"What ever you do...Do not look back, My Love"
" For I shall I not be on the path you take"
"We will meet again in the Halls of Mandos"
In which a Fae lost everything.
Her Family.
Her People.
Her Kingdom.
All because of what she was.
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LONG AGO, in the Eldar days it is said that the Elves were among the first creatures to be created.
What if I told you there was something else before them?
A creature far more powerful, which could not feel greed, created to the simplest perfection and more beautiful and fair, by Eru Ilúvatar himself.
A Fae.
A winged, horned creature.
The very first Fae to be created was a woman. She was called Seraphina (Fire Spirit). She was created in the very heart of Valinor. The Valar who were the fourteen Ainur who, where created by Eru's thought, were deeply confused as to why their father had created a creature at the very heart of Valinor, as it could bleed and be killed.
It belonged on the soil of Middle Earth.
The Ainur surrounded the winged creature, as she laid on the green grass on her right with her wings wrapped around her. Small strands of Raven black hair falling over her perfect sculptured face, moving with each exhale she took. Her red tainted plump lips slightly parted as she was in her deep slumber. Her white silk dress giving small waves as the wind blew over it. Her pale leg sticking out of the slit of her dress, as her shoulders were bare as well showing her collarbone. The clothing covered the rest of her skin.
Manwë was the first to approach Seraphina, being the superior and leader of Ainur, he never questioned his Fathers doings.
Crouching down, he slowly stretched his hand forward moving the pieces of her raven her behind her pointy ears. He trailed his hand over her soft pale cheek bones before bringing it over to her large dark brown coloured wings. Brushing the soft feathers down.
"She's Eru's first creation. So exquisite he wants her here on Valinor. " Manwë said, directly to the Ainurs around him. Not taking his eyes if Seraphina. He noticed a small white gem embedded on her, a little over between her eyebrows, forehead.
It was shining like the stars on the sky. So bright, it could be mistaken for a star itself. The small crystals in it gave out sparkles as the sun shone on it.
The woman laying on the grass suddenly groaned as she slowly opened her eyes. The jewels that hung from her horns clinked as she moved her head.
"Where am I?" Seraphina muttered as she pushed her body of the ground with shaking arms. Her wings draped over the ground, on both of her sides.
"At the very heart of Valinor" Elentári, the wife of Manwë and the Star Queen, replied with a soft voice. Serephina looked at the Ainur with a frown on her face.
"Do you know why you are here ?"
"No...all I remember is that I was given a name."
"What is your name?" This time Námo, the Doomsman and the judge of the dead, asked the maiden.
"He...called me Seraphina" the maiden looked around at the Ainur one at a time, her eyes scanning them from head to toe. "He also...said I had a purpose"
"What purpose, My Dear?"
"That... I do not know" Seraphina's eyes dropped to her hands, which lay flat on the ground in front her.
"Do not worry, Lady Seraphina . We will help you find it" Manwë smiled at the Lady, taking her hand gently in his helping her up from the grass. Seraphina gave a grateful soft smile as she was led away from her wakening spot with the rest of the Ainur walking behind the two.
Leading her up the small hill, Seraphina caught a glimpse of a large field spreading out as far as the eye could see. Large trees, in various of nature colours, stood tall and mighty on the field. The grass softly dancing with the wind, creating waves. Seraphina scanned everything, taking in the beauty before her.
Letting go of Manwë's hand, she stepped forward walking further against the view. A small soft smile made up to her face, her wings fluttering at the sight before her in excitement.
Manwë strolled by her side, the rest following. "Welcome to Valinor, Lady Seraphina"
Over the years that went by, The Ainur taught her everything they could do, except for Melkor who still had not yet known of her existence, showed her the gifts they were given and what their purpose was. All along while Seraphina tried to find hers but without gaining anything from it.
Until one day, She felt the sea calling out to her.
Standing at the shore of Valinor, she gazed out at the seas. Watching as the waves crashed beneath her bare feet.
Ulmo, the Lord of Water, was walking by the horizon on a small hill when he noticed Seraphina in the distance, frowning in confusion as he watched her all still not moving from her place. He walked up to her standing beside her and fixed his gaze on the sea as well before he parted his lips to speak.
"What troubles your mind, Seraphina?"
Seraphina let out a breath.
"What lays beyond the seas, Ulmo?" Seraphina asked without breaking her fixed gaze from the sea.
Ulmo turned his head to the side to face Serephina.
"Arda. " Ulmo softly replied.
"A land which was created through the music of us Ainur. As I recall it was rather flat." Ulmo turned his head back to the sea.
"We built Arda in a symmetric plan. Lighting it up with Great Lamps and giving it life which was called the First Spring. Arda was beyond beautiful."
"Was?"
"Melkor....destroyed it. He toar down the pillars which the lamps laid upon. Because of this Lands were broken, the seas arose and destroying flames from the broken lamps poured all over Arda causing us all, Ainur, to flee from the land" Ulmo let out a dejected sigh, pausing a bit. Serephima peered at him with curious eyes.
"Then what happened?"
Giving her a sad smile he continued.
"A while later, We sought peace with him, asking for assistance to fix the lamps. He handed Aulë a sturdy substance. Ice. He permitted us to do what we pleased until one faithful day the light and the heat from the lamps finally melted the ice. The pillars crashed upon Arda, flooding it with Water and darkness. We fled from Arda and created Valinor. "