hp lord of the rings still time

Glorfindel was too hungover to get out of bed as the morning sun shone down on his face.

During these years back in Valinor, Glorfindel lived so peacefully that sometimes he couldn't tell when things happened in Middle-earth. The overly peaceful life made him feel that he was getting old and stiff.

For some unknown reason, the elves returning from Middle-earth did not fully integrate into the elves living here. They did not move to Velima, but gathered in a green forest near a white mountain. together.After they came back, the elves who returned before moved to the vicinity one after another and formed a new city.

At first, Glorfindel thought that the white mountain range was covered with perennial snow, but later he discovered that it was not, but crystal clear fine sand. This is a very strange phenomenon, and the elves who knew the reason seemed not to want to Say too much.

Glorfindel was a happy single man, his only worry was the reduced shredded tobacco year by year, now he only dared to take two puffs a day, fearing that if he smoked too much, he would really quit smoking.If you want to talk about troubles, it probably means that a very warm-hearted Vatican elf suddenly appeared beside you.Glorfindel had grown accustomed to his company over the years.

"What are you going to do today?"

Glorfindel looked blankly at the beautiful elf sitting opposite him, well, except for a long scar in front of his eyes, he is actually very beautiful, especially since he is still a Vatican elf, and he is a rare warrior among them.At first they chatted a lot, but then Glorfindel found that he was too clingy, and he would look for him almost every day, either for a match or to discuss tactics. Glorfindel spent countless years with him, They all feel bored.

"I don't want to do anything." Glorfindel sat at the table, looking at the tea offered by his friend, still in a dazed state.

Philidel smiled, "You drank too much last night."

"Hmm!" Glorfindel rubbed between his brows, still feeling a little uncomfortable.He suddenly raised his head and squinted to look not far away, and an owl was flying towards him.

"Business again?" Philidil asked with a smile as he looked at Glorfindel who opened the letter.

Speaking of this, I have to talk about Glorfindel's current occupation. As the elves who returned to Valinor, they were welcomed and entertained at first, but this was not a long-term solution.

Here, the elves need life just like people. When there is no war, they don't need soldiers.So Glorfindel decided to find something for himself. After he chose a quiet forest at first, he built a house there. In order to meet the requirements of Kleist, he built the house very high and large , and now Legolas and Elrond live not far away, neighbors to each other.After the house was built, Glorfindel gathered the owls given to him by Kleist and most of the owls of Legolas and the Orifel couple, and opened a small post office for elves. For those elves who have no talent, it is very convenient to use owls to convey information.So it's been doing pretty well over the years.

Glorfindel, who was still awake, suddenly became excited, and said to his friend with shining blue eyes: "The little bastard is coming." After speaking, he ran out quickly regardless of the latter's surprise.

"Grandpa Glorfindel," Legolas shouted excitedly, "did you also receive the letter?"

"of course."

Elrond, who was walking not far away, also shook the letter in his hand and said with a smile: "It seems that we are all the same."

The Orifel couple on the other side also smiled and opened the letter: "They are finally willing to come back."

"That's right!" The youngest son, whom the Mantis couple missed the most, also accompanied Thranduil and the others. It seems that there will be quite a few people picking up the boat this time.

At this time, Kleist was leaning on the side of the boat, holding a small wooden stick in his hand, and tied a line to fish on the galloping sea. The sailing trip was too boring for her. Kleist, who had been bored with Thranduil for a long time, finally climbed out to bask in the sun, and fished to pass the time.And Thranduil sat beside Kleist and combed her long unkempt hair that was about to be knotted.

"Your fishing rod has a unique shape," Thranduil said.

"Well, it's a relic left by the old professor. In fact, each of them gave me a lot of things." Kleist touched the wand in his hand and laughed, "Sev prepared a lot of potions for me; Ella She gave me a lot of lavender and cherry seeds from her house; Matthew gave me a lot of magic gems; James gave me the cloak, and he said that maybe there will be a day to return to the magic world , for other people who might do bad things, keep it safe with me; Christopher gave me all of Dirundel’s books, I didn’t take so many, and left some on the floating island; the tree people also gave I have a lot of fruit; I also have hobbit tobacco and dwarf tobacco leaves." Kleist spoke slowly while wagging his fingers, while Thranduil looked at her with a smile and touched the top of her hair distressedly. .Thranduil knew that every word Kleist said was a yearning for the homeland behind him.

