[The Lord of the Rings The Hobbit] Ruby

Ellena, like most elves, is better at using bows and arrows, so she didn't have any idea about those sophisticated ancient weapons, but just curiously looked at these weapons that can still make people feel sharp even if they are covered with dust. Works of art are like looking at those old antiques in a museum.She squatted on the ground and carefully rummaged through them. Suddenly, a sword caught her attention.

It is not an enemy fencing sword or a beast-biting sword, nor does it have the beautiful scabbard and hilt inlaid with precious stones that those two swords have, but it looks older, Ellena couldn't help picking it up, gently Gently wipe off the dust on the blade, and the sword that has seen the sun is shining with cold light, like stars in the cold night, and also like the fearless determination of ancient warriors in the face of evil.

This must be a weapon with countless past glory and legendary stories. Ellena caressed the runes engraved on the sword. Perhaps because of the long time, these runes have been blurred, and only the initials can be seen clearly. 'R'.

"Errina, don't be embarrassed," Gandalf's voice sounded, and the others followed and looked at Errina, "If you hadn't held these trolls back, these reckless brats would probably be ashamed of their bones. There are no more left. Just take it if you like it, this is the reward you deserve."

Only then did Ellena come to her senses. It turned out that everyone had finished choosing their weapons. Even Bilbo was holding a small knife with a leather sheath, and she was the only one who stared blankly at the sword in her hand.She put away the sword in her hand with some embarrassment, carefully pinned it on her belt, and explained: "I feel the breath of blood relatives on this sword, and I want to show it to my father."

There was some surprise in Gandalf's eyes. He was not good at identifying weapons. Out of some considerations, or simply to explore, he asked Elena to look at these weapons again.

Ellena looked at these weapons carefully. It was obvious that they were not made by trolls, nor were they humans or half-orcs. She stared at the beautiful and complicated runes, and said with some hesitation: "This is like Gondolin. The weapon is made by the western high elves to fight against half-orcs, I don't know the specifics, I need to ask my father."

Gandalf also looked carefully at the runes on the sword, nodded and said: "Then it is probably."

Sorin seemed to be a little curious about the origins of these weapons. You must know that dwarves are also very good at these delicate skills, but he probably didn't feel very embarrassed to ask Ellena.

Except for the sword, Ellena distributed one-fifteenth of the gold very calmly. Although others, especially Gandalf, were very puzzled about what use Ellena could do with the gold, Ellena thought After a while, he said solemnly: "I think it's shiny and beautiful."

This reason immediately reminded the dwarves of the evil dragon, and their expressions became even weirder.

Could it be that Elena is possessed by a dragon?This is of course impossible, but Gandalf expressed slight concerns about Ellena's future, this hobby, will she live with the dwarves in the future?

In fact, Ellena just felt that she didn't have any money with her when she went out, so she was really uneasy.

Unexpectedly, bread, cheese, a large bucket of ale, and even ham were found in the stinky cave, so the people who had not rested all night sat down and happily shared the rare food during the journey in the embers of the campfire. Eat and drink, and it looks like a nice picnic.After eating, everyone fell asleep again, and slept until the sun slanted to the west. After disposing of the heavy treasure that could not be taken away, the group continued to walk eastward.

When Gandalf left alone to inquire about the news, he met two elves from Rivendell. In addition to telling Gandalf about the ogre, they also brought the news of Ellena's disappearance. After arriving at her and returning to Rivendell with her, the two Elrond's people almost sang for joy, and Lord Elrond almost came to find his daughter who had secretly left home and had no news.

Ellena felt a sense of guilt and guilt for no reason. Elrond was not only a great leader and warrior, but also a loving father. Running away from home without saying goodbye was obviously not something a qualified father could tolerate. When she thought of the interrogation and admonition she might receive after returning to Rivendell, Elena couldn't help feeling her scalp tingle.

After a full meal, they walked for three days in the wind and camp. Everyone had little smiles on their faces, and the food they scavenged from trolls began to decrease. Fortunately, there was a fairly good bow and arrow in the team. Hands and a group of dwarves with rich experience in wild life filled everyone's stomachs with tender and delicious roasted rabbit meat and grilled fish. Once the dwarves even caught a wild boar back. The bones were boiled into a snow-white soup. The grilled skin is crispy, and with some wild plants as seasoning, it is really delicious.

One morning, they crossed a fairly wide river, which was one of the sources of the Roaring River and the Gray Flooding River. Ellena looked to the east, and the shadow of a majestic mountain had already appeared in front of her eyes, even though it was only the edge of the Misty Mountains .

Elena smiled and stared ahead, Rivendell was almost there.She happily patted Bilbo's shoulder with blank eyes: "Cheer up, Bilbo, my house is right in front, I swear you'll never want to leave there."

Bilbo also showed an expectant smile on his face. The long journey made him feel more tired than ever in his life. He really missed the soft bed and the delicious and leisurely afternoon tea.

