A/N: An etymology of all the Elvish/Elvish-derived is included in an appendix at the end of the story.
The Chronicles of the Teleri Prologue
We are the Teleri. Those that tarried. Those that waited. Those that were last. These are the names that were given to us. Because we were reluctant. Because we were unwilling to leave our home. Middle-earth. We felt the longing like the others. The lure of Valinor had no less effect on us than it did on the Vanyar and Noldor. But we loved the forests and rivers of Middle-earth and were loath to leave them. Is that so hard to understand? That we would miss the place of our birth, the place where we first awoke to behold the stars of Varda?
In the end we did leave. We crossed the Sundering Seas, and came at last into the light of the two trees. But our journey was long and eventful, and full of much toil and sorrow.
This is our story.