[Annalaliath]

Annalaliath woke. (Elves don't really sleep do they; they just pretend. Or at least Anna does) She was feeling rather awkward and wondered why. Her dreams had been good ones but she still had a strange sense of foreboding. She stood up and slipped into her soft shoes. Annalaliath made her way out of her room down the stairs and out the doors. She was at the stable before she knew it. When she looked up she saw the doors of the stables. They seemed to be ajar, without thinking she slipped in and was standing by her horse.

She found herself there and she had not idea why. She just stood there looking at her steed. And thought of all the places she had been. She wondered what everyone back home in Lorien were doing, how they were. And then she thought of her father, where was he? Was he alive or dead? Had mother found him? Then a picture of him falling down the stairs and of Loth Lorien intruded and she started to laugh. She laughed till her sides hurt, the picture of herself and her father laughing at his embarrassing moment..