As I raced over the countryside, I felt so scared. Scared like I had never before in my life. We had gone thirty or forty miles and I could feel Earendil's sides moving rapidly trying to breathe. I knew that even an Elven horse couldn't go on forever without rest, water, or food. I slowed him to a canter and then dismounted him. I took him to the safe cover of the surrounding forest and found a small brook out of which Earendil drank eagerly. I leaned down, cupped my hands and drew some of the water out of the brook. It was very refreshing and some of it trickled out of my hands and down my neck. A shiver ran through me as the ice cold water ran down my body. I leaned forward to get some more and my hair fell into the water. I paused for a moment, puzzling over a question. Should I? Yes. I walked over to my small saddlebag and pulled a small Elvish knife out. I then leaned forward again and began to cut my hair. My only beauty that I had never cut before. The hair that my mother used to run her fingers through and tell me how beautiful it was. Tears ran down my checks as I cut my hair. When I finished I felt light headed and gazed into the water. The reflection revealed a girl with golden shoulder length hair. A tear disturbed the water and I didn't wait for the water to settle again. I got to my feet and picked up Earendil's led. 'Come boy, 'I said gently. We walk another ten miles until I choose to stop and rest. I laid down to rest and I looked heavenward. Then all was at peace. The next morning, or so I though, was darker than most. I choose not to ride Earendil again for I thought he still looked tiered. I just thought most of the day, something I hadn't done in a long time. I thought about the past, my friends, and my family. I thought, 'How can it be true that the Black Riders have returned? How is it possible?' I pondered on many things and I don't know how many miles we walked that day but it can't be very many because as I thought I began to walk slower and slower. We could have only gone ten miles or so. Rivendell, I guessed was about twenty or so more miles, give or take a few. I didn't stop for very long that night, I rode on Earendil the rest of the way home and we got there in half a day. As I crossed the Ford, I saw a familiar figure in front of me. I urged Earendil faster and as soon as I caught up with the Elf, I threw my arms around his neck. He was startled out of his wits, but when he saw who it was, he laughed. 'Anodien!' Legolas embraced me and then pulled me away to examine me. 'You look great,' he said. 'The only thing you seem to lack is a full stomach.' 'Yes.' I said, smiling. My hood covered most of my face so he did not know that I had cut my hair. 'Why have you come back?' I asked, curious over his return. 'Urgent business calls. I will say no more.' I nodded, although I was dissatisfied at his answer. I went to my room to change for dinner and then I went to Arwen's room to walk down with her. She was in her room but she had a cut across her check. 'Arwen! What happened to you?!' I cried out. She looked up at me and smiled. 'So you have not heard?' 'Heard what?' I replied. 'O, you will find out soon enough,' She smiled the sassiest smile I have ever seen and then ran out the room before I could stop her. 'Arwen!!' I screamed after her. I raced down the stairs to the great Hallway and flew down its passages. As I rounded the last corner of the hall, I tripped over something.or someone. I fell flat on my face and as I sat up I started to laugh hysterically. Then I almost jumped out of my skin as a small voice said, 'Well, that's lovely! She thinks its funny squashin' us like this.' 'I can't move Merry.' Said another tiny voice. I quickly got to my feet and stood gawking at two Hobbits that I had never seen before. Both were short and had curly hair though one's was lighter than the other's and they both had big eyes, hairy feet and pointy ears. One was dressed in a golden coloured vest and this one ran to retrieve his apple that had fallen out of his hand when I had run into them. The other one had a scarf about his neck and looked just a little younger than the other because he was a bit smaller. 'Are you an Elf?' he asked me. 'Yes, I am. My name is Anodien. I live here in Rivendell. Why are you here, since I can see you're both Hobbits, am I right?' 'Why, yes we are, m' lady.' Said the other Hobbit. 'We have come to stay here for a while. Uh, you don't happen to know where the food is, do you?' 