Mithfalmawen and Tancal were standing about the main walkway in Rivendell.
The road was straight for about thirty steps, but then it split in two,
curving off to the left and to the right. In the middle of the split sat a
huge tilila tree. This tree was special to the inhabitants of Rivendell,
because it was planted when the city first sprang forth. It has continued
to grow along with Rivendell. Its trunk was thick and healthy, and the bark
carried a rich peach color. The branches were so numerous and they sprouted
thousands of leaves. Mithfalmawen and Tancal would always meet at this
tree, and they often played around it. They still did to that day,
especially when they were feeling hyper or had extra energy to lose. They
laughed and ran as little children. The older elves watched them and
smiled. They felt that it was good that they still had their innocence.
They were both considered young, only two thousand eight hundred and fifty-
seven years old. They had spent all of their years together, always there
for each other no matter what. They had a special bond, and that could be
seen whenever they were together.
The two elves were about to depart from each other when five horses rode into Rivendell. They halted to the left of where Mithfalmawen and Tancal were standing. They didn't pay much attention to them, but Tancal felt a bit curious. Three of the horses were a beautiful brown color, and their coats gleamed in the sunshine. But the two other horses had an air of excellence. They were certainly from the stables of a kingdom, for they were incredibly well groomed and taken care of. They were white as snow, and had not a pinch of dirt upon them. Tancal noticed something strange though. None of them had saddles. The travelers rode them bareback. The riders themselves were even more interesting to Tancal. The two that rode the white horses looked extremely alike. One was female and the other was male. He recognized one of them. He knew that they were from Mirkwood by their clothing; the Wood Elves were opt to wearing all shades of green, brown, and gold. All five had long, blonde hair and clear blue eyes. The main male elf was clad in all tones of green. He carried a large bow and several arrows, and on his brown belt, there was a sheathed short sword along with an assortment of knives. The female wore a golden tunic with a brown shirt under it. Her green leggings matched the shade of her satchel that was strapped to her back. She carried a bow that was somewhat smaller than the one that the male elf carried. The other three elves all wore garments in the hues of brown and gray. This was a sign that they were indeed under the other two elves, since higher elves often wore more colorful clothing than their servants did. They all seemed to blend into the trees that were behind them. It looked like the elves dressed to achieve that effect, because it was the most perfect use of camouflage Tancal had ever seen.
Tancal couldn't help but stare at the female, for she had an extraordinary beauty about her. He stood still for a moment until Mithfalmawen playfully shoved him out of his daydream. Mithfalmawen laughed.
"You surely must be tired from your victory. Why don't you go home and rest a bit? There will indeed be a party, and you must be there. I will have my father announce the great news to everyone!"
"Yes, it is true. I am a little tired. Rest sounds good," he said, "Goodbye dear friend, and I will see you tonight."
Tancal kissed her on the cheek. He started walking down the road, and couldn't help but glance back at the riders. To his surprise the female rider that was on the white horse was looking his way. In those very seconds, they locked eyes. They both smiled at the same time.
Tancal turned his head away and kept on walking. He thought to himself, "I have to talk to her again."
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Legolas sat on his horse, Carmet and gazed at glorious Rivendell. He and his sister, Linteanna had just arrived. He slowly slid off Carmet, and patted him on the back while softly whispering in the horse's ear. He looked up to the sky, and then closed his eyes. He took in a deep breath as if he was trying to smell every particle of the air.
"You never told me how beautiful this place was, Sister. The air, it's so…fresh. I think I find it is better than Mirkwood's. It's so calming. Everything is peaceful." He looked to his sister who had suddenly become very quiet. He watched her for a moment and he noticed that she was looking off to the left down the road. He looked in that direction, down past an immense tree and saw a young elf. He walked up to his sister's horse and smiled.
"Linteanna!" he loudly whispered.
"What?" She jerked around to meet her brother's face.
"Do you know him? You are staring like you do," he said.
"Be quiet Legolas, stop your teasing."
They both started to laugh together.