"We'll be there soon!" Galian came over to remind him.

"Okay," Kleist put away the fishing rod and said to her husband with a smile, "Is my hair done yet?"

Thranduil kissed Kleist's forehead lightly, and said with a smile, "Very beautiful."

"Well," Kleist nodded, "I don't know if my little baby is safe or not, and if he's married."

"It's hard to say," Thranduil felt that it was too difficult for Legolas to take a Maiya.In order not to spoil his wife's interest, he continued, "Perhaps Glorfindel will start a family first!"

Kleist curled his lips and said: "I think the old bachelor has been single for a long time and he doesn't want to think about it anymore." Then Kleist walked to the bow and looked into the distance and said: "Forget it, anyway, he also has sons and daughters, someone Retirement is enough!"

Thranduil chuckled: "You can't say that in front of him."

Kleist raised his eyebrows and smirked: "I know."

"Oh, it seems that something good has happened!" Covent, who has been living in the port, looked at the old friends who came here one after another, and said with a smile. When he saw Legolas, he knew that his father might want to He came back, but he didn't quite understand when Thranduil became so close to everyone.

"Well, my father and the others are coming back!" Legolas replied with a smile.

Covent nodded: "I think so."

Glorfindel looked at Covent who was smiling honestly and suddenly realized that this guy didn't seem to know about Kleist's return, and it seemed that his clansmen hadn't told him all this time, or was he afraid that he would make a fool of himself?Glorfindel thought it was impossible, but he still didn't say it directly, let's wait and see!If he knew already, wouldn't he be troublesome, not to mention that Thranduil has been keeping a close eye on Kleist.Glorfindel became a worrying old father when it came to problems with Kleist.

"Look, their ship's here!" cried someone, the same loud dwarf, conspicuous in his own way among the long-legged elves.

Everyone looked towards the sea level, and a fleet of ships was approaching them.

"There are a lot of ships. Are there so many elves in Middle Earth? These ships seem to have a deep draft. What did they bring?" Philidil asked after thinking.

"Who knows, maybe she brought back all the earth from Middle-earth!" Glorfindel said with a smile.

Philidel found that since receiving the letter, Glorfindel's spirit has obviously become excited, and it can even be described as high-spirited, and this is the first time Glorfindel mentioned the opposite sex in the conversation, This made Philidil a little curious about who was coming, who made him and these elves so happy and looking forward to it.

The number of elves on the port gradually increased, and they got to know each other well, and they couldn't help but chat about the past, and those who were about to land and the elves.

"I saw them!" Kleist stood on the tallest mast, looking at the distance, she shouted excitedly downwards.

"I know, but it will be a while before the ship docks. Can you come down first?" Thranduil looked at Kleist, who had been standing on his toes on the mast, a little worried. It doesn't look good to fall into the sea when landing, and there are so many elves guarding the port.

"I can't," Kleist shouted, "I can't wait!" Before he finished speaking, Kleist jumped off the tall mast and ran quickly on the sea with his skirt in his hands. An angry Thranduil yelled on the boat: "Come back to me," seeing that Kleist didn't look back, he immediately yelled: "Quick, speed up!"

Galian sniggered unkindly: "Yes!" But looking at Kleist, who was running almost out of sight, he shook his head, obviously, they couldn't catch up.

Looking at the sea in the distance, Philidil suddenly asked in surprise: "What is that?" It seemed that a figure was running towards them. This is impossible, no one can walk on water, not even an elf as light as a feather.

"Father, mother, here I come!" Kleist yelled while running. She looked at the elves on the shore and couldn't help laughing. She had been so happy for a long time. Maybe it was the reunion of relatives after a long absence, maybe It was the serenity and beauty of Valinor that instantly surrounded her with joy and joy that had not been seen for a long time.

"Really, just ran over like this!" Glorfindel, who was not named, looked a little unhappy.

"Oh, she's still the same as ever!"

"Yes!" Wen Ruier and the Orifel couple stepped forward immediately, leading Legolas to meet them.

Kleist threw herself into the long-lost embrace, just like many years ago, she hugged Wen Ruier tightly, absorbing the breath that made her relax, "It's nice to see you again, mother!" Kissing Wen Ruier on the cheek, and after letting go, he immediately hugged Orifel, which was also a long-lost kiss, "You look great now, father."

