Fealoke Eala

by Maerwen

It was not a perfect world, the old it faded with every setting of the sun. Each day it became less bright than it had been the day before . . . They, all of them, needed to leave, like I myself had done those many years ago.

1. Chapter 1

I don't own Lord of the Rings and such. I also am aware that some of the following passages may have exact quotes or rearranged quotations, but I have no plan to reproduce and sell this, so you don't have to worry!

This story has been a collaboration of writings from 2002-NOW. You'll find very a many different age mindsets throughout this tale. I hope all of them are amusing in their own lights.

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Prologue

It began in the world of Middle-earth ages ago, the hopes and dreams of one girl, me, was sitting in the palms of my hands. Was it I who tossed those dreams aside or a will of another? For higher powers are tricky to determine when you do not know their names or their faces. This is a tale of all dreams coming true. If every dream were true, as it was for me, then there would be no more dreaming. Some would think it a fulfillment to have no other goal, but with out choice what being would we be? That is why I left. I had everything, which I didn't want. Though, it was my destiny to leave because I strived for more. I felt incomplete in a world so old and slow. I wanted fast pace nonstop. Continual chaos accompanied by organization. That is why I came into their world and had no memory of the old.

I was sent back, eventually. It was not a perfect world, the old; it faded with every setting of the sun. Each day it became less bright than it had been the day before. It was my purpose to help. How? I did not know. They, all of them, needed to leave, like I myself had done those many years ago. The Elves weren't going where I had gone. For them it would be impossible to break the boundaries of the Void. And that of Man, my other kind, for I am a half-race, needed to mark their place in the world permanently. They needed to tear down old walls to build their shining towers. I was there to accompany them in the help to set their world up just as was supposed to be. For this, Man needed to drive away evil to live in the peace that they pursued. My original Elven kin they needed to mend Middle-earth so it was just as it was in ancient days, after the defeat of Melkor. They needed to set it up like their dreams of how it would be, so forever that picture stayed internally clear in their mind. The same dream applied for me. I had to put that dream in my mind the way it should be. I went back. I was sent back. Back to Middle-earth.