"I am serious! Do not make fun of me. I do not deny that I can find someone attractive. You know that you cannot deny that fact, judging by how many mates you have had in your lifetime."
"Oh Sister, do not dabble in that subject. Ones I have been with have only been because of Father; none really held my interest. They have all been materialistic and…too mature. It is as if they are trying to impress me too much, it's too much indeed. I do not think that I will ever find someone completely fulfilling. I fear she will never exist."
"Stop such talk. It is depressing! You need to have hope, Legolas. If you keep that attitude, then what you just said will come true."
"Maybe…well if I think about it, I do have the rest of my life to keep looking, do I not?"
"Yes, we all do," she smiled, "But we do not have the rest of our lives to sit here and talk either!" Everyone in the company laughed. Linteanna hopped off of her horse, and started to talk to the servants about what they were going to do. Legolas went back to Carmet and petted him once again. And then the next time he looked up, he noticed another elf standing by the giant tree. It was a different elf. It was a female. She must've been there with the other elf, he thought, but he hadn't seen her. All he saw was her back. She was reaching up and touching the green leaves of the tree. Her hair flowed in what seemed hundreds of braids. He thought it was a beautiful sight. Her lavender dress flowed in the wind, and then he noticed that a small bird had landed on her finger. She brought it down to her eye-level and then turned around. Legolas saw the side of her face, and he felt captivated by her loveliness. Her skin was so pale and fair, unheeded from the harshness of the summer sun. She stood and held the chirping bird close to her mouth and
softly whistled. She and the bird were singing together. She grinned and then kissed it, and let it fly free.
Legolas had never felt anything like this before. He felt amazed just by watching her. "I have to meet her," he thought to himself.
Legolas's eyes stayed fixed on the young elf as she started down the right side of the road. "Oh no," he thought, "she is leaving." He tried to think of what to do.
"Linteanna! Would you mind if I walk around a while? Rivendell is such a magnificent place, and I would like to explore. Since you have been here before, go and find Master Elrond, and tell him that we have arrived and to not worry about me, for I will find my way around."
"Alright, Legolas. I see your reason. When I first came here, I walked around for hours admiring this place. I understand, go!"
With that, Legolas left Carmet to the servants and started to walk down the road, and stopped at the huge tilila tree and looked around. He knew that his sister could still be watching him, and he didn't want to seem in a hurry or reveal his true want to go exploring. He tried to look nonchalant, but inside he yearned to see her again.
The two elves were about to depart from each other when five horses rode into Rivendell. They halted to the left of where Mithfalmawen and Tancal were standing. They didn't pay much attention to them, but Tancal felt a bit curious. Three of the horses were a beautiful brown color, and their coats gleamed in the sunshine. But the two other horses had an air of excellence. They were certainly from the stables of a kingdom, for they were incredibly well groomed and taken care of. They were white as snow, and had not a pinch of dirt upon them. Tancal noticed something strange though. None of them had saddles. The travelers rode them bareback. The riders themselves were even more interesting to Tancal. The two that rode the white horses looked extremely alike. One was female and the other was male. He recognized one of them. He knew that they were from Mirkwood by their clothing; the Wood Elves were opt to wearing all shades of green, brown, and gold. All five had long, blonde hair and clear blue eyes. The main male elf was clad in all tones of green. He carried a large bow and several arrows, and on his brown belt, there was a sheathed short sword along with an assortment of knives. The female wore a golden tunic with a brown shirt under it. Her green leggings matched the shade of her satchel that was strapped to her back. She carried a bow that was somewhat smaller than the one that the male elf carried. The other three elves all wore garments in the hues of brown and gray. This was a sign that they were indeed under the other two elves, since higher elves often wore more colorful clothing than their servants did. They all seemed to blend into the trees that were behind them. It looked like the elves dressed to achieve that effect, because it was the most perfect use of camouflage Tancal had ever seen.
Tancal couldn't help but stare at the female, for she had an extraordinary beauty about her. He stood still for a moment until Mithfalmawen playfully shoved him out of his daydream. Mithfalmawen laughed.
