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Chapter 5: Wisdom Grief and new start When the Firstborn arrived in Valinor the Kelvar and Olvar arose again in Yavanna's thoughts. Long she had yearned for the spirits to arise and finally that yearning grew to strong. Yavanna created a being that could walk amongst the Children of Illuvatar. She put into the being her love for trees and all living things. Much of herself went into her creation. She put the wisdom and beauty of the Valar and of the Maia. Her form was much like the Quendi. Yavanna named her creation Loteninque, Shining White Flower, but many names she would gain over the long years. In tongue of the Sindar, Nimbril, the Dwarves came to call her Kheledhiril.
Loteninque's beauty was truly of the vision of Yavanna. Few could gaze into her eyes, for in them told the story of Ea. Her hair was long and shimmering white and her voice was as soft and sweet as a nightingale'. She was tall and had porcelain white skin. She looked as one of the Quendi but had the light of the Two Trees shining in her face.
Loteninque became great friends with the daughter of Finarfin, Galadriel. Loteninque taught many things to Galadriel of the things created by Yavanna and Galadriel showed Loteninque much of the making of jewels and metals. Long they were friends.
For many ages Loteninque lived in Valinor but her heart grew restless at the news of the lands of Beleraind. She went to Varda and spoke to her of her restlessness. "In me, Yavanna placed many of the restlessness and weaknesses of the Elves. I have heard of the realm of Elwe and Melian and of the waters of Sirion. I ask you if I may have your leave to go to Beleraind and dwell there for a time but return when I am needed or have grown weary of the lands." Varda was sad at the request but permitted her departure. But before she left, Aule gave to her a sword Telepalda, Silver Tree. He taught her to wield it and she became a great shieldswoman. Orome gave to her a quiver of arrows and a bow. Also he taught her to use these gifts and became greatly skilled. She then departed to Beleraind with a company alone.
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Morimaite eyed Loteninque suspiciously but Beleg looked on her with reverence. Loteninque had told the two their tale and only then did Morimaite put his sword away. When she asked their name Morimaite wouldn't respond but Beleg said, 'This is Morimaite, my friend, and I am Beleg Cuthalion captain of the companies of King Elu Thingol.' In the forest Beleg and Morimaite made camp for Morimaite did not forget his errand. Beleg offered for Loteninque to stay the night with them and he would lead her to Menegroth in the morning. Loteninque took this offer gladly and she and Beleg talked long hours in front of the fine, but Morimaite stayed quiet and did not listen to them. Later that night when Beleg drifted off into his trance like sleep Morimaite laid back his head but did not shut his eyes. He was ever aware that Loteninque was still awake and thinking too and he was suspicious of her. Soon Loteninque got up and left the camp wondering the forests but Morimaite was awake too and he followed her with his sword drawn. Now Loteninque was not idle and she was aware of a presence following her and she became afraid. She stepped behind a tree and when Morimaite came into view she let out a loud sigh and stepped back into the clearing. 'Shouldn't thou beest asleep at this time?', she asked. 'And shouldn't thou be doing the same', he countered. He turned to leave but she laughed and said, 'There is no need for you to go back alone. And I can always use some company.' He smiled and looked upon her in a new sense and she smiled back.
They began to walk back and when she looked at him she saw grief in his eyes and she said, 'You seem to have something troubling you, would thou tell me of the burden that you carry?'. She was wise and he couldn't keep the dark tale of his father secret from her and on the way back he told her the tale. By the time they reached the camp the sun was beginning to rise and Morimaite had finished his tale but Loteninque was silent. He looked at her and her eyes betrayed her he became angry saying, 'Do not pity me. I do not want your pity. I killed my father and I know that I did it to defend myself and my family but none the less, I killed him." He said coldly to her and walked to the camp and sat near the fire. Loteninque was saddened by his words.
When Beleg awoke they made plans. Morimaite would journey alone to Nargothrond and Loteninque and Beleg would go to Menengroth for Loteninque greatly desired to talk to her old friend Galadirel. It was at this that Beren was meeting Luthien in the woods of Doriath and when Morimaite got to Nargothrond, the realm of Finrod, he was welcomed. For a couple of years Morimaite stayed with the King but soon Beren came and took Finrod on the quest that would claim his life. Morimaite grieved at the news but stayed in Nargothrond where he learned much more about the Earth and metals than his father could teach.
Soon though, there was a warning in his heart and after 40 years of staying in Nargothrond he made way to return to Menengorth being 64 (which is still young for a man who lives to be 300). He hurried back for fear and foreboding was in his heart and when he arrived to Menengroth he found it in ruin. There were orcs all around and he drew his sword, Nurunaar and with no hope for his friends he attacked them. They were no match for his rage and even though we was greatly outnumbered he slew them and the rest retreated.
He then searched through the wreckage and found the bodies of some of his dearest friends and then he ran to the fields looking for his sister and hoping that she escaped. There he saw her. She was shot in the back as she fled and was lying face down in the mud. He wept for her and for the evil that had befallen on his home but he gathered him composer and carried the bodies back, planning to burn them so no orcs could desecrate the graves.
While he was looking through the bodies he notices something that had been buried by rubble. When he pulled off the rocks and dirt he found that it was Loteninque and she was still alive, though badly wounded. Morimaite forgot about all other things and he carried her unconscious body into the woods and he set camp by a small stream. There he tended her wounds and she cared for her and after 2 days she awoke to find Morimaite leaning over her wrapping a large cut on her head. She screamed and Morimaite fell backwards, startled. She looked at him and he saw in her eyes a great appreciation and she laid back down and he continued to tend her. While he was bandaging her head she raised her arm to his face and gently touched his cheeks. He looked in her eyes and she brought his face towards hers and kissed him passionately.
