By the year 500 of the Second Age of The Sun Mithlond was a thriving and prosperous sea port despite rumors of evil stirring in the East. In the ship-building yards of Lindon great vessels were designed and built. Although the memories of Valinor were still vivid in my mind, I had fully adapted to my new life in Middle-earth. I would spend my days working at the ship-yard, and my evenings down the water front in the company of friends.
The time since my arrival in Lindon was very pleasant. On free days I would sail to Harlond, a small haven about 150 miles south-west of Mithlond, and it was here that I first met Nengelon - on a rainy autumn day, I sailed into the bay after a storm. By the cliffs facing the sea I noticed the wreckage of a fishing boat , laying mortally wounded against rocks.
A lonely mariner was desperately trying to salvage items from it, fighting against the waves. Fëa Alquarámë was not easy to control so close to the shores, but despite that I came as close as I could , then with my ship securely anchored, I lowered my small raft. The mariner was rugged and tired but with my help managed to salvage most of his possessions : nautical charts, a bag of tools, and personal items from the wreckage before one last wave carried the condemned ship away.
We sat facing at each other in the small raft on our way back to Fëa Alquarámë. He looked wary and sad by the loss of his boat. The wreckage of that vessel turned out into something very important, a real friendship. Nengelon Cairon Luinor was his name, but I would call him Nen Lalaith, water of laughter. We became brothers, for he never understood or learn about my feminine nature , and I never wanted to reveal it - I became Alquaminë, sworn brother and fellow mariner of Nengelon Cairon Luinor of Harlond.
Over the years I would often share adventures with Nengelon - eventually we managed to rebuild his boat and he would often accompany me and Fëa Alquarámë. It was a really nice change to me, feeling I had someone with whom to share. Never once I looked upon Nen as more than just a brother. My mother would have disapproved, and yet despite the passing of time, I could not bring myself to the idea of settling down and having my own family - my love for the sea and desire for adventure were too great.
