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AelKennyr Rhiano
The mighty Eagle seemed to have an endless reservoir of endurance but after untold hours of travel, even his chest began to heave with effort, and his body tremble with exhaustion. Finally, the bird laboriously descended and came to a short abrupt landing, folding his wings under him, his beak open and his eyes dull. Olwe slid from his back and tried to stand on wobbly feet, re-acquainting himself with walking on land. Slowly, he unpacked his travel sack and made an small camp. The bird took off to to the skies, seeking its own supper and returning hours later.
Staring into the fire, Olwe bowed his head. Raising it again, in direction of his beloved Alqualonde, he stood and spread his arms in supplication. "Great Ulmo, Lord of the Sea, Friend of the Teleri, it is the will of the Valar, that I seek my lost people and go into the world, to help gather my kin and strengthen our resolve to serve always Illuvatar. For this Alqualonde can no longer remain apart from the world but must again be part of it.
"Great Ulmo, hear my request and be as friend to the Teleri again, you who placed the song of the sea in our hearts and a love to sail upon its waters. I ask you, humbly, in great need, restore safely the Haven of the Swans to the world beyond the Undyling Lands. Let us do the Will of the Valar, in accordance to the Song of Creation and the Wisdom of Illuvatar Himself." Olwe dropped to his knees and bows his head. "Please, send your servant, Osse, who once befriended the seafaring elves, to again keep watch and guide us, to be friend to us and steer us safely when great need arises. "
Around him , there was a stillness so deep, that it felt to the elven lord he had gone deaf. Then he heard, from every direction, the sound of a great rush of water, as though the heavens were about to open, and a floodgate of water was about to descend. Like the crash of water, fierce and ruthless, the sound shook the ground beneath Olwe.