Ellena was riding alongside Gandalf, and her memory had fully recovered. Just leaving here two weeks ago would not have forgotten the way, not to mention that she had lived here for more than 2000 years.Thanks to her, they were at last in Rivendell's Vale before supper.The singing of the flowing water, the fragrance of the trees, and the warm lights in the valley all made Ellena feel an urgent longing.

However, this is different from any time she returns home. Part of her soul comes from another time and space. Will her father notice her strangeness?Elena bit her lower lip, thinking whether to tell her father the truth.Having said that, will her father not believe her? If not, what reason can she use to convince him to allow her to continue this journey.

A burst of laughter-like singing interrupted her thoughts. It was her compatriots. The elves always liked to sing songs with simple lyrics and no deep meaning, but they were very beautiful. Even the bearded dwarf had to admit that the elves Very talented in singing.

A tall young man came forward, his name was Maesrol, a member of the Guards. "Welcome to the valley," he said.Thorin thanked the elves in a low voice. It was indeed difficult for the dwarves who were at odds with the elves to thank the elves loudly.Mezroll saluted Ellena again and said, "Mylady, the lord is waiting for you." Ellena thanked him with a smile, and said goodbye to Gandalf and the others.

Bilbo couldn't help asking: "Will you be away long?" He was still not used to being alone with these dwarves.

Although Ellena felt that this question was a bit stupid, she patiently answered her best friend in the team: "Of course, you will see me at the banquet."

She dismounted and walked along the winding path and promenade paved with white stones through the residences of the people of Elrond. All the compatriots she met on the road greeted her politely, but Ellena didn't have much thought to stop and say hello to her. They exchanged greetings, and she hurriedly came to a highland garden beside the steep slope of the river. Her father, Elrond, was standing in the corridor of the residence, looking at her. Shine like a star.

Elena's heart settled down under his gaze, she walked to his side and said softly: "Father, I'm back."

Elrond looked at her little daughter, who had the same outstanding beauty as her sister, but they were nothing like them, her eyes were always full of joy and longing for the outside world, and this time, Elrond even The desire for fighting can be seen in the deep black color.The two stood side by side on the cloister, overlooking this beautiful land.

Elrond didn't speak, and Ellena couldn't help feeling a little uneasy. She tried her best to organize appropriate words in her mind, but she couldn't say anything.

"After you left, I suddenly remembered that you are almost three thousand years old, and you have grown up to be Ellena," Elrond said in a sad but proud tone, "but you have to know that even The world beyond Rivendell is still dangerous to the bravest of Elvish warriors."

Elena's face turned red, she lowered her head and said in shame: "I'm sorry, father, I..."

"Erlena, you're still going to leave, aren't you?" Elrond interrupted her, turned to look at Ellena and asked.As wise as he is, he already knew the answer from Ellena's expression.

Elena didn't dare to look him in the eyes, but her longing for the outside world gave her courage, and she clasped her hands and said firmly, "Yes, but I will come back and continue to be by your side."

Elrond's eyes were complicated, and he continued to ask: "Why did you leave again? You don't have that strong interest in gold and jewelry, and your friendship with the dwarves and the hobbit is not enough to make you determined to go to the dark , nor just for adventure, you know, it is not as pleasant a journey as going to Lothlorien, the journey is long and difficult, and you are likely to be swallowed by the dark abyss. So, my dear, what are you for, Leaving the father who loves you dearly and embarking on a dangerous journey, don't you love me?"

Elena felt guilty for a while, like swallowing unripe grapes, and an unspeakable sourness appeared in her heart.She was on the verge of giving in to Elrond, but a voice deep inside stopped her.

Mirkwood, Long Lake Town, Lonely Mountain, don't you want to visit?Want to see The Last Dragon in Middle-earth?

Elena hesitated for a moment, then shook her head: "I can't tell, Father, I only know that if I stay in Rivendell, I will definitely regret it."

Elena was silent for a long time, and Ellena felt that his gaze seemed to penetrate her whole body. She opened her mouth, wanting to continue to speak for herself, but Elrond said: "Go and rest for a while and change Get dressed, don't make the guests wait too long, the banquet is about to begin."

Ellena almost fled, and returned to her room. Some elves had already prepared the clothes for the banquet, washed off the dust and sweat brought by the journey, and the exhaustion of her body disappeared.After she woke up in the woods, she sat in front of the mirror and looked at her face seriously for the first time. She was young and beautiful, without the slightest trace of wind and frost. Time flowed extremely slowly on the elf. This is Vera their gift to the elves.

Perhaps, it is also punishment.

Their souls are eternally bound to this world, unable to escape until the end of the world.

And she is already tired of this peaceful life, she can't restrain her desire for the outside world, adventure, fighting, and even death.

"Sorry, ada."

The author has something to say:

With limited pen power, there is no way to describe the beautiful Rivendell Valley as in the movie.And some of the living habits of the elves are not particularly clear. Recently, I am watching The Silmarillion, hoping to write a better story and pay tribute to the old man.