****Blue Mountains/Shire****
Serin felt amazed as he gazed down into the valley of Rivendell. Never in his wildest dreams could he have imagined what the place really looked like. He gazed at the exquisite carvings, the trees, and the beauty everywhere. No doubt the Elves were equal to the dwarves in terms of making things, yet most dwarves refused to acknowledge this. He repeated his sentiments out loud, and was echoed by the hobbits.
Mikhelm, however, stood there expressionless. Upon hearing Serin, his face changed into an expression of disgust, and he strode further down the hill, paying no heed to his surroundings.
He paused however, when the Elves appeared, coming up to meet them. The younger hobbits jaws dropped, seeing the elves so much taller, so beautiful and yet so old.
The hobbits, Serin and Theron moved forward to meet them.
[ October 16, 2002: Message edited by: *Varda* ]
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