By the age of 25, I started to get fed up of my forlorn life. Leaving upon
the Edge of the Shire, I could see far beyond Hobbiton, by sitting on a
tall tree. As a young girl, I had always dreamed of going those far places,
in search of a new life, with many friends who accept me as I am. I had
always pictured of me picking up my skirt, getting my cloak and hitching up
a horse and galloping out towards unknown land.
Getting bored, I decided that I was old enough to achieve that dream and move on with my life.
"Father, Mother. I have an important matter to discuss with you." I started confident with my decision. Understanding the seriousness of the matter as the tone of my voice was stiff, they sat down near the fire place attentive. "Go on child, what is it?" My mother softly persuaded me to go on. A worried look was plastered on her face, as the last time something serious was bought up, was when I found out why I was different. "I wish to travel far and wide, too long have I stayed here and wasted my life alone. I do not belong anywhere; shops, pubs and playgrounds still close their doors on my face. I want to see the land far beyond, to see if I can belong somewhere. for this I need you permission. Please understand my needs and my reason for my actions." I finished softly. I waited for all the words to sink in. I viewed my parents anxiously. My mother and father were staring into the fire deep in thought. Finally father broke the silence and stood up and hugged me. His head reached my neck, though his embrace tight. Letting go, I noticed tears in his eyes. Wiping them away he smiled at me affectionately.
"Look at her, all grown up. my wonderful daughter. of course you can go." He said between sobs. "Avaryen. why?... will you come back?" my mother said. her eyes were hollow, tears did not pour down her face, she was an elf. and tears would only come in loss. loss of a life. "I will come back mother. do not worry." I shall bring you back many things, and you too father. I am not leaving forever. Do not worry." I said re assuring them. "Do I have the right to know when you might be leaving?" Father said softly, now holding onto mother's hand. "Tomorrow, father. after a lovely breakfast made by mother." I said, making it seem all positive. Smiling at the remark, mother came over and hugged me to. She whispered to me in Elvish, words of comfort and grace. She let go and turned around. "While you're here Avaryen, you must finish you chores." She said disappearing into her and father's bedroom. I smiled at my mother, strong she was; in heart and soul she gave me strength and my father gave me happiness. Walking and skipping at the same time, I went outside to finish drying the clothes and trimming the grass. I waited tomorrow with anxiety.
Getting bored, I decided that I was old enough to achieve that dream and move on with my life.
"Father, Mother. I have an important matter to discuss with you." I started confident with my decision. Understanding the seriousness of the matter as the tone of my voice was stiff, they sat down near the fire place attentive. "Go on child, what is it?" My mother softly persuaded me to go on. A worried look was plastered on her face, as the last time something serious was bought up, was when I found out why I was different. "I wish to travel far and wide, too long have I stayed here and wasted my life alone. I do not belong anywhere; shops, pubs and playgrounds still close their doors on my face. I want to see the land far beyond, to see if I can belong somewhere. for this I need you permission. Please understand my needs and my reason for my actions." I finished softly. I waited for all the words to sink in. I viewed my parents anxiously. My mother and father were staring into the fire deep in thought. Finally father broke the silence and stood up and hugged me. His head reached my neck, though his embrace tight. Letting go, I noticed tears in his eyes. Wiping them away he smiled at me affectionately.
"Look at her, all grown up. my wonderful daughter. of course you can go." He said between sobs. "Avaryen. why?... will you come back?" my mother said. her eyes were hollow, tears did not pour down her face, she was an elf. and tears would only come in loss. loss of a life. "I will come back mother. do not worry." I shall bring you back many things, and you too father. I am not leaving forever. Do not worry." I said re assuring them. "Do I have the right to know when you might be leaving?" Father said softly, now holding onto mother's hand. "Tomorrow, father. after a lovely breakfast made by mother." I said, making it seem all positive. Smiling at the remark, mother came over and hugged me to. She whispered to me in Elvish, words of comfort and grace. She let go and turned around. "While you're here Avaryen, you must finish you chores." She said disappearing into her and father's bedroom. I smiled at my mother, strong she was; in heart and soul she gave me strength and my father gave me happiness. Walking and skipping at the same time, I went outside to finish drying the clothes and trimming the grass. I waited tomorrow with anxiety.