother last time he visited home. I remember that I haven't paid any attention towards him earlier, but now I remembered that he always said hello to me with a mysterious smile. Once he was watching when Rilyad taught me to shoot with a bow. He showed his skills and I thought that he was just showing of.

That blonde elf always sends his best wishes to me at the end of a letter pointed to my brother. It was odd that I never asked his name or anything and Rilyad didn't mentioned it. It was so exciting and I didn't want this strange enchantment to broke. It was probably the only exciting thing in my fairly predictable life.