'Why, yes. I suppose I could take you there on the account you tell me your names.' I answered. The one eating the apple looked at his companion. 'What?' he exclaimed. 'Go on, Pip. Tell her your name.' 'Fine then.' The littlest one came up to me and held out his hand. I gave him mine and he pecked in softly. 'My name is Peregrin Took. But most Hobbits just call me Pippin or Pip. Its easier to say, I guess.' 'Indeed,' I replied, holding back a laugh. 'And your name, sir Hobbit?' 'Sir? What on earth are you talking about? O! Never mind; if I don't tell you my name you shall never led us to the food.' He held out his hand too. Pippin was still holding my right hand so I held out my left. He kissed my finger tips and then stood up and said, 'My name is Meriadoc Brandybuck but like Pippin here, I have a nickname or whatever and its Merry. So if you please, would you take us to where the food is?' 'Yes I will now. How nice! I have two Hobbits to escort me to dinner! I'm one lucky Elf!' 'O quite being sarcastic!' Merry said; but he was laughing just the same and Pippin was too; just to think how funny we must have looked. A short Elf was bad enough but being escorted to dinner by two Hobbits only about half my size must have been a site to see. As we approached the hall, a loud peel of bells rang through the air. I sat the Hobbits on either side of me and began answering their questions. 'Who is that? And that, and that one other there, and still another over yonder?' They asked so many questions so fast. I smiled. 'That, 'I said, 'Is the lady Arwen. She is Elrond's daughter, and the last Elf to be born. Over there are her brothers, just returned from the forests of Lorien. They saved their mother , who was tormented by Orcs but she died, all the same,' Here I went silent for a time. I felt Pippin slowly put his small hand on mine. 'It will be alright.' He whispered. Merry looked over at me. He opened his mouth to say something but no words came out. He bowed his head and patted my other hand. 'Come, now. Who is that?' He asked, trying to brighten the atmosphere. I smiled at him. I looked up. 'That is Gloin. He's a dwarf and that over there is his son, Gimli. The other one is Boromir, the son of the steward of Gondor. They have come here for the same purpose as all the others, I suppose.' Merry nodded and bite into his apple. Pippin still eagerly looked up and down the great table. I shook my head. These creatures were so lovable and innocent. How come they were here with all the Elves and dwarfs and humans? Just then Pippin exclaimed, 'Look! Here comes Gandalf and Frodo! Here is our noble cousin, Merry! Make way for Frodo, the Lord of the Ring!' I looked back to see Gandalf quickly approach poor Pippin and grab his ear. Pippin winced. 'Peregrin Took! Keep your confounded mouth shut for a minute will you? O, excuse me, Anodien. I see you have meet my little friends.' 'Indeed I have, Mirthrandir, and I find their company quite pleasant.' 'Oh really?' Gandalf looked back at Pippin and poor Pip covered his ears with his hands and huddled down into the folds of my dress. I couldn't resist ruffling his head. He looked up and wrinkled his nose at me. I wrinkled mine back and stuck out my tongue. I felt Gandalf's eye on me and I turned to find him looking at me like I was a hopeless case. He shook his head and sighed. Then he brought out from behind him another Hobbit with big blue eyes and dark brown hair. 'Anodien, this is Frodo Baggins. Frodo, this is Anodien, daughter of Ithildin.' I slowly looked up at Gandalf. A new voice drew my attention to the new Hobbit I had just meet. 'Hullo, Gandalf forgot Sam. Anodien, this is Samwise Gamgee. Us four Hobbits traveled here all the way from Bree. Well, actually it was Hobbiton but Bree is where we meet Strider and.' 'Now Frodo, don't talk her ear off! Well,' Gandalf said to me, 'He is unusually talkative today. I must go and talk with Elrond. Frodo, I think you should come with me.' 'What 'bout me?' Sam said. 'Mr. Frodo's not going anywhere without me.' 'Sam, stay with Merry and Pippin. Maybe if you're good,' Gandalf flashed an evil look at Pippin, 'She will take you to look around Rivendell.' He nodded goodbye and then left me with the Hobbits minus Frodo. Well, I thought, I guess I'd better show them around. 'Come on. I'll show you around.' I said. Merry and Pippin jumped up and followed quickly behind me but Sam lingered for a bit and then finally join our merry little group.