Three weeks later.
The chilly breeze blew strong against the living garden ship, its silver sails shinning, and the vines drawn in the wind like green dreadlocks. On the deck of the ship unbothered by the gusts stood kyron. Wrapped in a sapphire wooled elven coat, with silver lining the edges. Kanafinwe had told him he looked like an Elven lord of old and spoke like one.
"You definitely get your voice from me." Kanafinwe laughed one day after kyrin had a screaming match with Raja over him eating his buttermilk bar he had left on the counter.
"What do you mean?" kyron asked.
"You cant tell?! its so deep and profound!" I wonder if you can sing?"
"Oh heck no."
"You know back in my day I was quite the crooner." Kanafinwe winked. " I had the elven maids swoooooninnng."
kyron grinned and rolled his eyes.
Two weeks ago the hihghlight of my life would have been going paintball shooting in conneticut, he thought Now its me going to a hidden realm as some kind of savior, all I'm missing is Megan Fox and a superhero suit.
He had already talked with his mother, explained all taking place, him leaving Portela for this hidden world, to be some maverick for the free peoples. The way her grey eyes grew was again something akin to the silver blue fire of Kanafinwe irises.
"Praised be the illuvatar for such a high honor!" His mother screamed joyfully.
Kyron was in utter shock." Well dang, mom I didn't me leaving forever would make you so happy."
His mom smiled and shook her head. "Son I'm not happy that you are leaving me, its bring me to tears to know that I might never see you again, but my heart overflows with happiness to know you have an opportunity for a fate far better than the one I chose." Keisha sighed and collapsed on the sofa. "My time, my chance at life has passed."
Kyron rubbed his wrist uncomfortably. "Come on mom, don't say that! Of course you still have aa long life to live!"
"A long life of poverty, bitterness and separation from the only family I have left in the world besides you." His mother said, she tilted her tired gaze to the ceiling, a minute of silence passing before she spoke again." The story I told you about dad and mom arguing about taking me to the undying lands? How my mother didn't want me to go because she was scare I would leave her?" kyron nodded. " Well one night, A few months before they fought, your grandfather took me there, to the deathless shores, without my mother knowing of course."
Kyrons eyes widened. "Really?"
His mother nodded.
Kyron sat down next to his mother, an eager lust for knowledge of his ancestors realm boiling inside him. "What was it like mom ? What were the people like? How did it look?"
"Son it was… it was the most beautiful land, the most amazing people, it was everything that this world was not." His mother said longingly, as she talked it seemed to Kyron her eyes reflected visions of dancing bright figures, a tall diamond towered city, and white sand shores. "It was a short experience but one I Shall never forget! To dance with the sea elves of Alqualonde, to learn sewing and embroidery from my great grandma Miriel, to learn all the melodies of the elves with my dad, to watch Great grandfater Mathan forge wireless ,electronicless metal birds that flew high and breathed opals and diamonds." She sighed." It was amazing."
"I wish they wanted me to go there instead of hidden earth." Kyron said.
"Oh you will go soon, you are a High Elf after all, your dwelling isnt in the remnants of an old and tattered world but in the high walls and diamond stairs of Tirion."
"hmmm. But who knows,? I'm still not even sure if I want to go."
"You shouldn't take to long to decide, if the illuvatar himself has chosen you for, for anything you should not ignore his call."
" It's hard to think like that when I don't even know who this illuvatar guy is."
"Some things you don't need to the answer, just know that he breathes and indeed is real."
"Have you ever spoken with him then?" Kyron asked.
." Yes , I have." She said sadly
" Really ? When ?"
She turned her head to face her son with a sad gaze. " every single night since I've had you."
" Don t be nervous sport." Roja whispered in his ear , snapping him back into reality on the ship. "If you die its not like you were doing much with your life anyway!.
Kyron rolled his eyes ."Is anything you say not mixed with sarcasm?" Although annoying at all times kyron was actually getting attached to the anthromorphic rodent, he was very witty and had some hilarious stories of his grandfather.
"Yeah and you lost your mace and crawled on the ground IN BATTLE looking for it." Roja had joked one night.
"What is, so hilarious about that? It is my weapon. I needed it!" Kanafinwe said indignantly.
