# 36 Sunrise
Sighing quietly, Glorfindel took his cup of tea and walked softly onto one of the balconies that overlooked the valley below. He loved this time of day as it was so peaceful for most of the inhabitants were still inside sleeping, including the rowdy twin sons of Lord Elrond.
As the golden-haired ellon took a sip of his drink, he looked up at the sky and smiled at the sight that caused him to come out here alone and enjoy the scene: the early morning sky. The sun at this time was just starting to creep through the trees covering the valley below in a soft yellow-orange color. The birds were beginning to awaken and fly overhead singing their morning song throughout the entire vale of Imladris.
Glorfindel would often think back to the days of the First Age when he would often look out over Gondolin in the same way. The peace and beauty which would overlook Imladris were very similar to that of Gondolin. Perhaps this was the real reason Glorfindel came out here. Maybe it was not to get away from certain elflings; maybe it was because it brought back such glorious memories of days long gone.
As he continued watching the sunrise all thoughts of his tea long forgotten he did not realize behind him stood the Lord of Imladris looking at his longtime friend with a soft but slightly sad smile on his face. He knew the reason he sought to come out here in this same spot every morning since his arrival to Imladris, and Elrond made it an unwritten rule no one was to bother Glorfindel or come out on this balcony until he had finished. Glorfindel did not know Elrond was aware of his ritual and perhaps it was for the best. The Half-elf made his way back quietly to his study while he left the once mighty warrior in peace to continue watching the sunrise.