My brothers and sister have found their matches, or so it seems. Some of my cousins have found lovers and spouses as well; some have found each other. I wonder when I shall find my other half. Will we cross paths accidentally, or will my mother meddle and plan our meeting? Is she a close friend, or an acquaintance yet undiscovered? Will she be pale, with dark hair like the depths of the sea, or a daughter of Laurelin’s light, fair of skin with golden hair and sky-blue eyes?
Idle thoughts cloud my mind, and I nearly miss the lady traveling the opposite way. My arm knocks her basket, and I stop and smile my apology. She smiles back at me; my question is answered.
Author's Chapter Notes:
Finrod Felagund, Amarie