"You needed it so bad that It was necessary to order all your troops to slay the orcs in pules so that their corpses don't cover your mace?!" Roja,squeaked, holding his tiny tummy with his paws as he died laughing. "Does that even make sense!,"
Even Kyron couldn't help cracking a smile.
Kanafinwe straightened his posture and started fingering the buttons on his sleeve." You are just mad because you don't have a mace." At that both Kyron and Roja burst with laughter.
Kyron smiled at the memory and looked up from the lower deck towards his grandfather behind the wheel. The breeze blowing his long red hair like an auburn river, his grey blue eyes radiant against i two crystals, in a way he looked like some foreign deity, a mighty being from a time long lost.
"And you re sure you agree?" His grandfather asked him, while he packed, well if you could call two blankets, a teddy bear and a chewed up tooth brush something packed.
"Dang it!" Kyron said angrily and cast a ripped green long sleeve to the side." I can't fit any of my old clothes! "
Kanafinwe chuckled." Don't worry my son, I shall lend you some of my garments."
"Great." Kyron huffed."Now I'm going to look like an old broom."
"Albeit a handsome one."
They both laughed loud.
"Hey if you two mothafuckas don't shut up back there!" Rashad roared from the living room. "A nigga trying to watch the football game."
Kanafinwe eyes grew bright with rage. "I want to fight him so bad."
Kyron shook his head ." Me and you both gramps."
"He definitely needs to be bruised, But in all seriousness, what made you decide to agree? You know that once you leave this world you won't be allowed to dwell permanently in this world again."
Kyron looked at him blankly." Well nobody told me about that part until now."
Kanafinwe face fixed a sheepish expression. " I uh... Wow, I guess luthien skipped that little detail."
Oh well, either way it's not like life here is a box of ritz crackers."
"A box of what?"
Kyron sighed. "The point is life here isn't well so cool here for me so why not, you know? Plus.." Kyron zipped up his backpack and stood up ... A bit too fast and bumped his head to the low ceiling.
"Urghhh, but besides, I mean life isn't all that cool here, I live in the projects, I get bullied."
"But There's no threat to your life in this world."
"I didn't know there was one in the other world!"
"Well what did you think dark threat of utmost eminence meant?"
Kyron threw his hands in the air exasperatedly. " I don't know! Hell three of those words I can't even spell."
Kanafinwe smiled at his grandson with gentle amusement. ". It matters not, threat or no threat you are a Feanorian, the wielding of blades is no foreign to our bloodline."
"Yeah Luthien was pretty clear about that."
Kanafinwe smile disappeared. " Ah yes, Luthien does indeed hold a deep grudge against our people." He pocketed his long hands in the depths of his coat and sighed." And unfortunately for good reason."
Twenty seconds of silence passed between them as they stood alone in the room before Kyron finally spoke what had milled in his mind for a week now
"It's so hard to imagine you as this mass murdering elf that Luthien says and you say you are, you, your brothers your father, My great grandfather it's just weird."
"Ah looks can be so deceiving." Kanafinwe said bitterly.
"But why would you do that stuff? The whole time you never thought anything was wrong with it?"
" From the first time I raised my blade I knew our actions were not just."
"So then why?" Kyron pressed." Why go along with it?"
Maedhros closed his eyes ." Because it was expected of me and it was the only thing I was good at."
"What?"
Kanafinwe turned away from Kyron and walked to the corner of the bedroom." It was expected of me to stand by my fathers side, wave his banner in times of glory, wield his sword in times of strife, I the am the second son of Feanor, your grandfather who was mighty in all crafts and knowledge, one who praised smithery over all, preffering the heat of the forge more than the warmth of womans embrace. So you can imagine his dissappointment to a son who busied himswlf with the writing of poems and crooning elvish girls at the harbors."
"All of my brothers are extremely talented blessed with such great gifts, turkafinwe with his gift of tongues speaking to the birds that fly and the fish that swim, Curufinwe and Caranthir with their crafty fingers creating diamonds, pearls, wonders not even my father could imitate, and my baby brothers amrod and amras talent in all things of woodcraft like Turka."
" A sad smile crept on Kanafinwe face." Amongst a household of seven boys gifted at more.. um masculine endeavors i was seen as the "dandy" of my fathers children, the unwanted bard. Until my secondary gift had a chance to be of use."
