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Note: I will add this to Chapter 1 on my next posting. The real story starts in the next posting.

It was not that Aulë did not notice what his wife was up to; well it took a while to catch on, but really, he honestly couldn't care for Yavanna's mischief. His work and children were more important than whatever non-sense she was up to. Yes, bending, molding, and folding his precious metals and polishing his glittering jewels was much more rewarding than his wife's nagging.

While Aulë was annoyed at her mucking around his work place, she hadn't done any damage, which was saying something considering Yavanna's green-sprouting fingers. Everything turned disgustingly flowery and green when she touched it.

He briefly cringed, thinking about the likely consequences to his early inattentiveness. Some of his Khazâd were going to have an interesting life.

Eru was not impressed with his son and daughter. His children, they maybe, but grown children did not act like miscreants throwing tantrums. This was the last time he'd allow them to create anything more than a flower or vein of (fool's gold). Everyone will suffer for Aulë's and Yavanna's foully.

He would to talk to the other siblings to ease the Holbytlan and Khazâd pain, and deny Aulë and Yavanna their most prized children; at least until there was at least some regular Holbytlan and Khazâds around. It would not do for the species to die before they'd even begun to live. For now he had to talk to his wayward children.

"Find a place for your Khazâds, Aulë, but I will not give your Seven life until they have a population to rule over. Nor will their heart beat until my first-born has found a home in the West. Chose your decisions wisely son of mine, for this is the last chance at creating life you have."

"Yavanna, for your kind and gentle natured Holbytlan, they will be the first to see the western sky, and freely inhabit the land. Your forethought in creating your children has insured that all our children will have a home to live in. Your Holbytlan will always care for others before themselves and Middle Earth will have need of them, more than anyone will know."

So they went forth, seeking the perfect spots for their children. Aulë choose three mountain ranges and carved his seven Sons from the very stone in the caverns below. They waited the time of their wakening, gemstones gentle pulsing a sleepy slumber in stone bodies, Aulë gave his blessings to the first of his children. One day his children will have kings to rule over them. Then he created the beginning's of his sons people, the last children he could freely create, those who would begin the ground work of mighty kingdoms set deep in stone. After this, Eru had forbidden any interference with his children. The Kzad had to find their own way in the world now, but not before Aule told them one last secret piece of knowledge.

Yavanna, wishing only a small place for herself and her children to claim their own chose a hidden valley west of the largest mountain range in Middle Earth, a place where few would visit. It was there she place the seeds that would one day bear all her children. There she hid her not-secret, but wishing her children to always have a way to prosper she gave her special two last gifts, known only to herself and her children.

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The Real Tale Starts After This!

For anyone curious, Chapter updates will be once a month, at least. If I find time for more I'll post them as they come to me. So, expect a real chapter on the 15th of June, if not earlier.

I only have a vague long-term plot in my head. So, it will be a little choppy and jumpy, with many plot-holes. Hopefully, everything thrown out here will have a storyline, maybe. Writing is definitely not my strong point.

I plan on a 2 1/2 long and twisted stories before arriving at "Bilbo's Story". There's this one (The Holbytlan's Tale), which is what I'm more or less dubbing the 1st Age. There's the 2nd Age, which hasn't been started, and is the crux of when they go into hiding. Then there's the 3rd age, (The Silent Ones), which is Bilbo's "The Hobbit" tale. There are also side-stories in (The Khazâds), about the humorous ignorance of our favorite Dwarrows. It's going to be a long and dreary process to how the hobbits end up the way they do, but hopefully fun to read and write.

I'm trying to keep from imitating Tolkien's stories, so I have not read the Silmarilion. Everything is based on what I find on the Net. Once I'm done writing these, I'll read the Silmarillion to see how my awkward attempt compares. So, my dear Readers, don't tell me any spoilers!