It was the day when fire started and Eregion burned. Though barely in step, she could still remember the scenes of violence and slaughter, of vile creatures hurling boulders, the uncountable deaths, and the fire. The building crumbling, the smoke, ash and dust.

Drawn from the ruins by one of kin whose name long since forgotten she was saved. And unto her grief-stricken family she appeared and wrested them from darkness as a glimmer of light.For they had naught heard of her and feared but the worst.

She was there as Imladris rose in the valley, as it weathered any siege, and that day when in a united move the Free folk of Middle-Earth banded together to vanquish evil, she remained, hoping ever for her family's return, and return they did, In triumph, though shaded by loss and much hardship. Wearily, her family sailed, then her friends, and then those whom she barely knew. She chose to stay for her own reasons, to find her path on one which even the stars with-held like out of secrecy.