Orifel smiled and stroked Kleist's hair, "You're fine too, welcome back, Claire!"

"Thank you!"

"Welcome back, Mom!" Legolas greeted with a smile.

"Ah!" Kleist suddenly screamed, pointing to the elf in Legolas' arms in a panic, she shouted, "I'm a grandmother now? Is it? Ah! I'm so excited, No, I can't do this to myself, wait a minute, my little one!" After speaking, he kissed the elf fiercely, completely ignoring his son who wanted to intervene but couldn't, turned around and ran away.

"This is not..." Legolas looked at his mother's back, unable to say anything.

Elrond laughed instead.The same is true for Celebrian. She comforted: "Your mother has always been like this, and she is very hot."

"Yeah! It's only fun when she's around!"

"And those guys."

"Yes!"

"Searle, hurry up, hurry up!" Thranduil, who was originally standing at the bow of the ship, gritted his teeth, saw Kleist appearing in a state of agitation and panic, and thought that something had happened, so he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's Legolas, no, we're really grandparents!" Kleist said excitedly while hugging Thranduil, and then grabbed her husband's hand and said, "Hurry up and meet my little baby, He's so cute!" Then he ran towards the port with Thranduil.

"You...give me...slow down!" Thranduil's expression was ugly, but his beloved wife no longer saw him at all.

After feeling his feet standing on the ground, Thranduil finally breathed a sigh of relief. He could never accept this kind of wizard's way of walking.

"Father, mother!" Thranduil stepped forward to salute, restrained and polite, this is the expression of the elves, like Kleist's is a special case, because they are used to it so they don't care, other elves can't bear it.

"Look, our grandson!" Kleist said happily with a smile.

Thranduil looked at the child in Legolas' arms, and his eyes became loving, "This child is really good-looking!"

"Mom, this is not my child, he is your brother!" Legolas finally had a chance to speak.Holding his uncle who is younger than himself, has anyone considered his feelings?

"What?" Kleist stared, never expecting this relationship, feeling lost instantly, looking at Legolas with some resentment, "I'm so happy!"

Thranduil: "..." Just now, he felt that there was someone who would succeed him, but now he was told that half of the family property had been divided. Thranduil's gap was much bigger than that of Kleist. He turned to look at his parents, With a forced smile, he said, "Congratulations!"

"Valinor is such a good place, the old trees are in bloom!" Kleist held his little brother's hand and muttered in a low voice.

"Cough!" Cheap Dad, who was always unwilling to be forgotten, made his own voice.

"Dad!" Kleist let go of Cheap Brother and ran to Cheap Dad's arms, "I miss you so much!"

"It sounds fake!" Glorfindel patted Kleist's back, although he said so, the joyful smile couldn't be stopped.

"This is absolutely true!" Kleist laughed so hard that his eyes narrowed.Today is a beautiful day.

After embracing Glorfindel, Kleist went to his friends one by one, hugging and kissing everyone.Even Celeborn, who had never been close to her, was kissed twice. His expression was really ugly, but this couldn't stop Kleist from being in a good mood. She announced loudly, "We're going to have a party tonight."

"Of course, we knew you were coming back, and we were already ready!" Elrond's twin sons said with a smile.

"Oh, my little ones are the most caring!"

"Don't call us that."

"I'm not!" Kleist continued to exercise hegemony over the child.

"Hi, I'm Philidil." The beautiful Vatican introduced Kleist.

Kleist looked up at him, showing a bright smile, "Hello, Lord Philidil, I'm Kleist." Saying that, Kleist held his arm like an elf As if they were greeting each other intimately, Kleist leaned very close to each other, and Kleist whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Stay away from Glorfindel."

"You're beautiful, you female bandit!" Felidil muttered in his heart when he saw Kleist running from the sea with his skirt in his hands. The first meeting was very unfriendly, and it can even be said to be miserable.

"Wait and see!" Kleist gritted his teeth, raised his head, and put on a smiling face and said politely, "Are you a Vatican?"

"Yes." Philidel said kindly.

"That's great!"

And Covent, who had been looking at Kleist and joking, couldn't believe his eyes, why no one had ever told him that Kleist was back, making him stand here like a fool.

"Hi, Covent!" Kleist looked at his former comrades and smiled.

"Welcome back, Kleist." Covent said with a smile, then looked at the big boat behind them and asked, "Where are your companions, are they in the back?"

