"Tell me what has you so worried and unsure." Celebrian sat upon Dinenloth's bed. "I can see it all over your face and within those eyes of yours."
"Nana, I know what path I must take, yet is the end that makes me uneasy."
"And what path have you chosen?" Celebrian asked with infinite patience.
"Since leaving Greenwood and having chosen the path of a wander, my mind has shown me images of people I know not. I hear voices speak as if they know me. A scene of where stand upon the harbor with a man, staring at the sea and listening to the gulls cry. All of these frighten me, though I know I should not be."
Celebrian thought carefully of the words. "You know them to be of memories forgotten," she stated more than questioned. Dinenloth nodded slowly. "You fear to discover yourself and what it might bring, that you might not like any of it."
The child hesitated. "Y-Yes."
Celebrian stood before her. "Regaining a lost part of yourself does not mean you will lose who you are now nor will you lose those whom you hold dear. We shall always remain with you no matter what may happen.
From the past we learn so as not to repeat the same mistakes or to better ourselves. Knowledge, wisdom, and strength is gained from what is learned. To remain in the past is pointless and can cause hurt. Time still moves and so should you. Should you remain still, so many good things will pass you by. Do you give up in the middle of a fight, because of not knowing whom will win?"
"No. You continue on fighting with the hope of being the victor." Understanding was beginning to dawn on Dinenloth. A hand was placed on her cheek.
"It is you who decides the outcome. Others may influence you, but it is ultimately you who makes the choice. Once you have finished a path, other paths will open. The moment you take the step is when you have decided what changes and what remains. If you know the path you must take then falter not. Take the step with confidence, not letting the unknown frighten or worry you. Fight with hope. Become the victor in your battles."
"Thank you, Nana," Dinenloth said as a burden lifted off her body. "I shall move forward in confidence to learn of and from my past." She embraced her mother. "I wished many times to come back but knowing Ada, he would have sent people to return me home if I ever came. Speaking of, where are they?"
Celebrian released Dinenloth and chuckled. Let us say Lindir, Erestor, and Glorfindel used one of the twin's pranks to put those soldiers to sleep for a day."
"Really?!"
"Yes, and then those three locked the men in a room with no chance of escape." She held up a key. "I was given the key and their only freedom is if they are able to convince I and Glorfindel that they will not steal you away from us."
Laughter rang from the room. Those who heard their laughters stopped to listen as the sound had been sorely missed from those two in Imladris. The two females continued speaking of other matters well into the night, even when the males joined. It was a silent agreement to not speak of Dinenloth's coming journey. For now, she was back home amongst them. A time to relax from all that had transpired as of late. Imladris was to be a haven unto her, a place to feel free from the imprisonment of her father.