Gwaindoriel

You are a reckless one, free in the wind

No stuffy libraries, no confining buildings for you

You are an adventurous one, since you were but a kid

Nothing but the open plains, nothing but the gaping seas

The night air bit my skin. Winds caressed me, blowing my blonde hair in my face. The stars sparkled like Noldorin jewels as I darted through the field. I had snuck out. I had waited for my parents to fall asleep, then I slipped from the house, and from town, to explore. Ah, yes, the wind ruffled my nightgown. I pulled it up, my bare ankles getting stained by the tall grasses. I ran, laughter filling the meadows as I tasted freedom.