Mithrandir's Departure

[Mithrandir]

It was a foggy day, one filled with mystery. There was no sighn of life to be seen for miles except on a nerby shore, there glowed a dim light. Standing next to a small grey boat stood a man clad in white garments. He was old, but his appearence did not say the same. Before his feet various objects. A beautiful sword, a bow and arrow, and a few messages. The man looked at the woman standing before him clad in blue.

"I will miss you greatly Aerin, you have been more than a friend to me, you have been a sister, my one true kin in this Middle-Earth. Please tell the others goodbye, and Talierin that I shall have a boat here for her in 30 days time. Everything should be ready then."

"Everything to do with the White Council is left to you, if Elessar wishes to stay than let him, and please bring him my sword and bow, they have some of mypower of light in them, and I bestow them unto him."

Goodbye Aerin.

Goodbye Middle-Earth, I love you still.

With those words Mithrandir the White, aid to men, left Middle Earth.

[Aerin]

Aerin, much saddened by the departure of one of her dearest friends, embraced Mithrandir for the last time. "I wish you the greatest joy and happiness whither you travel. I will deliver your message to Talierin; I cannot say how much I will miss you both!"

Stooping to pick up the sword and bow, she turned to catch a last glimpse of the Wizard's departing figure. Raising a hand in farewell, she hoped the salty wind would wash away the tears that trickled down her cheeks.

Aerin turned, and laid a hand on the high neck of her horse. Lightly springing into the saddle, she set off in search of Elessar.

[¤-Elessar-¤]

Elessar, one of the last of the wizards of middle earth, sighed from within his hooded cloak. He lowered it to his shoulders, and the ranks of the proud Annatorian army were once again to fill his eyes. He turned to Ciryaher. "Mithrandir has left, just as we foresaw. Indeed, our friends grow ever more sparse. I fear now that our ultimate test shall lie ahead. Let us not disgrace our blood."

Elessar spurred his horse on, and came to the edge of the army. He closed his eyes, and his young voice came into the head of Aerin, though they were a nation apart. "Come, Ciryaher and I await within the army of Annatore. I cannot reveal our presence, for unknown foes surely listen, but we shall not be hard for one of the light to find. We shall await you."