Born from Stone (A Thorin Oakenshield story)

One who wants to belong

Eilin felt the swing going up. Her stomach dropped and a big smile covered her lips. The swing fell back and her beautiful red locks floated in front of her face making her giggle. She lifted her small legs up and almost reached the white clouds that were spread like snowdrops on the blue sky. It's colour reminded her of eyes she loved so much, but she didn't remember who they belonged to. Just that this colour was making her youthful heart beat harder. Was it the colour of her dad's eyes or maybe her mom's? She looked at the small farm house that was always present in her dreams. The house she had identified as her home, the one that belonged to her mom and dad who were not separated, but living together. They were there with her all the time in her dreams. Her mom inside their pretty little cosy home making some honey cakes for afternoon tea and her dad was somewhere in the forest hunting for dinner. She somehow knew that she had taken her mother's sweet and timid personality and her father's red hair and green eyes, even though she had never seen them. Even in dreams she couldn't see them, they were always two shadows standing at the door looking out at her. Her father shorter than her mom, but much wider. A strong fierce dwarf who was there to protect his family against all the enemies that were out to destroy it...and her mom...oh her mom was a tavern lady who fell in love with that dwarf. Was it just a dream that he overlooked her mom's low descent and married her? Was it just in her mind that he honoured their intimacy and remained to raise Eilin with this beautiful woman? A woman who always wanted to belong and that is why she named their daughter Eilin.

One who wants to belong...

Eilin giggled and kicked the ground fiercely in order to send her swing flying up to the clouds, needing to touch them. She knew that soon enough her parents would come to the door to call her in. She counted her swinging, one, two, three, four, waiting to see the shadows appear at the empty doorway. She didn't have to wait long, for indeed by the count of eleven she saw one shadow appearing on the doorway instead of two. She placed her small naked feet down and broke the force of her swing, raising a lot of dirt and leafs. Her eyes remained stuck on the door expecting to see the second shadow, but only one remained. What made her gasp though was the fact that it didn't remain a shadow as usual, but it was replaced by the most imposing man her young eyes had ever seen. She stopped her swing and cleared her long hair away from her face as she gazed at his azure eyes that resembled the sky so much and caused her heart to swell. The handsome man at the door crossed his arms and graced her with the most blinding smile she had ever witnessed and her soul got uplifted straight to the clouds without the help of the swing.

She run up to him. This couldn't be her daddy, he didn't have red hair, but instead they were black with silver tendrils. He didn't have green eyes, but he had seemingly borrowed the sky's gaze in order to steal her breath away. He was far taller than her father, possibly a trace taller than her mother, but a little on the short side for a man. This was a dwarf like her father, but in her eyes he looked like a giant. Who was he? When she reached him her heart was already thudding in her ears. She looked up to him and nibbled her bottom lip. "Where is my daddy mister?" she asked.

Another bright smile was painted on his lips and he came down to one knee in front of her. "He left little one."

She frowned. "My mommy?"

"She left too..." the handsome man replied quietly.

Her eyes teared up. "What am I going to do alone now?"

"You're not alone...I am here." He said and his huge palm landed on her small shoulder.

She felt a timid tremble of hope in her soul. "You are not a shadow..."