I am sorry I haven't updated for awhile, I've been sick. But I'm up and about again (thank god….I hate being sick!) so I can finally put this thing up =) Thanks for all the reviews!

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Chapter 3: Visitors

The next morning came and I was now packing my things. I did not own much. Only a couple of dresses and shoes a long with a pair of boots. A tunic was something I could forget about owning as a woman, although I had secretly been sowing one for myself. My father would be so ashamed if he knew.

All the sounds of people chatting happily and the sun shining on a clear blue sky, made this out to be a perfect day. Until he came along that is.

Some time after breakfast we could all se horses approach in the distance. They were coming from the west, probably Lothlórien elves. From our camp we could barely make out the great forest ruled by the Lady of the Golden Woods. Many rumors went around about that place and it intrigued me much.

I had always been fascinated by the elves. Their beauty, their knowledge and their immortality amongst other things, but to my dismay I had never had the opportunity to meet one, until now.

My father was standing on a hill with his right hand overshadowing his eyes, looking out at the horizon. I heard him sighing heavily and went up to see what was going on.

"Father, what troubles you so?! I asked, staring him straight in the eye.

He turned to look at the horizon again. He grunted, and then turned back to me.

"They are coming to warn us again." He replied.

*Why would they warn us again so soon?* Was the question racing in my mind before I voiced it.

"Again? Why would they warn us again?" I paused to look at his face for answers. I found none. "Did they not warn us a few days ago? And did you not tell them that we would leave as soon as possible?" I continued.

A look of guilt flashed over his features. He cleared his throat before speaking again. I just eyed him suspiciously.

"Well you see……" He started off.  "They did warn me awhile ago. It may be a couple of weeks ago." My father gave me a look of innocence.

"You know, Melian, I just wanted for you to be able to stay here for as long as we could. I hate to see you upset and……." He trailed off, worry in his eyes.

"I just hope that I haven't put any of us in some kind of danger." I lay a comforting hand on his shoulder. I was getting a little worried myself. I did want to see the elves, just not angry ones.

"I do not think we are in any kind of danger father. And if we are, I think the elves coming our way can help us." I gave him a reassuring smile. I could not be angry with him even if he had kept this from me. His intentions had been good.

He returned my smile, turned around and headed back to our camp. I stayed behind looking at the fast approaching elves. I could hear my father walking down the hill and felt a slight sting of pity. He had so much to think about right now, like how organize us all so we could begin our journey away before nightfall. The elves would probably not be so happy about him either.

While I stood there, watching, my mind wandered and got lost between reality and fantasy. The elves graceful movements, the warm wind slowly caressing my skin, the soothing scent of wildflowers. All my senses stimulates to my very satisfaction, caused me to drift away into my own little daydream.

I must have been standing there for awhile; feeling the freedom of imagination, because hoof beats was now drumming in my ears. I opened my eyes slowly and turned around. At first I could not see anything due to the bright light painfully hitting my eyes. Once I gained focus I gasped in awe. There before me stood the most magnificent white horse I had ever laid my eyes on. I could certainly not complain about the owner either…….

My father was calling my name and he pulled me back to ground level. I carefully made my way down to the gathering crowd below me. Elves were everywhere and I was in a great hurry to get a good look at them up-close, especially since I had been dreaming of this day my whole life.

A/N: Ok. I'm sorry this is very short, but I have been sick so I haven't had the strength to write much and I really wanted to update. I am so sorry yet again! I'll get back to my writing then. Hope you enjoy! Buh bye.