Disclaimer: we own all the new characters, but nothing else.
Important note: Eldars are superior elves, and in the story the Leagallow family does not belong to this race. That's why in the prologue, the character Inwë refers to them. I'm sorry if the story is not developing, but slowly I'll start revealing some more mysteries…
Chapter 4- Missing...
The day to make a decision had finally come, blessed with a warm sun and a refreshing breeze. And such was a irony for it was time for sad goodbyes and crystal tears.
The not so small Leagallow family was reunited in the Grey Havens, a magnificent ship behind them with his white sails already prepared to feel the wind.
"My sweet children, please, come with us!" a bellow the waist red haired elleth begged, her brown eyes turning to her three daughters. "My heart will not bear it if you stay behind. I cannot leave you behind."
"Mother" a blonde haired elleth started as she stepped forward, tears dwelling in her brown eyes "We cannot go; we have our dreams… our hopes, and we would never forgive ourselves if we left now. Especially without achieving our wishes."
"At least let us take Léssien" the red haired elleth begged again, staring at her younger daughter, whose face was hidden behind a forest-green skirt, her tiny shoulders shaking "She cannot stay here."
"Mother, you know she cannot go" a black haired elleth, the oldest of the three girls, replied in a sad tone of voice. "You know she would never survive at the trip."
"I just hope" a brown haired elf started, his deep blue eyes going from one of his daughters to another "We can meet again soon."
"Mama!" the youngest elleth shouted, letting go of her older sister's waist, and ran to her mother, both now crying and hugging each other to death. "Mama, don't go!"
"My baby" the red haired elleth whispered running a hand down her daughter's hair, which was identical to hers. "My beautiful baby girl, I want you to be strong. Promise me you'll do everything Inwë and Eowáthiel told you to."
"Mama, papa, don't go!" Léssien begged through tears, still hugging her mother tightly, while her father bent on his knees and wrapped his strong arms around his youngest daughter.
As she watched her parents hugging the little red haired elleth, crying and whispering promises they didn't know if they would be able to keep, Eowáthiel raised a hand and whipped the tears that had managed to escape from her bloodshot eyes.
Beside her, Inwë watched the parting of her family taking place with a tearful frown on her face, but no tears fell down from her emerald green eyes.
Slowly, Léssien let her mother go and allowed Inwë to pull her into a hug, tears dwelling on her blue eyes…
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"Léssien…" Eowáthiel called out, her right hand touching the young elleth's shoulder.
Shaking, Léssien turned to look at her sister, her eyes shining with the tears she had been crying at the sad memory she recently had.
"What's wrong, Léssi? Why have you been crying?" the blonde haired elleth asked, whipping the salty tears from her sister's face with the sleeve of her pale blue dress.
The young elleth's answer took a while to come. Léssien was sobbing and the words seemed to be struggling to come out of her throat.
"I was…remembering when mum and dad had to leave, Eowá" she started "I miss them so bad, and all I want was to have them with us. I hate myself so much!" the blue eyed elleth said, hugging Eowáthiel hardly.
"Don't say that! Why would you hate yourself? You're such a wonderful being: beautiful, gentle, caring for the ones around you. Could every soul in Middle-Earth be like you, and what a peaceful life everybody would have" Eowáthiel quickly replied, shocked by her sister's affirmation.
"If I didn't have this stupid disease for which is no cure as far as we know, I could have gone with them. Of course I'd miss you and Inwë then; but at least I'd be waiting for you in Valinor" she said, her eyes searching the horizon for a vision that was out of her reach.
Eowáthiel thought for a moment, her mind recalling the distant day of her parents leaving, in the Grey Havens. The sound of the sea was one of the most beautiful things she had ever heard, despite the unfortunate reasons of that trip.
"My sweet Léssien" she started saying, her voice trembling with the melancholic memory "It's not your fault. Sometimes, life plays tricks on us, to test our strength. What seems bad now, may have a good ending in the future; do not despair, you're not alone."
Holding their hands, the two elleth remained outside admiring the simple beauty of the forest, while inside a country house two male elves were staring at each other in a rather challenging way.
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Inwë was slowly walking in a dirty path, leading to her house. She had no hurry to return to a place where only tension seemed to spring, and her tired body seemed to be taking its time to restore the energy she had spent.
The silent dispute between Milanil and Legolas was annoying her deeply, allied to the fact that Eowáthiel ignored or seemed to ignore that the two elves were measuring their strengths.
When the house roof was already seen above the trees tops, Inwë take a seat in one big rock by the side of the path. Lately, all she wanted was to be alone, although her mind was always with Léssien.
However, she had other things on her mind; things she was always fighting to hide. Painful memories of her past; memories of a red-haired someone she didn't see for quite a long time.
That day was still clear on her mind… a forest green cloak, a red hair and a brown horse, flooded her already full mind. "I must be strong. In the middle of this chaos, I must keep my head in place; I must not fail now…" the black haired elleth realized, her emerald green eyes turning to the house roof.
And once again, she buried her own memories, putting a fake expression of serenity in her face, and walked a few steps only to find her younger sisters sitting by the house entrance.
"What have we got here, a conspiracy?" Inwë joked, mentally hoping that nothing else had happened. "If I have to deal with anymore problems, I'll explode."
To be continued…