Pippin and Alatáriël practiced everyday as the departure of the hobbits from Rivendell approached. The special piece that Alatáriël had reproduced at Elrond’s request was also called ‘Wind of the West’ and their goal was that by the final night of the hobbit’s stay, Pippin would be able to play it in the Hall of Fire.
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The last night of the hobbits stay, everyone gathered in the Hall of Fire with the promise of a surprise. Frodo, Merry, and Sam knew that Pippin was involved with whatever had been planned, but, to their chagrin, they couldn’t get any details out of him. They had tried all week and now Pippin had disappeared again.
“Where do you suppose he went off to?” Merry asked Frodo and Sam as they found seats.
“I don’t know, but this is all somewhat curious,” Frodo said. “I’m beginning to wonder if he disappears just to confuse us”
“Look Mr. Frodo!” Sam interrupted. “Mr. Pippin is near the hearth and who is that he’s with?”
But before either of the other hobbits could respond, both Pippin and the mysterious elf began to play beautiful music. Frodo, Merry, and Sam were astounded. So this was what Pippin had been disappearing off to do these past few weeks. The music was eternal; they couldn’t believe that one of their own kind could create such outer worldly music. Looking at Pippin playing the elvish instrument, they finally knew that though the elves were leaving these shores, they would not be forgotten. They listened speechlessly and when the performance ended with Pippin playing ‘Wind of the West’ by himself; they were filled with pride. Not only had the song brought tears to their own eyes, but to the eyes of the elves too. Pippin had quite a skill in creating the emotion filled and haunting music of the elves.