Born to Love Again, Again, and Again
Part 13
We went back to the island for a while and then decided to go to Mirkwood to visit Thandruil again. When we arrived, Thandruil was overjoyed by the sight of his namesake. There was a feast in the baby's honor, and he was officially dubbed a Prince by his grandfather. Thandruil was happy again when Legolas told him another baby was on the way.
I felt like I wanted to have this new baby in Mirkwood. I was beginning to love the elves and the way they lived and felt very comfortable with them. Thandruil was grateful that I wanted to stay, as it gave him more time with Legolas and Thand. I knew then that the king had grown to love me. Gimli and Ainslee were accepted too. And never again was there any discussion about the differences between elves and dwarves and humans.
Legolas liked to put his ear to my abdomen and listen to the baby. "I know it is a girl. I hear her singing in a sweet melodious voice." Our daughter was born in Mirkwood. Again Legolas delivered her and the only pain I felt was when her head emerged. His hot healing hands kept all pain away. Indeed her cry was more like a melody than a real cry. We named her Vervila because in my native language it means "woman with a melodious voice". She too had blond hair, but her eyes were green like mine, and her ears were pointed ever so slightly.
The children grew and we continued to travel, visiting friends in Gondor, Rohan, and Lothlorien, but mostly we stayed on the island. As the years went by, I had eight more sons and four more girls. After Thand and Vervila, we had a daughter Brietta, meaning strong; next Ula, meaning sea jewel, for she was born aboard ship; then Nara, our happy child; our last daughter was Bairbre Olivia, named for my mother and grandmother. Our sons were Liam, named for my father, Cer, Geriand, Oran, Dorceron, Gil-Gambor, Aragorn, in honor of Legolas' friend, and Haldir, a hero who lost his life at Helm's Deep. With the birth of each child, Legolas told me I was becoming more youthful and beautiful.
Gimli, Ainslee, the children and I were never sick. Legolas' healing techniques kept us all heathy. My body continued to look the same, but as time went by my internal organs began to age. My last child was born when I was 90 years old in human terms. I lived to see my children become parents and grandparents.
Thand married a lovely girl named Gawena, the daughter of Aragorn and Arwen. Their first son was named Adaros (lord of the trees). Adaros married Galadrielle, granddaughter of Haldir of Lothlorien. Their youngest child was a particular favorite of mine. This little one was brought to me a few minutes after he was born and Adaros asked me to name him. I looked at the little fellow and said, "His name should be Kenyon, for it means fair-haired in my native language." Little Kenyon showed much love for me and he loved to sit in my lap and have me tell him stories. His vocabulary was quite remarkable at age two. He could converse in both common speech, elvish, and in my native language.
Legolas was able to keep me alive until I was 250 years old. We had a fantastic 200 years together. My heart became very weak and I was unable to move very much. I spent most of my days just sitting. One day I told Legolas I thought it would be my last and that I wanted to see all my children. They were all with us on the island on that day. One by one they came in and I kissed each one goodbye. Then I asked for my grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and great-great-granchildren. I told all of them that I would be coming back to rejoin them in a short time and to not grieve for me.
Little Kenyon was the last one to come in to tell me goodbye. Legolas held him up to me to get a last kiss. He said, "I love you Granny Cat". He was the only one to call me Cat besides Legolas during our intimate moments. Thand came in and got Kenyon and left Legolas and me alone. Legolas held me as my heartbeat slowed down, down, down. Tears streamed from his eyes. He held me close saying over and over again how much he loved me and he would always be faithful; that I would be his one and only true love for eternity. He looked forward to my return and that he would be waiting. My heart stopped and my spirit rose from my body. I looked down on Legolas as he sobbed. Loud gut-wrenching sobs came from his inner being. Then he looked up and pleaded, "Please don't stay too long, Catriona." I planted an etheral kiss on his cheek and stepped into another world.
I floated into the blue and was met by my mother and father. I felt such a sense of peace and joy at being reunited with them. Both sets of grandparents appeared to me next. Then I looked around. "Where is Seamus?" I asked, "and I want to see my little students who perished in the fire."
My parents whisked me back to the island were my family was mourning my death. My mother pointed at my fourteen children. "There are your students that you taught on the Green Isle. They knew how much you loved them and mourned for them, so they returned to you as your own children, nine boys and five girls."
"But where is Seamus?" I asked.
She pointed to my precious little Kenyon, my special great-grandchild who loved me so much. Joy flooded my soul to know that this little one, who had played such a big part in my life, although I only had him back for two short years, was my Seamus.
"Come Catriona, you have much to review before you go back to earth again." I returned to heaven floating down the long tunnel towards the light with my heavenly family.
In one year I was ready to go back, and I entered the body of a baby being born to Jean and Claire Vert.
