Authors Note: I had much help on this; actually most of these people were not written by me, they were made up by one of my closest friends. He read my other stories and loved them and he had wanted to write such a story as this but he had been so busy and he liked my writing so much that he asked me to do this story for him. So you know Galador's complexion is of course that of an elf. He has long silver hair with streaks of blue in it. He has guardians that were sent by the Draconums to watch over him. You will be told their names in the story. The places as well as a few of the names of people like Galdor, Gandalf, and Frodo in this story are thanks to the great writer J.R.R. Tolkien. Enjoy!

Galador

[Not to be confused with Galidor the arm-changing boy]

By Firniswin

Chapter 1

Galador's thoughts

It was around five in the evening at Edoras, the sun had disappeared behind the hills as the first stars shine brightly in the pink and purple colors of the dark sky.

Friends were gathered around in the hall as they met with the King and recalled long since past adventures. The halls were lit with brilliant candles and a sweet smell of delicious food roamed the air.

Frodo had put some fruit on his plate when he noticed in out of the corner of his eye a figure. It was black but a small glow seemed to be about it. Frodo nudged Gandalf, who was sitting next to him.

"Gandalf." He said in a low whisper. "Who is that?" He did not point just looked at the shape. "Oh, that is Galador." Gandalf said chewing his food before he spoke. "Who is Galador?" Frodo asked as he stared at the figure that now seemed less dark and terrifying.

"He is an elf. He is training to be a protector of Middle-Earth." Gandalf said with a sigh as he looked at the young elf that was starring out at the stars.

"Who are his mother and father?" Frodo asked looking back to Gandalf. "He was adopted by the Lady Gladriel. He knows not who his real parents are." Gandalf put a mouth full of the good food in his mouth.

"All he knows is that he is someway related to Galdor." Gandalf said after he had chewed the remaining food in his mouth.

Frodo only stared after that, he felt bad for Galador. He only wished he was not leaving, maybe he could see the young elf once again before he left Edoras, but he knew that he probably would not.

Galador stared up at the dark starry night, he saw below a few little figures traveling up and down into little huts and houses in the village. He smiled as he looked carelessly while they looked up at the big hall.

Then he decided that he was not getting anything done inside the stuffy hall where he was alone. He looked at the friends at the table that were talking and laughing, he saw Frodo look at him curiously then turn his head as if he had not been looking at all.

Galador wrapped his cloak tight about him as he left the hall and walked briskly down the stairs to the dusty ground below. His thoughts were not at all peaceful, he thought of Galadriel and wished she was there with him to comfort his sorrow and even if Celeborn was there. At least he would be helpful and would give wise advice. Galador let out a sigh as he traveled down the long hill in the starlit night. He walked to the warm tranquil stables were Alanstruiel was being kept. She was overjoyed to see her master walk into the stables and bring her over a carrot. She chomped at the carrot and then nuzzled her muzzle into Galador's shoulder; he rubbed his hands through her mane and patted her gently on the neck as he sat down on a clump of fresh hay. She layed down by his side and layed her head on his lap.

"What am I to do?" He asked her knowing she could not answer but it made him feel more peaceful as he looked straight into her soft eyes. She neighed softly and shook her head. "I feel so alone here." He said a single tear rolling down his cheek. "I just, I never see another elf anymore, have they all gone?" He wiped the tear away and rubbed the horses white forehead. "What am I here to do?" he asked himself as he looked out the sky window to see tiny stars that formed shapes in the sky. "I wish that my task was as easy as finding shapes in the stars." He said quietly. He patted Alanstruiel on the head then got up and left. He walked quietly out of the stables and closed the door behind, he noticed that he moon was in the east and he hurried back. He did not want any of The Guardians to be worried about him. They might go out looking and not find him then be mad that he had not come sooner. He raced back to the hall to see that all the candles were out and no sounds came from inside. He went quickly up the stairs and opened the door careful not to let it squeak.

He ran inside and down to a small room where he was staying.

He opened the door and went inside, the room had earthy toned walls and a marble floor. On its walls were richly painted pictures of horses and fields. His bed was made with clean blankets and sheets and near his bed was a table made of wood. On it were books of languages of Middle Earth and elvish books, also books of history. A glass of water sat on it near an opened book, and leaning against one wall was an old rugged staff. It looked to be part of a tree but inside the top a beautiful stone lay inside.

He dressed into his night attire then pulled the sheets out from under the pillow. He layed down on the bed and was about to blow out the candle on his nightstand when a Rat at tat came from the other side of the door.

"Galador, are you in there?" Asked one voice that sounded much like Eloti. [Two of The Guardians make up two twin brothers, their names are spelled the same but one has a long O and one has a long I sound. You will just have to decide which of the elf brothers it is.]

"Yes Eloti and Eloti, come in." He said smiling as he snuggled deeper into the covers.

"Oh, Galador! You must tell us where you are going next time." they said simultaneously as they walked into the room.

"I know." Galador said feeling very much like a child. "I am sorry." He said as his gaze met theirs. "Oh it is fine. We were just all so worried, and Kamari and Lulu are not even back yet from searching for you." Eloti said with a sigh as he kneeled down to Galador's bedside. "Well we better be going." Said one of the twins. "Good Night." the other said as he blew out the candle.

"Good night." Galador said as he turned over on one side. The sound of the chirping crickets lulled him to sleep and all his thoughts of sorrow and grief left him as his tired eyes shut out the darkness.