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260 T.A
- Glorfindel
In the grand harbour of Mithlond, central city of Lindon in the region of Eriador, the sun shines gently while the elves are meticulously carving the final touches of a great ship that will bear twenty Ñoldor elves into the mystic lands of the Valinor, the land of the Valars in the continent of Aman also known in the legends of Men as the Undying Lands. It has been over two centuries since the defeat of Sauron the deceiver. Imladris, their elven realm ruled by Lord Elrond, has been peaceful enough that some of their kins decided to heed the calls of the sea and sail home to Valinor after witnessing and rejoicing the birth of the elfling that's been gifted to the Eldar race. Arwen Undomiel is indeed a descendant of Ëarendil. Like her grandfather, she shines like a new bright star in the lives of all the remaining Eldar in Arda, a sign of hope particularly to those who lost so much after the war.
The time is changing and Arda is now fading off it's remaining magic. The time of men is near and at last the west sea calls back it's children home whenever they are ready to go.
As much as he missed the tranquility and comfort the Valinor provides, Glorfindel knows he cannot sail yet for he is placed in Arda for a purpose. Knowing that there will be a place for them after all the hardships gave him strength and hope.
His eyes drinks the beauty of the clear blue waters as he stood on the low hill near the dock. He, with a small cavalry of Rivendel warriors travelled to the Grey Havens to escort the group of the elves that will sail west. They have been staying there for 30 days, finally Lord Cirdan the Shipwright has finished a beautiful ship after so many days of their dedicated hard work.
The said lord approached and stood beside him with kind eyes showing pride both to the beauty of his ship and the breathtaking sight of the Gulf of Lune."Our kin will be delighted to hear that they can finally sail in three days. The preparations were completed and we only need to arrange their final feast in Arda tomorrow evening." The Teleri elf informed.
"Hannon le, Lord Círdan." Glorfindel responded truly glad to hear the news. It has been, as always, a mix of emotions to those who will travel for there is no turning back now. But just as it was hard to leave family and friends behind, they also will be waiting for them on the other side of Aman.
As someone who came back from the Undying Lands, Glorfindel is just happy enough to once more defend his beloved world and equally beloved people. Eldar or Man alike. He realized it more after Lady Celebrian, Lord Elrond's wife, passed the newborn elfling in his arms. He gazed at the eyes of little Arwen. These delicate, innocent souls, were worth all the tears and blood they shed in the name of freedom and peace.
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