Avianna pulled the blankets up over her and snuggled down into her pillows, she stared at the ceiling and pondered her life. Her job was enjoyable enough, but it didn’t provide a very good income. She wanted to go to college, but she wanted to be sure she was going for the right thing. So many people she knew went to college and earned a degree only to discover the career they had pursued was not their calling after all.

She knew she didn’t want to be a nurse, as her mother kept insisting would be a fine job for her. She didn’t mind needles, getting a shot or having her blood drawn had never been an issue for her, but the idea of sticking a needle into someone else, it made her shudder. She wished she had some natural talent, like singing or painting. She enjoyed both of those things but didn’t have enough talent in either of them to go anywhere with them.

And as she did so often these days Avianna drifted off to sleep with all of the possibilities of where her future could go drifting around like a unruly cyclone in her head. In her dream she saw a bright white light, it was almost blinding. And from that bright white light stepped forth a woman, Avianna thought her to be an angel at first, but the woman had no great white wings.

The woman was dressed in a beautiful and dainty white gown with long flowing sleeves and a trailing skirt, her eyes were blue like the springtime sky, and she had cascades of resplendent golden hair that reached her waist. The woman smiled at her reassuringly as she extended her hand towards Avianna.

“Come with me, I will show you where your future lies.” The woman said, but she did not speak it from her mouth, for her lips did not move, it was as if the woman’s mind had whispered it into Avianna’s. Without hesitation Avianna grasped the angelic woman’s hand, and the woman pulled her forward.

Avianna felt like she was being pulled up through water that was bearing down upon her. Pressure pressed down on her from every side, and the serenity of white light had gone and a whirl of colors pulsed around her, as if she were walking through one of those spinning tunnels they have at most haunted houses these days.

The angelic woman was gone, but Avianna was still grasping her hand somehow, and it was pulling her through this whirling color, as if she were passing through the world at the speed of light. Suddenly the whirling color stopped and the invisible hand let her go, the pressure driving down on her lungs and the rest of her body disappeared, all this sudden change left her reeling, feeling dizzy.

She was laying down again, staring upwards at her ceiling. Pressing a hand to her forehead she sat up slowly, then she moved her hand away and used it to help prop herself up. This was not her bedroom, and she was not alone. A man stood at the foot of the divan she was sitting upon, he smiled at her as if relieved to see her…but she was appalled to see him, she had no idea who he was.

“I brought her back.” A melodic voice stated the obvious. Startled Avianna looked over her shoulder and saw the angelic woman was there.

“Where am I?” Avianna asked as she looked from the tall slender woman to the equally tall and slender man. The man had long dark brown hair, a golden circlet rested upon his head, he looked regal and noble, his eyes looked intense.

“You are in Rivendell milady.” The man answered and bowed deeply. Avianna cocked her head and looked at the man in confusion, why was he bowing to her and calling her ‘milady’?

“And…where is that?” She asked impatiently.

“Why…in Middle Earth of course.” The man murmured, looking a bit apprehensive.

“I am Galadriel, this is Lord Elrond. And we have some things to explain to you.” The lady clad in white said as she moved to stand at Avianna’s side rather than behind her.

Avianna looked from Galadriel to Elrond and nodded, “Yeah, you do.” She agreed.