"You surely must be tired from your victory. Why don't you go home and rest a bit? There will indeed be a party, and you must be there. I will have my father announce the great news to everyone!"
"Yes, it is true. I am a little tired. Rest sounds good," he said, "Goodbye dear friend, and I will see you tonight."
Tancal kissed her on the cheek. He started walking down the road, and couldn't help but glance back at the riders. To his surprise the female rider that was on the white horse was looking his way. In those very seconds, they locked eyes. They both smiled at the same time.
Tancal turned his head away and kept on walking. He thought to himself, "I have to talk to her again."
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Legolas sat on his horse, Carmet and gazed at glorious Rivendell. He and his sister, Linteanna had just arrived. He slowly slid off Carmet, and patted him on the back while softly whispering in the horse's ear. He looked up to the sky, and then closed his eyes. He took in a deep breath as if he was trying to smell every particle of the air.
"You never told me how beautiful this place was, Sister. The air, it's so…fresh. I think I find it is better than Mirkwood's. It's so calming. Everything is peaceful." He looked to his sister who had suddenly become very quiet. He watched her for a moment and he noticed that she was looking off to the left down the road. He looked in that direction, down past an immense tree and saw a young elf. He walked up to his sister's horse and smiled.
"Linteanna!" he loudly whispered.
"What?" She jerked around to meet her brother's face.
"Do you know him? You are staring like you do," he said.
"Be quiet Legolas, stop your teasing."
They both started to laugh together.
"I am serious! Do not make fun of me. I do not deny that I can find someone attractive. You know that you cannot deny that fact, judging by how many mates you have had in your lifetime."
"Oh Sister, do not dabble in that subject. Ones I have been with have only been because of Father; none really held my interest. They have all been materialistic and…too mature. It is as if they are trying to impress me too much, it's too much indeed. I do not think that I will ever find someone completely fulfilling. I fear she will never exist."
"Stop such talk. It is depressing! You need to have hope, Legolas. If you keep that attitude, then what you just said will come true."
"Maybe…well if I think about it, I do have the rest of my life to keep looking, do I not?"
"Yes, we all do," she smiled, "But we do not have the rest of our lives to sit here and talk either!" Everyone in the company laughed. Linteanna hopped off of her horse, and started to talk to the servants about what they were going to do. Legolas went back to Carmet and petted him once again. And then the next time he looked up, he noticed another elf standing by the giant tree. It was a different elf. It was a female. She must've been there with the other elf, he thought, but he hadn't seen her. All he saw was her back. She was reaching up and touching the green leaves of the tree. Her hair flowed in what seemed hundreds of braids. He thought it was a beautiful sight. Her lavender dress flowed in the wind, and then he noticed that a small bird had landed on her finger. She brought it down to her eye-level and then turned around. Legolas saw the side of her face, and he felt captivated by her loveliness. Her skin was so pale and fair, unheeded from the harshness of the summer sun. She stood and held the chirping bird close to her mouth and
softly whistled. She and the bird were singing together. She grinned and then kissed it, and let it fly free.
Legolas had never felt anything like this before. He felt amazed just by watching her. "I have to meet her," he thought to himself.
Legolas's eyes stayed fixed on the young elf as she started down the right side of the road. "Oh no," he thought, "she is leaving." He tried to think of what to do.
"Linteanna! Would you mind if I walk around a while? Rivendell is such a magnificent place, and I would like to explore. Since you have been here before, go and find Master Elrond, and tell him that we have arrived and to not worry about me, for I will find my way around."
"Alright, Legolas. I see your reason. When I first came here, I walked around for hours admiring this place. I understand, go!"
With that, Legolas left Carmet to the servants and started to walk down the road, and stopped at the huge tilila tree and looked around. He knew that his sister could still be watching him, and he didn't want to seem in a hurry or reveal his true want to go exploring. He tried to look nonchalant, but inside he yearned to see her again.