Gimli raced to the spot Legolas was at prior to jumping off the swan-carved ship. He searched around craning his neck all about, not seeing Legolas anywhere.

"Gimli!" Legolas bellowed atop of the cold ocean below.

Gimli stumbled to the edge of the ship's carved railing and looked down below him to see his friend drifting among the water's surface. Baffled Gimli cried out to Legolas, "Eh? Are you daft?! What are you doing?" Obviously unaware of what laid miles away from him.

Legolas cupped his hands over his mouth in order to be heard by the dwarf, "There is a female in the distance, a lone female, and I do not intend to leave her stranded so far away from land!" After the words poured from his tense lips he dove beneath the piercing coldness of the water, and swam in its frigidness. The water enclosed him as he swiftly moved as fast as his strong legs and arms would allow.

Celeste, drifting peacefully atop of the water, memorized every detailed inch of her surroundings. She was greatly intrigued by the sky, and the luminous orangy-yellow object that she remembered as the sun. Although it hurt her delicate eyes to stare at it she mustered all she could to perform the task. The brilliance of the sun made her eyes glisten in pain until she was forced to look away. Her vision had become momentarily obscured, and blurry.

She heard a sound in the distance. With her magnificent vision she focused in the direction of the resonance. She saw a collection of water dart into the air and delicately descend back into the spot it relocated from. Her eyes then shifted to a colossal object she had never seen before. She stared fixated on it. It was a tall creature made by her best estimation of a wooden source. The front of it resembled a swan with its long neck and graceful demeanor. It was both wide and very long, yet it struck no fear in her.

She sensed something different coming towards her, but she saw nothing in view. Her eyes closed and she focused intently on listening to her guiding voice that had kept her safe these five-thousand, five-hundred years. The keen senses beckoned her to look beneath the watery surface, and then she would find the source of the presence she felt near to her.


Celeste consented with the voice and dove into the icy water, as it blanketed her with its inviting familiarity. Her eyes opened to reveal a figure coming towards her at a high velocity. She studied the moving object curiously, and showed, nor felt any fear. Unbeknownst to her she felt an odd sense of ease towards the creature making its way to her. The closer it came the calmer, and more subdued she felt. Her eyes stared at the approaching specimen full of fascination and warmth.

Legolas's eyes opened beneath the overwhelming pressure of the waters force as he swam quickly underneath it. His eyes made out bits and pieces of the girls face, but her long radiant hair flowed freely in front hiding her from his gaze. His eyes adverting lowered to look at her more. He was dumbstruck, and confused for her lower body was nothing he had ever laid eyes upon before. Instead of legs she was gifted a body similar to that of a giant fish.

His arms stopped swimming, and began to flail around about him until he reached the surface of the water. He took long deep breaths as his lungs constructed taking in the vast amounts. He pondered if he should continue out to the creature, and decided that it would be at his best interest to proceed. No other thought of doubt plagued his mind, and he dove back into the waters cold arms that clutched him, and held him securely.

He began to swim again more intent on reaching her faster than before. His strong muscles began to stiffen from the intense pressure of swimming quickly towards his target. He closed his eyes, and bit down on his lip as his jaw stiffened. His muscles began to contract in protest to the abuse of his persistence, yet he carried on diligently to the task.

Celeste's eyes focused even harder than before, and made out that the object coming towards her was a species of the opposite gender. She thought to herself, "What creature is this that swims so briskly?" Her thoughts carried her back far, far away to the beginning of Middle Earth when she was first placed here. She recalled the beautiful creatures that dwelled here. She remembered the elves. "Is he an elf?" The thought crept into her mind, and she smiled at the accusation for secretly she loved the elves.

Celeste understood why Iluvatar would create creatures as noble, and as beautiful as these elves that were given Middle Earth as a home. Secretly she found happiness in sharing Middle Earth as a home with these elves, but in the beginning things were not well with the elves. Horrid creatures hunted elves, and that was what had kept her in solitude away from the reality. She could not deal with a negative energy that would want to harm any creature, and most certainly not an elf. For those reasons she felt fright and despair. Seeing the creature she hoped was an elf, submerged Celeste in sheer happiness and delight. She decided to swim towards him.

Legolas was not far from the girl. He noticed that she, too, was swimming towards him. They were but a few yards in distance away from the other. Then the moment came that the two of them were right in front of each other. Legolas closed his eyes, and made his way to the surface once more to breathe in the sweet salty air. His lungs pounded with relief as they gulped in the fresh atmosphere.

Celeste glancing up at him as he made his way towards the surface followed him in pursuit. Her eyes revealed her blatant curiosity as she awed at the creature who breathlessly devoured the air. Quietly she stared at him.

Legolas, after inhaling multitudes of fresh air, opened his eyes to see if the creature was real, and near. His eyes revealed to him beauty he had never encountered before. Even the Lady Galadriel was a mere smidgen of attractiveness compared to this elegant spectacle. Legolas's jaw dropped in complete awe, and found himself astonished by her beauty.

Celeste's eyes withheld a beauty he never had the privilege prior to behold. Her eyes were a bright, yet contrasted soft shade of blue. They appeared to be the vibrant color of the skies gentle caress of the clear ocean. He had never seen such a pale blue color before, and was intrigued by its beauty. The pale blue surrounded by flecks of the intensely heated orange and yellow illuminated towards the center of her eyes. The colors were so alive and magnificent they were almost blinding. Her eyes radiated a glorious duplicate of the golden sun hung in the middle of a clear blue sky. He was awestruck, and hypnotized by their quiet beauty.

Her skin was flawless and looked smooth and soft to touch. It was a rich creamy tone illuminated by her strong well-defined bone structure. Her cheeks were delicate, and their pinkish hue complemented her face elegantly. The color was soft, pale, and delicate like a fresh rose beginning to bloom on the first day of spring.

His gaze shifted down to her lips where they lingered shamelessly. He longed to caress his fingertips softly over them, but especially he ached to place his lips on hers and taste the sweetness she possessed.

Celeste studied this beautiful creature's eyes, and how he carefully eyed her. She could not help feeling intrigued herself, and marvel at this handsome specimen. Instantly she felt lost in his eyes. They were a deep brown color like the ground, but his eyes were richer. They held mystery, intrigue, and knowledge that Celeste had hidden herself from.

She inched herself a bit closer to him causing his eyes to advert from her lips to her eyes once more. He cleared his throat. Celeste's ears perked up to the sound he made.