Disclaimer:

I do not own Rivendell of anything from LotR. All rights belong to J.R.R.Tolkien.

It was early morning in Rivendell, and Lindethiel was taking her usual morning walk. She knew the path by heart, from every tree along the side to the slightest slant of the ground. However, she saw something in the river, and quickly walked over.

Lindethiel couldn't hold back a surprised gasp when she saw the object-a small boat. It wasn't the boat that surprised her, it was what it contained.

A small wrapped bundle had been placed in the middle of the boat, and the face of a small elfling peeked out from underneath the cloth.

Gently, Lindethiel picked up the sleeping elfling, and started to walk back home.

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As Lindethiel walked in, she was greeted by total silence. She lived alone, but didn't mind. She enjoyed the quiet, with nothing but the sounds of nature.

Softly she whispered to the child, "It's just the two of us. You are safe here..."

She paused there, thinking of a suitable name.

"You are safe here, little Miriel."

Miriel lifted a tiny hand up, and Lindethiel placed it in hers.

"You are safe here."