Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| Gasping Galadriel |
| Her hair was her golden flag as she ran. She put all of her effort into this, and she was successful beyond her wildest imagination. She walked the last few paces to the tree to slow her gasping, then sat and composed herself into a picture of comfort. Aikinaro crested the hill first, followed closely by Findarato with the others trailing behind. “Did you enjoy your race, brothers?” she asked Aegnor glared “You beat us, do not rub it in little sister.” Artanis stood. Though only in her thirties she was already taller than he was. “Little?” Findarato smiled indulgently. |
Notes: Aikinaro = Aegnor, Findarato = Finrod, Artanis = Galadriel In Valinor. Elves reach adulthood at fifty. |