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Back to Lorien
Along the river, the two travelers were met by corsair men. They hastily took the letter and led Brier and Agador to their home. Brier was interested in the men's way of life and was sad to leave at last, but Agador packed with all speed once she grasped the strange letter from the king of the ships. "Do not read it, child, or Galadriel's wrath will be terrible indeed." He said to her, and she was all too happy to obey.
"Do we have to leave? It's so peaceful and beautiful on the coast." Brier pleaded. The two had already fought over this many times, and each time Agador replied:
"We have to leave. I call the sea my home as well, but we are on a guest and it must be completed." Brier gave in and they began their dark journey north.
The whole way was plagued with nightmares and shadows that stalked the two as they walked, but the darkness passed as the two drew nearer to Lorien. At last, and after many dreary miles, they came to the golden trees. The letter was given as well as many thanks, and Agador wondered if Haldir had returned.
She walked lazily under the leaves and gazed at the sights surrounding her. There were green draperies hanging over a branch of the most beautiful design Agador had ever seen. She visited an arrow-maker who traded her an entire quiver for news of her home town, and he seemed very interested in Cirwen. Agador asked him his name, and he replied "Giritholion. Cirwen is my sister. Please give this to her." He handed
Agador a folded cloth with two stars stitched into the fabric. "She'll understand." Agador nodded and took a few steps after bidding Girtholion farewell, but she turned and asked "Has Haldir returned from the hunt?"
Girltholion looked up and smiled. "I believe he has entered the city recently. You may find him in one of the trees, or practicing with his bow. That way." Girtholion pointed a slender finger to Agador's left.
"Many thanks." Agador smiled and raced in the direction Girtholion had motioned toward. She looked up and around, holding her skirts in her hands, not noticing the tall man in front of her before it was too late.
"Slow down, child!" the man chided. His voice was light and clear, and Agador smiled.
"Excuse me, sir. I was in such a rush that..." she stopped. The man was laughing and he laid a heavy hand on Agador's shoulder.
"It's quite alright, little one. What is it that you seek?"
"A boy named Haldir. He was a friend of mine not so long ago, but it seems forever since we've talked. Do you know where he is?" Agador sounded like a child to herself, but she ignored that and looked up at the man with eager eyes.
"Why, yes I do. Come along, child, I'll bring you to him." The elf smiled and took Agador by the hand.
Even though Agador was in her twenties and quite grown, the man treated her like a child.
"I guess I'm young to him." Agador thought, but paid little attention to it, for she would soon see Haldir, and her heart was filled with joy.
"My name is Celebfalath. I am a hunter for the lady Galdriel, if you were wondering. The wild beasts are growing slim, and my work is cut short. Have you seen any beasts near your home?" the man asked.
Agador grimaced, remembering the attack on her and Brier, and answered "Yes. Once I have seen one, and it put up quite a fight."
"A fight!" Celefalath exclaimed. "A child like you fought a beast? What men live in that village?" he asked.
"No man except Brier was around, for we were miles from the village, and without horse to flee."
"I see." Said Celebfalath. "But it seems you came out the victor, and you have great respect and interest on my part. Tell me if you will, how did you slay the beast?"
Agador told him the tale, and relished in doing so. Celebfalath laughed at the recognizable exaggerations, and smiled at Agador's telling.
"You have a gift for the spread of lore, little one." He said when she was through. "I hope you use that gift wisely."
Celebfalath stopped below an enormous silver tree. He cocked his head up and whistled. Another whistle was heard almost immediately and Agador heard a rustling before she saw two feet appear beneath the leaves.
Suddenly her eyes brightened and Agador said "Haldir?"
Back to Lorien
Along the river, the two travelers were met by corsair men. They hastily took the letter and led Brier and Agador to their home. Brier was interested in the men's way of life and was sad to leave at last, but Agador packed with all speed once she grasped the strange letter from the king of the ships. "Do not read it, child, or Galadriel's wrath will be terrible indeed." He said to her, and she was all too happy to obey.
"Do we have to leave? It's so peaceful and beautiful on the coast." Brier pleaded. The two had already fought over this many times, and each time Agador replied:
"We have to leave. I call the sea my home as well, but we are on a guest and it must be completed." Brier gave in and they began their dark journey north.
The whole way was plagued with nightmares and shadows that stalked the two as they walked, but the darkness passed as the two drew nearer to Lorien. At last, and after many dreary miles, they came to the golden trees. The letter was given as well as many thanks, and Agador wondered if Haldir had returned.
She walked lazily under the leaves and gazed at the sights surrounding her. There were green draperies hanging over a branch of the most beautiful design Agador had ever seen. She visited an arrow-maker who traded her an entire quiver for news of her home town, and he seemed very interested in Cirwen. Agador asked him his name, and he replied "Giritholion. Cirwen is my sister. Please give this to her." He handed
Agador a folded cloth with two stars stitched into the fabric. "She'll understand." Agador nodded and took a few steps after bidding Girtholion farewell, but she turned and asked "Has Haldir returned from the hunt?"
Girltholion looked up and smiled. "I believe he has entered the city recently. You may find him in one of the trees, or practicing with his bow. That way." Girtholion pointed a slender finger to Agador's left.
"Many thanks." Agador smiled and raced in the direction Girtholion had motioned toward. She looked up and around, holding her skirts in her hands, not noticing the tall man in front of her before it was too late.
"Slow down, child!" the man chided. His voice was light and clear, and Agador smiled.
"Excuse me, sir. I was in such a rush that..." she stopped. The man was laughing and he laid a heavy hand on Agador's shoulder.
"It's quite alright, little one. What is it that you seek?"
"A boy named Haldir. He was a friend of mine not so long ago, but it seems forever since we've talked. Do you know where he is?" Agador sounded like a child to herself, but she ignored that and looked up at the man with eager eyes.
"Why, yes I do. Come along, child, I'll bring you to him." The elf smiled and took Agador by the hand.
Even though Agador was in her twenties and quite grown, the man treated her like a child.
"I guess I'm young to him." Agador thought, but paid little attention to it, for she would soon see Haldir, and her heart was filled with joy.
"My name is Celebfalath. I am a hunter for the lady Galdriel, if you were wondering. The wild beasts are growing slim, and my work is cut short. Have you seen any beasts near your home?" the man asked.
Agador grimaced, remembering the attack on her and Brier, and answered "Yes. Once I have seen one, and it put up quite a fight."
"A fight!" Celefalath exclaimed. "A child like you fought a beast? What men live in that village?" he asked.
"No man except Brier was around, for we were miles from the village, and without horse to flee."
"I see." Said Celebfalath. "But it seems you came out the victor, and you have great respect and interest on my part. Tell me if you will, how did you slay the beast?"
Agador told him the tale, and relished in doing so. Celebfalath laughed at the recognizable exaggerations, and smiled at Agador's telling.
"You have a gift for the spread of lore, little one." He said when she was through. "I hope you use that gift wisely."
Celebfalath stopped below an enormous silver tree. He cocked his head up and whistled. Another whistle was heard almost immediately and Agador heard a rustling before she saw two feet appear beneath the leaves.
Suddenly her eyes brightened and Agador said "Haldir?"