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We went back to the island for a while and then decided to go to Mirkwood to visit Thandruil again. When we arrived, Thandruil was overjoyed by the sight of his namesake. There was a feast in the baby's honor, and he was officially dubbed a Prince by his grandfather. Thandruil was happy again when Legolas told him another baby was on the way.
I felt like I wanted to have this new baby in Mirkwood. I was beginning to love the elves and the way they lived and felt very comfortable with them. Thandruil was grateful that I wanted to stay, as it gave him more time with Legolas and Thand. I knew then that the king had grown to love me. Gimli and Ainslee were accepted too. And never again was there any discussion about the differences between elves and dwarves and humans.
Legolas liked to put his ear to my abdomen and listen to the baby. "I know it is a girl. I hear her singing in a sweet melodious voice." Our daughter was born in Mirkwood. Again Legolas delivered her and the only pain I felt was when her head emerged. His hot healing hands kept all pain away. Indeed her cry was more like a melody than a real cry. We named her Vervila because in my native language it means "woman with a melodious voice". She too had blond hair, but her eyes were green like mine, and her ears were pointed ever so slightly.
The children grew and we continued to travel, visiting friends in Gondor, Rohan, and Lothlorien, but mostly we stayed on the island. As the years went by, I had eight more sons and four more girls. After Thand and Vervila, we had a daughter Brietta, meaning strong; next Ula, meaning sea jewel, for she was born aboard ship; then Nara, our happy child; our last daughter was Bairbre Olivia, named for my mother and grandmother. Our sons were Liam, named for my father, Cer, Geriand, Oran, Dorceron, Gil-Gambor, Aragorn, in honor of Legolas' friend, and Haldir, a hero who lost his life at Helm's Deep. With the birth of each child, Legolas told me I was becoming more youthful and beautiful.
Gimli, Ainslee, the children and I were never sick. Legolas' healing techniques kept us all heathy. My body continued to look the same, but as time went by my internal organs began to age. My last child was born when I was 90 years old in human terms. I lived to see my children become parents and grandparents.
Thand married a lovely girl named Gawena, the daughter of Aragorn and Arwen. Their first son was named Adaros (lord of the trees). Adaros married Galadrielle, granddaughter of Haldir of Lothlorien. Their youngest child was a particular favorite of mine. This little one was brought to me a few minutes after he was born and Adaros asked me to name him. I looked at the little fellow and said, "His name should be Kenyon, for it means fair-haired in my native language." Little Kenyon showed much love for me and he loved to sit in my lap and have me tell him stories. His vocabulary was quite remarkable at age two. He could converse in both common speech, elvish, and in my native language.
Legolas was able to keep me alive until I was 250 years old. We had a fantastic 200 years together. My heart became very weak and I was unable to move very much. I spent most of my days just sitting. One day I told Legolas I thought it would be my last and that I wanted to see all my children. They were all with us on the island on that day. One by one they came in and I kissed each one goodbye. Then I asked for my grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and great-great-granchildren. I told all of them that I would be coming back to rejoin them in a short time and to not grieve for me.
Little Kenyon was the last one to come in to tell me goodbye. Legolas held him up to me to get a last kiss. He said, "I love you Granny Cat". He was the only one to call me Cat besides Legolas during our intimate moments. Thand came in and got Kenyon and left Legolas and me alone. Legolas held me as my heartbeat slowed down, down, down. Tears streamed from his eyes. He held me close saying over and over again how much he loved me and he would always be faithful; that I would be his one and only true love for eternity. He looked forward to my return and that he would be waiting. My heart stopped and my spirit rose from my body. I looked down on Legolas as he sobbed. Loud gut-wrenching sobs came from his inner being. Then he looked up and pleaded, "Please don't stay too long, Catriona." I planted an etheral kiss on his cheek and stepped into another world.
I floated into the blue and was met by my mother and father. I felt such a sense of peace and joy at being reunited with them. Both sets of grandparents appeared to me next. Then I looked around. "Where is Seamus?" I asked, "and I want to see my little students who perished in the fire."
My parents whisked me back to the island were my family was mourning my death. My mother pointed at my fourteen children. "There are your students that you taught on the Green Isle. They knew how much you loved them and mourned for them, so they returned to you as your own children, nine boys and five girls."
"But where is Seamus?" I asked.
She pointed to my precious little Kenyon, my special great-grandchild who loved me so much. Joy flooded my soul to know that this little one, who had played such a big part in my life, although I only had him back for two short years, was my Seamus.
"Come Catriona, you have much to review before you go back to earth again." I returned to heaven floating down the long tunnel towards the light with my heavenly family.
In one year I was ready to go back, and I entered the body of a baby being born to Jean and Claire Vert.
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