Anastasia skipped down the beach, splashing the chilly water up in the air, trying to catch the little drops in her small hands. Then she caught sight of him, the old man in the pointy gray hat, fishing rod in hand.
“Dofdof!” she shouted excitedly running up towards the dock to gray haired man.
“Hello, Anastasia, how are you,” he asked, looking up towards the small brunette girl?
“Have you caught any fish Dofdof,” the little girl asked?
“No, not today…” He let out a sigh, “Would you like to hear a story, Anastasia.” He asked with a cognizant look.
“Is it a story about the grown-up elves?” the child asked excitedly
“Yes, Anastasia, it is a story about the grown-up elves,” He said with a chuckle.
“Alright, then yes I would very much like to hear it,” She said with a smile.
“There is a very be…”
“NO! You’re starting it wrong,” Anastasia said with a pout.
“I am? Then child, do tell, how do I start it.”
“Well all stories start with “Once upon a time”, that’s how it’s suppose to be.”
“Alright. Once upon a time there was a beautiful Elvin Princess named...”
“Anastasia,” the girl interrupted.
“No, her name is Arwen,” he said with a grin.
“Oh, well I think you are wrong, I think her name was Anastasia!” the girl stated, as the old man laughed out loud.
“Fine if you would like we will call her Anna. Is that a good compromise,” he asked raising an eyebrow.
“I suppose,” she said letting out a sigh.
“So, Anna met a mortal man, named Aragorn, and she fell in love. However, this posed a big problem.”
“Why would being in love be a problem.” The girl practically shouted out of surprise.
“Well, dear, it wasn’t loving him that was necessarily the problem, it was the decision that she faced. See child Elves at one point hear the call of the sea. When they do, they cross the it to the Gray Havens. This is where all her family and friends would be, but not Aragorn. She would have to live for all eternity knowing she lost out on true love. However if she chose to love and be with Aragorn she would forsake her immortality. She wouldn’t be able cross over, and instead she would fade away, from the anguish when Aragorn would die.”
“Gandolf, that isn’t a very good story. No matter what she chooses it would not be a happily ever after ending!”
“Sometimes you are faced with such decisions though. So tell me Anastasia, would you choose family or true love…


