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***Mithadan*** · 11-12-2002, 11:24 AM

The morning sun filtered through the porthole of the cabin, waking Mithadan. He rose quietly and, after rearranging the covers over Piosenniel, dressed and proceeded to the galley. After a quick breakfast, he climbed to the deck and stood by the rail looking out at Tol Meneltarma. Soon, a familiar wave would rise from the sea and Ulmo would come to speak with the Halflings about choices. Then the Lonely Star would leave this island behind forever and would pass back into the East to complete its voyage. And then...what?

He turned at the sound of a footstep behind him. Piosenniel joined him at the rail, for once well rested and well fed. The slightest hint of a bulge in her stomach heralded the new life growing there.

"It is beautiful is it not?" said the Elf quietly as she gestured to the island. "Idril is correct. It seems like a bit of Tol Eressea has come to the East to serve as a garden for the Hobbrim. Would that I could dwell here as well."

Mithadan looked long upon the peak of what had been a mighty mountain. "It is lovely," he answered. "But it is not our place. Nor could it be a home for our children without companions of their own kind. Our place lies elsewhere."

She turned to him with brows slightly furrowed. "But where is our place?" she asked. "Where shall our home be? This has troubled me, for though Gondor is fair, I would not be a housewife there until the end of my days. My heart will ever yearn to roam, but we must give some thought to our children as well."

He smiled and, reaching out, wiped the lines from her brows. "That is well," he said. "For you have cleaved to a mariner and like you I am doomed to wander as well. We shall go to Lond Lefnui to see my brothers and their families for they would wish to meet you and celebrate our happiness. Then perhaps to Minas Anor to report to the King. But then, we shall go where you wish for the birth of our children, whether it be Imladris, Lindon or perhaps even Ithilien where many Elves now dwell. That choice shall be yours, save that I would not wish to leave the sea behind forever."

He placed an arm on her shoulder and the two watched the seabirds wheel and frolic over the nearby shore.

11-12-2002, 11:24 AM	#390
*Mithadan* Spirit of Mist Join Date: Jul 2000 Location: Tol Eressea Posts: 3,394	The morning sun filtered through the porthole of the cabin, waking Mithadan. He rose quietly and, after rearranging the covers over Piosenniel, dressed and proceeded to the galley. After a quick breakfast, he climbed to the deck and stood by the rail looking out at Tol Meneltarma. Soon, a familiar wave would rise from the sea and Ulmo would come to speak with the Halflings about choices. Then the Lonely Star would leave this island behind forever and would pass back into the East to complete its voyage. And then...what? He turned at the sound of a footstep behind him. Piosenniel joined him at the rail, for once well rested and well fed. The slightest hint of a bulge in her stomach heralded the new life growing there. "It is beautiful is it not?" said the Elf quietly as she gestured to the island. "Idril is correct. It seems like a bit of Tol Eressea has come to the East to serve as a garden for the Hobbrim. Would that I could dwell here as well." Mithadan looked long upon the peak of what had been a mighty mountain. "It is lovely," he answered. "But it is not our place. Nor could it be a home for our children without companions of their own kind. Our place lies elsewhere." She turned to him with brows slightly furrowed. "But where is our place?" she asked. "Where shall our home be? This has troubled me, for though Gondor is fair, I would not be a housewife there until the end of my days. My heart will ever yearn to roam, but we must give some thought to our children as well." He smiled and, reaching out, wiped the lines from her brows. "That is well," he said. "For you have cleaved to a mariner and like you I am doomed to wander as well. We shall go to Lond Lefnui to see my brothers and their families for they would wish to meet you and celebrate our happiness. Then perhaps to Minas Anor to report to the King. But then, we shall go where you wish for the birth of our children, whether it be Imladris, Lindon or perhaps even Ithilien where many Elves now dwell. That choice shall be yours, save that I would not wish to leave the sea behind forever." He placed an arm on her shoulder and the two watched the seabirds wheel and frolic over the nearby shore. __________________ Beleriand, Beleriand, the borders of the Elven-land.