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"What do you think will happen to me, sister?" Hithaeron, my younger brother asked. "Do you think I will have to watch the Anduin, just like father?" Hithaeron asked eagerly.
"I'm not sure, Hithaeron." I replied nonchalantly as we swam beside each other in a clear and straight line, with our group of mermaids. "Since you are still young in the eyes of our elders, I doubt you will be in the Anduin."
"But sister, I am a great fighter!" Hithaeron pouted.
"I know you are, brother." I glanced over at him, "But you will most likely be under my supervision." I did not complain to my brother about the fact I was a much more skilled fighter, and yet I was not fighting beside my father.
"How is that fair?"Hithaeron asked.
"Hithaeron, I do not make the rules, I follow them. You should too if you hope to become the leader of our group in the future." I felt my eyebrow twitch in irritation as I looked around the crystal clear waters of the Celebrant. I felt as if I was exposed in these waters, there was not enough depth to hide in. We were also pretty easy to see, the scales on our tails (Hey, that rhymes) reflecting the light even under the water. Shimmering as we passed by. Through the clear waters, I could see mellyrn, white barked trees, with golden leaves. They were beautiful, something I had never been able to witness before. I felt my mouth fall open slightly, the water moving over the surface blurred the image, but the colors were still bold as ever.
In that moment I knew, only elves could contain such beauty. Of all the human lands I had looked at from afar, they may have had large cities or amazing statues. For some reason though, they all paled in comparison to these beautiful, uncommon trees. I was entranced. Well, I was, until Hithaeron began speaking again.
"Sister, why are the trees golden?"Hithaeron asked another random question.
"How am I supposed to know?" I arched an eyebrow at him, "That is probably a better suited question for the elves, when we arrive."
"What if the elves don't understand me?" Hithaeron asked again.
I sighed, "Hithaeron, why don't you worry about it when it happens?"
"I was just wondering." Hithaeron stated, looking around again, as fish swam along beside us.
I watched him for a moment before looking back towards the front of our group again. Father, at the front of the line had stopped, in shallow water. All I could see was his light blue tail, I knew he was looking up and out of the water. I watched, his hand made a sudden gesturing motion. A safe sign, he was telling us to show ourselves. I nearly sighed in relief to know the elves were being welcoming. Hithaeron and I rose out of the water and joined father's sides, slightly behind him. The similarities that proved we were related were obvious. My brother and I shared a radiant blonde color of hair, even though our father had dark brown hair. We all shared the same, brown eyes. My eye shape, was slightly different. Nonetheless, the similarities were obvious.
I looked upon the shore, to see the same Mellyrn trees planted every where. There was a beautifully built bridge over the water, where a few elves watched from afar. I looked around, raising to a slightly taller height, my curiosity suddenly peaked. Sunlight filtered through the trees, tracing patterns of golden warmth across the land. Finally my eyes took in much more greater and important details, the elves. I was surprised to find many of the elves had a light blonde up to a silvery hue of hair. I did not see any big varieties like we had in our group. Our hair color range was more extended, red, blonde, brown, or black. The elves here seemed to blend in with the environment, with their fair-colored hair.
Another thing I noticed, was they all seemed to be particularly beautiful. It was as if they had natural beauty, another thing I had never witnessed in a human. Many humans had to use some kind of marker or ink, to look pretty. A naturally beautiful woman was rare.
Yes, mermaids are pretty, very pretty. Our beauty though, is more dark, seductive. We use beauty as an advantage, to lure in enemies and predators. These elves are different, of a more light, glowing beauty. No effort seems to be put forth, but like mermaids, some of these elves have more beauty than others. I noticed this with the female elf, that father was talking to. She wore a white dress that flowed to the ground, from here, I could tell she was tall. Another quality amongst elves. She had long, wavy, golden hair that fell to her waist. Her blue eyes were filled with wisdom that could only come from many years.
Beside her, stood a taller elf, with straight silver hair and dark brown eyes. He too, was very old and wise. He also, wore a brilliant white, and held the she-elf's hand. Immeaditly I knew they were husband and wife.
On the other side of the female elf, was another tall male elf. He was different though, with silvery-blonde hair. His silver eyes were penetrating and analyzing. He held himself with pride, and wore gray clothing, that blended in with his surroundings. At his side, a sword was attached, and a bow with arrows on his back. He was very tall as well, and in my opinion was very handsome. I was shocked slightly when his gaze met mine, and his eyes narrowed quickly. I felt the urge to glare back, but instead I looked away to meet the same wise, blue eyes. Eyes that seemed to be full of knowledge.
"I see you have noticed my Marchwarden." A voice suddenly spoke softly into my mind, I knew who it came from. The blonde she-elf, but she had not opened her mouth to say anything. "Do not worry, daughter of Gaeralagos. I am a friend of both your mother and your father. I have waited a long time to meet you. My name is Lady Galadriel."
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