❝A Journey To Remember❞ The Hobbit | Kili

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❝A Journey To Remember❞
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"We appear to be one Dwarf short," Gandalf's voice spoke rather boldly from where I stood by the kitchen, awaiting what was to come. I was now fully invested in who this mysterious Dwarf must've been. I listened closely to the conversation that aroused my spirits, my ears easily overhearing the commotion, my mind being on high alert.

"He is late, is all," Dwalin replied before sipping his cup of ale. "He traveled north to a meeting of our kin. He will come."

I shifted in my stance, admiring the group of lighthearted individuals. I examined their features, their unique individuality as I leaned against the wall on my left. I couldn't help but study one specific dwarf; a section of his hair pulled back by a metal clip. His laugh was infectious. His smile was captivating.

Suddenly our eyes met, my face feeling warm. I broke our connected gaze, heading towards the pantry. I poured myself a glass of wine with what was left in the now-empty bottle. I directed myself towards the front door before exiting the gathering. I hummed to myself lowly, walking down to the steps before me. I plopped myself down with a sense of ease.

It was refreshing to not smell the constant aroma of rough men and ale; in which was one of the many smells I tried my best to avoid. I gazed upon the night sky as I watched the stars dance. I often thought of my father, a sweet memory coming to mind.

"Levónalehím," my father called out to me, my hands fiddling with the grass beneath me as I admired the stars.

"Yes, Ada," I replied. I felt his presence draw closer as he sat to the left of me, admiring the magical night sky. We sat for a moment, enjoying one another's company.

"You should be resting." He looked down, placing a soft touch on my shoulder.

"I cannot," I paused, only thinking of one significant person. I missed her dearly and so did he. My father felt my pain, the pain of an absent loved one.

"Your mother was a brave woman," he exhaled before taking in a deep breath. "You have her eyes, dear one."

I felt a deep sorrow beginning to surface. "My memory of her is beginning to fade, Ada."

"As will most things." He turned his attention to the stars, watching as they burned fiercely. "That is why you must choose an eternal gift from this world to remember them by." I intensely examined the stars, understanding his concept with admiration. "Your mother's love was as numerous as the stars; her passion blazing bright."

I looked up toward my father, a soft smile forming at the corner of my mouth. I then rested my head against his shoulder, his love radiating through his warm embrace. I felt his peace.

"They're quite captivating," a familiar voice brought me back to reality. I looked up to my right to see Kili approaching. I took a sip of my wine, motioning towards the empty spot next to my figure.

"It must be getting quite boring for you in there to want to come find me," I added, breaking the silence. He grinned, now seated next to me; his eyes glued to the stars.

"Your presence is soothing."

I smiled, looking down at the crimson beverage in my grasp. "I agree." I looked to Kili with a smug grin. A gentle laugh escaped his chest as our eyes met.