"What was that?"
Flash!
Within one second Kanafinwe had drawn a long silver sword, the tip of it resting Kyron's shoulder.
"The contest of blades. I was not strongest of my brothers, damn sure not the tallest with Nelyafinwe running around like a tomato colored tree, but I could fight, oh god I could fight." his eyes gleamed with light. "In battle I was best at arms of all my brothers save Maedhros. In the end in showed since we were the only ones that survived after facing all manner of being, Orc, balrog, dragon, spider, elf, elf lord."
He whipped the sword faster then Kyron could follow and sheathed it some where hidden under his coat.
" The son of the elven queen you spoke too, Luthien? I slew her son before the steps of his kingdom."
there was a moment of silence between them before Kanafinwe spoke again.
"I can tell you I repent my evil ways, regret every elfs blood I shed, every elven child I left fatherless, every home I left destroyed, but I also can tell you that a part of me enjoyed it, enjoyed the urge of being able to prove myself in a field where I held total domain, the thrill of being respected as not just some singing Prince but as a a fierce warrior. The amaz-"
Kanafinwe paused, his chest heaving and eyes glistening." The feeling having your father eyes stare at you with pride for the first time in a 1,000 years. That's why I did it. That's why I robbed the Mariners of Alqualonde, that's why I slaughtered the elves of doriath , that's why I massacred the havens of Cirdan and Earendil."
A long silence passed between both of them.
"You never knew your father, correct Kyron?"
Kyron shook his head." No, he left my mom as soon as he found she was pregnant ."
"Too bad, I envy you ."
"How come?"
"It's better to never know your father and assume he never loved you, than to know your father and wonder if he ever did ."
"boy! Boy!" Roja yelled standing on Kyrons shoulders Snapping his furry fingers in his ears.
Kyron blinked and shrugged the little rodent off." What!? What now?" He was laying in the thick covers of his hammock made from vines and gigantic orchard leaves.
"We are here."
"We are?" Kyron stood up and
looked around, the grey skies and dark waters of the portela bay had disappeared , the sky above them now a shadowy roof sprinkled with comets , quasars and stars more brighter than any Kyron had ever seen, or maybe his eye sight perceived them more clearly.
Their ship sailed in a river flowing between two shores of tall wispy willows and chestnut oaks, the air sweeter than cinnamon spice, he smiled as the aroma entered his throat.
"Aw you have finally awaken!" Kanafinwe called from above him behind the wheel."I thought I'd have to crash the ship before I'd see you rise again.
Kyron groaned loud." Oh my god, how long was I asleep this time?"
Ever since kyron had became an elf his body required more sleep than ever before. Whenever he thought he was napping for a few hours he woke up finding out he had slept for 10 hours, last week he had laid down Tuesday night and hadn't woken up to Thursday morning.
"It's your body adjusting." Kanafinwe had explained a few days ago over a plate of sweet scented light brown bread he called lembras." Elven bodies require much more energy to sustain, your body still hasn't adjusted totally."
"So what your saying is I'm going to spend eternity in regular hibernation sessions?"
"No, no ,no, it'll probably sort itself in a few weeks or so." Kanafinwe said and bit the last crisp of his bread." But be wise, there'll be a lot of times where your going that 27 hours of sleep won't be available to you."
Kyron laughed." So what I'm going to wake up to seven swords in my face?"
Kanafinwe face held a grey rock expression.
"I take that as a yes."
"Don't worry this time only a few hours passed, maybe six to seven at most."Kanafinwe swung the wheel to the right , drawing the ship closer to the forest shore, nearing a small clearing between the trees of washed rocks and white sand.
"Hidden earth." Kyron muttered slowly, the blaze of anticipation pulsing thoroughly him.
The ship slowed and without anchor parked at the small shore. From the hip of the ship a mahogany wooden walkway extended to lightly touch the sandy shore.
"Alright everybody, grab your panties grab your undies lets go!" Rona shouted and ran back to the cabin,
Kyron smiled, he went to his cabin and grabbed his long grey travel backpack, in a lot of ways it looks like a misshapen tower, filled with some of the clothes Kanafinwe given him, packs of lembras and a few of his mothers Macedonia nut cookies.
