Dream of Rewards

In reality I’m sleeping sheltered under a tree in the White mountains, weary in body and mind. And I dream about meeting an esteemed elf with the name Seregrian, praising me for something I have created and rewarded me with a song, ale from strange lands and a table filled with delicious food. Even a wonderful jewel was a part of that reward, which I felt undeserved, but she would have none of it. Another human was part of that dream as well with the name Anurania and it seemed like she was in the service of Seregrian. How strange... A human serving a elf… there must be more to that story than I was told. My body stirs and I slowly wake up on the hard ground facing the reality of Arda again, but the voices of Seregrian and Anurian echoes in the background. I slowly stand up, leaning against the tree and notice the jewel from my dream is laying on the ground, where I had slept.