1. Midsummer in Rivendell
A drabble and a quarter.
Words: midsummer, permission, wishes, complete
Midsummer. A lazy time in the Valley of Rivendell. The sun shone brightly through leaves of the trees and beat down on little Arwen's back mercilessly. With a groan, she straightened up and stretched out her neck. She looked down at her stitching in disgust. Who invented embroidery anyway?
Elrond walked out onto the balcony.
"Ada!" Arwen cried, "It is too hot for needlework! May I go swimming? Please?!"
A smile crept across Elrond's face. "Well, since you asked permission so nicely," he began sarcastically, "I will submit to your wishes and allow you to go swimming…"
Arwen jumped up, excited.
"But! You will complete your embroidery after you return."
A small frown marred Arwen's face, but it soon faded as she turned and ran.
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