He threw the bag over his back and drew in a deep breath. ". Let's go."
When he walked out the cabin Kanafinwe and Roja were waiting at the edge of the walkway, Roja had miniature backpack on his shoulders like an adorable mannequin but Kanafinwe held nothing but a small black bag and a long sheathed sword.
"Dang that's all your bringing gramps? Kyron smirked." I didn't mean to take all your clothes."
Kanafinwe shook his head, that familiar sad smile on his lips again."I am not bringing them you are."
"Hmm?"
" My son, I cannot join you."
Kyron frowned." How come?"
"My presence is forbidden in the hidden realm, my brothers my father nor I can step a foot on this land."
"Are you serious?" Kyron said incredulously.
Kanafinwe nodded.
"But you'll still have me!" Roja piped but kyron ignored him." But how am I going to not mess up here?"
"How would you mess up here?"
"Umm I don't know but that's why you should be here!"
Kanafinwe lowered the items in his hands and wrapped his arms around Kyron in a tight hug." Son if I could I would, believe but I must obey the laws of the valar." He drew back, small tears forming in his eyes." Beside Roja shall make sure to keep you in check."
"Oh boy does that make me happy." Kyron said sarcastically.
"And you don't smell like roses and Vardas ass yourself buddy."
Kanafinwe chuckled. " Don't worry, you two will get along well, trust my little assistant, his words are sharp but their is much wisdom in them."
"That'll be a surprise." Kyron's eyes caught the gleam of the sheathed swords edge. "So what are these?"
" These ," Kanafinwe said and raise the items to eye level." Are your heirlooms."
He handed kyron the sword, its sheath was gold and red , its handle made of bright diamond with a black strip of what felt like silk wrapped around it.
" This blade was forged by my nephew Celebrimbor and given to me as a gift. I never fought with this blade, it is a virgin steel, never used to harm the innocent."
"It's pretty." Kyron said as he latched the long sword to his waist, the sword was so long but its weight was quite light.
Next Kanafinwe opened the bag to pull out an item that drew out Kyrons breath. It was a helmet but no regular Viking helmet like off the history channel.
The helmet was overall gold, the face guard and the nose gaurd traced with silver, the bottom half of the face guard pointed out like angel wings, and on top of the helm the face of a horrible demon. It looked like a golden dragon with red fiery eyes that seemed to stare into Kyron's soul. The helm gave an impression of terror and wrath.
"This was given to my brother by the lord of the dwarves of belegost, he then gave it to my cousin Findekano who then gave it to the house of hador but through the ages of times it fell back into my hands so I figured why should you not have it?"
Kyron took it into his hands, the interior of the helmet like soft velvet but the exterior felt warm to the touch, almost hot." This is some Halloween mask."
Kanafinwe smiled." That mask makes more then just little children with buckets of candies flee, it strikes terror in the heart of all who stand against you. Wear it well." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small black box the size of a ring box, it's color so dark it was almost unseeable . "Last but not least this."
Kanafinwe opened the box and a beautiful light illuminated Kyron's face, yet Kyron neither squinted nor looked way, it's radiance beyond the sun or the stars obtainment. It warmed Kyron's skin yet and filled his heart with lust.
Kanafinwe closed the box and world returned to the dark dim light night of before.
" This is one of the silmarillions , the greatest of jewels delved or designed , made by your grandfather Feanor himself." Kanafinwe took Kyrons hand into his own and laid the box in his palm, closing his fingers over it slowly. " what you do with this jewel is your design and fate, it burns at my touch, my past transgression too many to count but you it will blaze with warmth and happiness at the touch of its creators descendant, one who's hand has not spilled the blood of the innocent."
Kyron stared at the box in silence, mind still amazed at the beauty waiting inside, he put in his pocket and said. " I will guard it well."
"Urghh, we have been standing here forever!" Roja groaned. " If you two pansies don't hurry up ."
"So where are you going now?" Kyron asked. " Back to Portela?"
Kanafinwe shook his head." My time in that world had expired as well, I shall return to the dwelling of our kin, in the undying lands."
"So, this is the last time I will ever see you again?"
"At least for a few centuries." Kanafinwe smiled." But as an Elda you will come to understand that life passes fast for our race, sometimes to quickly."
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