Galadriel, Lady of Light, was reading in her study when she suddenly felt a shift in the energies of the world. The impact was so great that even the ground shook momentarily… She had not felt this shift since… they left Middle Earth. Soon, a knock on the door was heard, and at her permission, Haldir came in. "My Lady, my scouts have reported a strange occurrence not far from the location of the Mirror. It seems that they saw a light in the form of a flash of red and green. They also reported that 13 people have appeared at the exact same spot"

Yes… they have returned… She thought, and smiled to her March-warden. "We have a few guests here, Haldir. They have come home after suffering for the longest time in a world not of ours. May you be so kind as to welcome them into the city?" Haldir did not understand her words, but carried out his orders all the same. He knew that he would come to full understanding when he chanced upon those guests of whom she had spoken about. But in his mind, he could not help but wondering… who were they?

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"Is anybody alright?" Undomelinn Eldaraerlinn asked all those around her. Six Chiropteran Queens, check. Four Chevaliers, check, and last but not least, two mortal humans, check. All of them were there safe and sound. Finally, after 120 years, she was back home… Although she had failed to bring back what she set out to find, she had brought the remnants of her family with her, and that fact could not stop her from smiling happily. No longer… she no longer had to spend eternity all alone, as they came home with her.

Everyone was alive, but the blonde man with ice-blue eyes turned to find the woman in his arms fast asleep. Asleep and nothing was possible to wake her. "Saya… Saya!" he cried, but received no response. No… she couldn't… they had tried so hard just to get back… She had wanted to watch their daughters grow up hand in hand with him… "Please, wake up!" But nothing would rouse her. Deep inside, he knew what had happened… Hibernation had embraced her.

"She couldn't make it…" one of the older set of twins said to Undomelinn. It was a great disappointment, but still, they had arrived safely to this strange place. As she had said a few days prior, they were in a forest in which the leaves were gold and the trees were white as marble… So beautiful was the sight that it took her breath away. The only humans among them, a man and his wife, both aged about their forties, looked over the woman named Saya.

Damn it all, the man thought, and punched the tree nearest to him. Saya would have wanted to see this… "Kai… stop," his wife said, hugging him from behind to try to stop him from hurting himself any further. "Saya's hibernation could have come earlier, and then, we would have not been able to come here at all… You wanted to see her get back home, right?"

"Mama…" said the twins who were still toddlers. They looked up to their father, unsure why their mother was fast asleep in daylight. "Papa, mama nap-time?" The man with the ice-blue eyes nodded, and held both his daughters close to him. I do not wish to leave them, Solomon, Saya once said to him, but in the end, she still succumbed to the hibernation the Queens of her kind had to undergo… But they were already home, home in the land called Arda. Why was she even sleeping? How was it possible?

Before he could speak, he sensed that their little company was being surrounded. The two young men with them, started to reveal arms that had talon-like claws that bore fire and ice respectively the moment they saw archers everywhere. Undomelinn had said before that there were also dark evils here, but they were unsure whether the archers were one of them. To their eyes, every single one of them moved with a grace that seemed to be impossible. Their form was straight and constantly vigil. Despite the use of primitive weapons, they knew that there was no possibility that the archers would miss their targets should they fire their arrows. "Who are you, strangers?" one of them commanded. He was tall, and had hair almost like that of Undomelinn's, colored like both gold and silver. In his grey eyes were authority and respect, signs of a wise man in the military.

To everyone's surprise, Undomelinn giggled, and went forward. "Haldir, it has been a long time since we last met," she said, her expression lighting up once she saw him, and vice versa. "It is rather… rude of me, to come to the Golden Wood without prior notice, but I just had to do it lest we have to wait another century and twenty years before we could come back" The man called Haldir then looked at all of them in awe, the cold expression that he previously wore was gone.

"They are the members of your family that you spoke of, Lady Undomelinn?" he asked, eyes piercing each of theirs. The women he saw were beautiful, even by the reckoning of his people, while the men, fairer than what he had expected of mere humans. "Congratulations, my lady, you are no longer the last of your kin… But come now, Lady Galadriel wishes to meet with all of you."

At Haldir's orders, the archers then helped them gather their luggage and helped them to carry them, marveling at their strange clothing and their strange way of speaking. Even the toddlers seemed to have no problem with them around. Somehow, without the need of Undomelinn to tell them, the rest of them knew that their guides were Elves. With each of his daughters in the arms of each of the older twins, and Saya in his, the young-looking father went up to Haldir, and asked "Master Haldir, would you be so kind in telling where we are?"

"You are in Lothlorien," Haldir replied. "Long have we known of the Chiropterans despite the few numbers of your race… We have grieved for the loss of Lady Undomelinn's sister, Lady Arya, and hard was our parting with Lady Undomelinn when she went to look for her family"