I do not own Tolkien's Elves, though I am inclined to believe they belong to a much more universal conscious, if they didn't why would so many be able to relate to their mythology? Tolkien himself doesn't own his elves. These next (few?) chapters will contain direct references to the Valar and are taken from Tolkien's "The Silmarillion." The Creation of Arda is a beautiful story, I'd suggest at least reading that part!
Thanks for reading and special thanks to my reviewers! This is back to third person/Arianell's view for now.
I'm sorry this is short but I thought what little I had complete would be better than nothing. I am sunburnt and exhaused, my college had two events today...one was a scavenger hunt that took pretty much all afternoon.
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Legolas leaned forward and started to lift Arianell as she stirred "Sleep Meleth." he whispered as he watched her features smooth out once again. Carefully he carried her towards the chambers, her dress billowing about him like a waterfall. Her head was resting on his shoulder as he held her cavalier style. Legolas' smooth rolling gate succeeded only in transporting Arianell deeper into sleep.
Dream sequence
The light was beautiful, so soft and clean it seemed to fill the darkness and yet stay a part of it. There were no harsh lines or loud noises, the edges of everything was smoothly blurred and in the distance was the soft sounds of a waterfall, or was it singing? From where she stood Arianell could not tell.
Where did she stand?
Arianell looked about for any clue, realizing as she did so that "This is only a dream."
"Indeed" the voice was like a thousand silver bells muted under a flowing stream "It is but a dream."
Arianell looked towards the sound and saw the elleth from the ballroom "You." she wanted to say more, she wanted to ask her what she had been saying earlier, and how she was here now but all her mouth would release was "you."
"Do you know who I am Arianell Marian?" The woman's eyes sparkled though her full lips didn't move with the words.
Arianell was quite sure she didn't know and opened her mouth to say so but instead she heard her voice reply,
"Elbereth."
The woman laughed, a light clear laugh that rang like a thousand crystal stars. "Indeed, I am Varda, Lady of the Stars whom the Eldarin have named Elbereth, the bringer of Immortal light. You stand in the utmost veil of Arda, among the realm of my husband, Manwe. Eru has allowed us to bring you hence so that we may console you and offer council as to the coarse of action you are fated to take."
She came to stand by Arianell and placed her hand upon Arianell's shoulder, it was then that Arianell realized the light she had been admiring seemed to come from the woman in front of her. When Varda placed her hand upon her shoulder she could see far, through mist and darkness and over all the leagues of the sea.
"May I show you Marie?"
