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Random memories on a bright day

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The sun is bright today. The same sun that was lighting the sky when I arrived in Imladris for the second time.

The first time was after the fall of Eregion. I arrived with so many other refugees to what was to become Imladris. I remember exactly how we came to the valley. As I remember where I saw my father for the last time, on top of one of the waterfall in Imladris.

Anyway... I've never realized how much I missed this place before I actually saw the valley again that day. I came here thinking I'd stay several days before going back on the road for Eregion.

However, my journey was far from my mind while I walked on the narrow path leading to the valley. I couldn't help but noticed how much changes there has been over the years. All the houses were fully built this time. There was no traces left of the armies who stayed there for a time during the last alliance. There was no large field of mud. The air carried no cries, no lament. No sorrow.

The valley was more beautiful than ever.

The song of the waterfall was seriously distracting me on the way down the path. The water was scintillating in the sunlight.

It was a sight of beauty and for just a moment I imagined staying here. Living here, instead of going back home.

A guilty thought that didn't live long, but so powerful was the beauty of the valley and the feeling of peace, hope and safety it gave me.

 

Days turned into weeks and into months.

 

I still want more than anything to go back to my homeland, in Eregion. And I will, soon. I am just happily living in peace for the time being, but I am already gathering supplies for my long journey to Eregion. I won't stop until I reach the great forge, where my father worked.

I can't imagine that there is anything left of my childhood home, though I'd be really surprised if the  forge has disappeared, even 3000 years later.

I hope to see the great trees once again. To walk the paths I took as a carefree child, when I was desperate to escape my teachers.

If I can see both the forge and the forests of my memory, then this journey and all the heartache it'll give me will be worth it.

But for now... Time to go back to work !!