Chapter 5: Wisdom Grief and new start When the Firstborn arrived in Valinor the Kelvar and Olvar arose again in Yavanna's thoughts. Long she had yearned for the spirits to arise and finally that yearning grew to strong. Yavanna created a being that could walk amongst the Children of Illuvatar. She put into the being her love for trees and all living things. Much of herself went into her creation. She put the wisdom and beauty of the Valar and of the Maia. Her form was much like the Quendi. Yavanna named her creation Loteninque, Shining White Flower, but many names she would gain over the long years. In tongue of the Sindar, Nimbril, the Dwarves came to call her Kheledhiril.
Loteninque's beauty was truly of the vision of Yavanna. Few could gaze into her eyes, for in them told the story of Ea. Her hair was long and shimmering white and her voice was as soft and sweet as a nightingale'. She was tall and had porcelain white skin. She looked as one of the Quendi but had the light of the Two Trees shining in her face.
Loteninque became great friends with the daughter of Finarfin, Galadriel. Loteninque taught many things to Galadriel of the things created by Yavanna and Galadriel showed Loteninque much of the making of jewels and metals. Long they were friends.
For many ages Loteninque lived in Valinor but her heart grew restless at the news of the lands of Beleraind. She went to Varda and spoke to her of her restlessness. "In me, Yavanna placed many of the restlessness and weaknesses of the Elves. I have heard of the realm of Elwe and Melian and of the waters of Sirion. I ask you if I may have your leave to go to Beleraind and dwell there for a time but return when I am needed or have grown weary of the lands." Varda was sad at the request but permitted her departure. But before she left, Aule gave to her a sword Telepalda, Silver Tree. He taught her to wield it and she became a great shieldswoman. Orome gave to her a quiver of arrows and a bow. Also he taught her to use these gifts and became greatly skilled. She then departed to Beleraind with a company alone.
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Morimaite eyed Loteninque suspiciously but Beleg looked on her with reverence. Loteninque had told the two their tale and only then did Morimaite put his sword away. When she asked their name Morimaite wouldn't respond but Beleg said, 'This is Morimaite, my friend, and I am Beleg Cuthalion captain of the companies of King Elu Thingol.' In the forest Beleg and Morimaite made camp for Morimaite did not forget his errand. Beleg offered for Loteninque to stay the night with them and he would lead her to Menegroth in the morning. Loteninque took this offer gladly and she and Beleg talked long hours in front of the fine, but Morimaite stayed quiet and did not listen to them. Later that night when Beleg drifted off into his trance like sleep Morimaite laid back his head but did not shut his eyes. He was ever aware that Loteninque was still awake and thinking too and he was suspicious of her. Soon Loteninque got up and left the camp wondering the forests but Morimaite was awake too and he followed her with his sword drawn. Now Loteninque was not idle and she was aware of a presence following her and she became afraid. She stepped behind a tree and when Morimaite came into view she let out a loud sigh and stepped back into the clearing. 'Shouldn't thou beest asleep at this time?', she asked. 'And shouldn't thou be doing the same', he countered. He turned to leave but she laughed and said, 'There is no need for you to go back alone. And I can always use some company.' He smiled and looked upon her in a new sense and she smiled back.
They began to walk back and when she looked at him she saw grief in his eyes and she said, 'You seem to have something troubling you, would thou tell me of the burden that you carry?'. She was wise and he couldn't keep the dark tale of his father secret from her and on the way back he told her the tale. By the time they reached the camp the sun was beginning to rise and Morimaite had finished his tale but Loteninque was silent. He looked at her and her eyes betrayed her he became angry saying, 'Do not pity me. I do not want your pity. I killed my father and I know that I did it to defend myself and my family but none the less, I killed him." He said coldly to her and walked to the camp and sat near the fire. Loteninque was saddened by his words.
When Beleg awoke they made plans. Morimaite would journey alone to Nargothrond and Loteninque and Beleg would go to Menengroth for Loteninque greatly desired to talk to her old friend Galadirel. It was at this that Beren was meeting Luthien in the woods of Doriath and when Morimaite got to Nargothrond, the realm of Finrod, he was welcomed. For a couple of years Morimaite stayed with the King but soon Beren came and took Finrod on the quest that would claim his life. Morimaite grieved at the news but stayed in Nargothrond where he learned much more about the Earth and metals than his father could teach.
Soon though, there was a warning in his heart and after 40 years of staying in Nargothrond he made way to return to Menengorth being 64 (which is still young for a man who lives to be 300). He hurried back for fear and foreboding was in his heart and when he arrived to Menengroth he found it in ruin. There were orcs all around and he drew his sword, Nurunaar and with no hope for his friends he attacked them. They were no match for his rage and even though we was greatly outnumbered he slew them and the rest retreated.
He then searched through the wreckage and found the bodies of some of his dearest friends and then he ran to the fields looking for his sister and hoping that she escaped. There he saw her. She was shot in the back as she fled and was lying face down in the mud. He wept for her and for the evil that had befallen on his home but he gathered him composer and carried the bodies back, planning to burn them so no orcs could desecrate the graves.
While he was looking through the bodies he notices something that had been buried by rubble. When he pulled off the rocks and dirt he found that it was Loteninque and she was still alive, though badly wounded. Morimaite forgot about all other things and he carried her unconscious body into the woods and he set camp by a small stream. There he tended her wounds and she cared for her and after 2 days she awoke to find Morimaite leaning over her wrapping a large cut on her head. She screamed and Morimaite fell backwards, startled. She looked at him and he saw in her eyes a great appreciation and she laid back down and he continued to tend her. While he was bandaging her head she raised her arm to his face and gently touched his cheeks. He looked in her eyes and she brought his face towards hers and kissed him passionately.