Kleist smiled and shook his head, "No, they are in my heart!"

"I'm sorry!" Almost at the same time, Covent immediately apologized. He was very annoyed that his casual words hurt the person he once loved most unintentionally.

"No, thank you for remembering them."

Glorfindel patted Kleist on the shoulder and whispered comfortingly: "No one will forget them."

"Let's go!" Thranduil held Kleist's hand, "Go and see, our future new home."

When night fell, under the beautiful starry sky, the elves began to sing happily. Kleist held a glass of wine and communicated with relatives and friends. When he felt bored, he sat down under a big tree and watched other people make trouble.

Kleist saw Legolas and the beautiful Maia leave the crowd, while his dwarf friend was chatting with Frodo in some disappointment.Kleist thought of teasing and leaned over to him and whispered, "Do you remember what I said?"

"What? Ma'am! You know, I'm old and can't remember many things!" the dwarf said cunningly.

Kleist gave him a meaningful smile: "I can make everyone fall in love with you, do you want it?"

Gimli's glowing eyes looked at Kleist, but a voice interrupted their conversation: "This is not a good idea!"

Kleist frowned, "Who are you?" She had never seen this strange man before, and she couldn't deny that he was very beautiful and extraordinary. Obviously, he was a Maija. Kleist became alert and didn't know What did Maya find herself doing.

"Oh, you actually forgot about me. I once kept my promise and went to Legolas' coming-of-age ceremony." The reserved man laughed.

"Gandalf?" Kleist shouted in surprise: "Oh, to be honest, if you had used this face back then, we could still be friends."

"You still talk so interestingly, my lord!" said Mithranda, laughing.

"What's the matter?" Krystal asked with a smile.

"You should know that since you are back, you don't have to worry about the past. Have you brought him back?"

Kleist knew who Misranda was asking, she nodded and said: "Yes, tomorrow, I will visit the adults and send him home by the way!"

"OK then!"

"You know each other?" Glorfindel asked in a low voice, holding a cigarette holder, blocking Philidel's way, and before Philidil refused, Glorfindel said, "Don't try to hide it from me, tell me My reason."

"Okay!" Philidel nodded helplessly, and said with some reluctance: "She has been to Valinor, don't you know?"

"Yes."

"When she just came out of the Hall of Souls, she had nothing, and I was the garrison nearby, and then I was robbed by her. It was an extremely embarrassing thing."

"Snatched, or stripped?"

Philidel was surprised: "How do you know?"

"Haha, I don't know, but I guess she would do it. She also caused the injury on your face? She didn't have a good time here, did she?"

"Well, how should I put it? Everyone has nothing to do with her, and in the end they can only let her go."

"What happened to the white sand on the mountain?"

"Have you visited? We usually don't go up that mountain. Your daughter, Kleist, was asked by the Veras to stay here and wait for you to return. She was unwilling and insisted on leaving. But here is a barrier that blocks the outside world, and it cannot be easily opened. Kleist rushed forward, and she used her body to hit the barrier. Just above the mountain, she hit it very hard, every time she hit There will be a lot of debris falling, like snow, which looks beautiful, but it's not a good idea."

"Is it the soul?"

"Yes, those are the crumbs of her soul. At that time, she was really close to death! Later, Manwe and the other gods were willing to forgive her, so they opened the barrier and let her go."

Glorfindel: "They knew she'd be back?"

"You know! I think the Veras treat her pretty well!"

After that, Glorfindel didn't say anything, but looked at Kleist who was still laughing and chatting with Mithranda and sighed deeply.

Philidil followed Glorfindel's gaze, and said softly, "She is the most persistent and special person I have ever met!" A determination that cannot be stopped even by death requires infinite courage and perseverance. Awe-inspiring.

"Yes!"

After the hustle and bustle, everything calmed down. Kleist stood on the tallest tree near his residence, and hung many shiny glass bottles on it, but there were hairs of various colors inside, which looked weird and special.

She arranged the bottles, then sat on several branches and knocked on the glass bottle closest to her, and said with a smile: "You are right, as long as I live, they will not forget you." Kleist turned his head, Looking straight ahead, she said with a smile, "Look, this is the sunrise in Valinor, isn't it beautiful?" What answered her was the crisp sound of glass jingling beside her.

May every scenery in life be accompanied by the original person!

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The last chapter, the end, sprinkle flowers!Goodbye, support my friends!

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