After days of travelling, I and Avorwen have finally reached the fairgrounds of Ered Luin. The Elves of Celondim were celebrating the coming of summer, and it is not easy to deny such an invitation. Thus we walked to the pavilion south of Celondim.
A few elves were already there. They were natives, but it did not take long for more familiar faces to join us. Lots of new faces we met, and we lots of long-lasting friendly bonds we established with them.
Hîr Elechir, Hîril Ealendil and elves of Bar-en-Vanimar joined us shortly after. Our feast was joyful, happy, full of dance and song. We had the honour to witness Hîr Silmacale playing music once again. It is said he is so skilled that one can feel the true meaning of the song, even if there are no lyrics. Hîril Ealendil blessed the celebration not only with her beauty, but with her fair dances as well, and offered to entertain the crowd with her harp when Lord Silmacale was tired.
Our feast lasted nearly a day, and after it ended some of us had to leave. I, Elechir, Avorwen and Silmacale took the road to Imladris together. We shared our stories, and after three days of travelling, we reached Rivendell. There we had to split, but I hope all four of us will be reunited with our kinsmen from Ered Luin soon.
