Merry Christmas and a happy new year everyone.
After a year I left with Bravefire to go look at the foals. The children cheered when they saw me coming. The oldest son took Bravefire to the stables for met while the other children nearly dragged me to the meadow where the foals where. The foals where all beautiful but one immediately caught my eye. A black stallion. Mira came towards us from out of the house and greeted me. She apparently had heard the noise from the children. She ushered the children away giving them jobs. We had dinner and Edmund promised me to show the foals properly in the morning.
The next morning Edmund told me about the foals. The black stallion again caught my eye. He was the youngest and the biggest. He had his father's energy and run and jumped around. When we had a candle in the night to check on the horses he came to investigate the fire. He was not at all afraid of it. I often laughed at the silly jumps he made. He had character.
I chose him to replace Bravefire in three years. I stayed with Edmund and Mira for those three years and trained the foal who I named Elwë, what meant star. He had a beautiful star on his head. Occasionally I left for a few months to check on Barad-dûr or to visit minas Tirith or Edoras. When Elwë turned three we finished his training. We had trained him as a battle horse. A training Bravefire had never had but what would come in handy.
Bravefire was now twenty-eight years old. I rode Bravefire while I led Elwë. I took them to Lothlórien where Bravefire was born. When I got there I left him in the good hands of my father. Bravefire was put in the meadow where he had been when he was a foal. Here he would spend his last years. My heart broke when I said goodbye to him.
I took Elwë and visited Beorn and went on to Radagast. They both praised Elwë. I stayed with Radagast for a while learning from him. I spend my years keeping track of the rings by returning to Mordor now and then until this became too dangerous.
I visited people I knew like Beorn and Bilbo. I even returned to the lonely mountain once and was received with a feast in my honor. But it broke my heart and I left soon again. I visited with bard before leaving Dale. His daughter Sigrid was now married and carrying her first child. Bain was engaged. I congratulated them and I was sincerely happy for them.
I met Strider the ranger. Gandalf had arranged a meeting. I was intrigued by this strange man. There were some strange similarities between us. He was raised by elves and now roaming the wilds like me. I wanted to know this man better and stayed with him and the rangers for a few years, learning from them and guarding the shire. With a little interference from Gandalf Strider told me his true name and I told Strider my own secret.
We became very good friends and the ranger camp almost became my home. Yet I obliged myself not to have a home and keep traveling. I was often away from the rangers but I always came back to them.
Years turned into decades while I traveled around middle earth. Until one day in the year 3001 of the third age, I met Gandalf in the prancing pony.
so this was the last chapter. I hope you enjoyed the story. thanks you so much for reading and the reviews.