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rabidsamfan) wrote2004-07-19 10:48 pm
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Galadrim
They came across the fields by starlight, but small babies care little about the time and she was often wakeful. Soft shimmers in the grass were all she could see till she learned how to find the tall, bright figures amid the shadows. Up to the tree in the Party Field they went, every one, and most never passed the green door again.
But now and then a youth with ancient eyes would be caught between two longings and morning would find him in the garden, bewildered, until breakfast and babies and a dose of hobbitsense would send him Home.
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They came across the fields by starlight, but small babies care little about the time and she was often wakeful. Soft shimmers in the grass were all she could see till she learned how to find the tall, bright figures amid the shadows. Up to the tree in the Party Field they went, every one, and most never passed the green door again.
But now and then a youth with ancient eyes would be caught between two longings and morning would find him in the garden, bewildered, until breakfast and babies and a dose of hobbitsense would send him Home.
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Thank you, my dear!
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This is beautiful. :)
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But identities don't really matter, do they. The ephemerality of the drabble works all the better for not pinning things down.
Lovely!
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You're most welcome.
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Oh, thanks for saying so. I was feeling all wobbly because I had confused everyone and you made me feel better.
Galadrim
I took the youth with ancient eyes to be a Sindar, one of the Elves easily enchanted with the life of Middle-earth, which explains why those who sailed west at all did so much later than the Noldor did. I'm not sure that I believe in Elves' staying to investigate hobbits, but I like the idea that some would, maybe having heard of the the great part they played in the ending of the Third Age.
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The youth is definitely an Elf. In my head he sees the mallorn in the party tree and gets homesick for Lorien, and ends up in Bag End's garden because Sam has sown other flowers he recognizes and therefore receives hobbity hospitality. But whether home is East or West is up to the reader.
It's kind of neat seeing how differently people are reading this one.
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I doubt that most hobbits, even Sam's other descendants, can see Elves, except the few who might want to be seen. The ones who pass through the Shire in your story don't sing, which is the usual way that they reveal their presence. They come to see, not be seen. Therefore I think that detecting them requires a gift.
Based on their usual migration habits, Elves heading west would not pass through the Shire at all unless they wanted to either visit the mallorn or know more about hobbits -- both interesting reasons. Maybe they come to see hobbits and some few get caught by the mallorn?
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And I never let myself be surprised by the unexpected qualities of hobbits...