Elves are known for their light feet. But while they are famous for
walking on snow, none have ever been known to walk on air. However
that is what Luintalathwen felt herself doing as she walked toward
her home, arm in arm with the elf she had bumped into. Never in her
most romantic daydreams would she have thought that something so
simple as that could shake her senses up so much. On the way the four
exchanged names; Vanathuleiel's partner was Novfalathion and
Luintalathwin's Waensirion. She could swore he looked right into her
soul when he said they could call him Waen.
They arrived (all too quickly if you asked her) and were soon sitting
down to lunch. Hungry from the morning's excursions, everyone dug in
as though they hadn't eaten for days.
Luintalathwen watched every move Waen made. For reason, even the way
he lifted his fork fascinated her. Then he looked back at her, and
she thought she would die.
Then she realized that everyone else was looking at her, too, and
REALLY thought she would die.
"Luintalthwen, why are you not eating?" Maheyen asked.
Then she realized that her plate still contained all the food she had
first placed on there, though she had been sitting their for nearly
10 minutes. She'd forgotten all about it.
"Um..." she muttered, blushing, then hastily began to eat.
~L~
Vanathuleiel found that everyone seemed alot more quiet as they
ate until at last Maheyen spoke:
"Perhaps after dinner you four may get better aquinted for I find I
have buisness to attend to and must leave you be till it is
finished. It will not take longer than an hour."
And so it was after dinner they went to the sitting room and
again a fire was lit for them as they sat talking. The two elves
seemed almost to grand in Vanathuleiel's eyes and the thought of
Novfalathion made her heart flutter. This was silly, they had only
been here for a few hours and all ready they had a hold over her and
Luintalathwen.
"We know already that you, Luintalathwen, come from Rivendell but
what of you Vanathuleiel." stated Waensirion.
"I come from the wood of Lorien, to visit Luintalathwen."
Just then before anyone else had a chance to speak a messenger
came in. Vanathuleiel knew at once that he had come out of Lorien
for he was clad in the grey silver that they often wore.
"My lady," he said looking towards Vanathuleiel. "You are called back
at once by your father. It seems that your brother was injured away
in Gondor and your family requires your asistance. It is not sure how
long he may live."
Vanathuleiel started from her seat at once looking scared and
frightened.
"You can not leave till morning it would seem, please sit down
Vanathuleiel." said Luintalathwen "I will go with you tomorrow at
dawn."
~V~
walking on snow, none have ever been known to walk on air. However
that is what Luintalathwen felt herself doing as she walked toward
her home, arm in arm with the elf she had bumped into. Never in her
most romantic daydreams would she have thought that something so
simple as that could shake her senses up so much. On the way the four
exchanged names; Vanathuleiel's partner was Novfalathion and
Luintalathwin's Waensirion. She could swore he looked right into her
soul when he said they could call him Waen.
They arrived (all too quickly if you asked her) and were soon sitting
down to lunch. Hungry from the morning's excursions, everyone dug in
as though they hadn't eaten for days.
Luintalathwen watched every move Waen made. For reason, even the way
he lifted his fork fascinated her. Then he looked back at her, and
she thought she would die.
Then she realized that everyone else was looking at her, too, and
REALLY thought she would die.
"Luintalthwen, why are you not eating?" Maheyen asked.
Then she realized that her plate still contained all the food she had
first placed on there, though she had been sitting their for nearly
10 minutes. She'd forgotten all about it.
"Um..." she muttered, blushing, then hastily began to eat.
~L~
Vanathuleiel found that everyone seemed alot more quiet as they
ate until at last Maheyen spoke:
"Perhaps after dinner you four may get better aquinted for I find I
have buisness to attend to and must leave you be till it is
finished. It will not take longer than an hour."
And so it was after dinner they went to the sitting room and
again a fire was lit for them as they sat talking. The two elves
seemed almost to grand in Vanathuleiel's eyes and the thought of
Novfalathion made her heart flutter. This was silly, they had only
been here for a few hours and all ready they had a hold over her and
Luintalathwen.
"We know already that you, Luintalathwen, come from Rivendell but
what of you Vanathuleiel." stated Waensirion.
"I come from the wood of Lorien, to visit Luintalathwen."
Just then before anyone else had a chance to speak a messenger
came in. Vanathuleiel knew at once that he had come out of Lorien
for he was clad in the grey silver that they often wore.
"My lady," he said looking towards Vanathuleiel. "You are called back
at once by your father. It seems that your brother was injured away
in Gondor and your family requires your asistance. It is not sure how
long he may live."
Vanathuleiel started from her seat at once looking scared and
frightened.
"You can not leave till morning it would seem, please sit down
Vanathuleiel." said Luintalathwen "I will go with you tomorrow at
dawn."
~V~