Thanks so much for checking out my story, The Moon's Dream! I'm trying to improve my worldbuilding skills in writing, and I thought that if I wrote a fanfiction about a world that already existed, I might improve a bit! I tried to infuse my OC (Mei) with as much of myself as I could-she's Asian, a complete fangirl of J.R.R. Tolkien's books and extremely awkward. I'm a pretty silly person in real life, so you'll probably find bits of humor scattered throughout the story.
I hope you enjoy The Moon's Dream, and if you could leave a review that would mean the world to me! :)
I'm going to be late for school again! Mei thought anxiously to herself, her messenger bag banging against her side as she raced down the bike trail (the shortcut from her house to her high school). Clouds of dirt rose from the ground as her Converse sneakers pounded along the path.
In her haste to get to school in time, Mei had failed to notice the fallen tree branch lying in her path. The branch snagged her jeans and she began to fall onto the path. When she fell, her head banged against a large rock on the side of the path. Her world went black.
Mei's senses slowly awakened. She could feel soft grass beneath her body, the weight of her messenger bag against her side. When she opened her eyes, she found that she was lying in the middle of a grassy meadow. The sky was dark, and she could see some twinkling stars scattered throughout the blackness.
This is weird, Mei thought. She didn't recognize this meadow, and she certainly didn't think there was a meadow anywhere near the bike path where she had fallen. Maybe someone had brought her here when they found her unconscious body at the bike path? Or maybe she was just dreaming?
Mei got up, re-adjusted her messenger bag on her shoulder, and dusted off her jeans. A quick look at her surroundings informed her that she was entirely alone in the meadow.
She slowly turned in place, taking in the seemingly endless grass that encased her. In the distance, she could see a cluster of flickering lights, and the faint sound of voices. Maybe there are some people over there who can tell me where I am! Mei thought, making for the group of lights in a sprint.
When she reached the end of the meadow and stepped onto a dirt road, she could see a strange house-like lodging not far ahead. The house seemed to be built into the hill behind it, and it's door was circular, with a knob at the very center.
Something looked strangely familiar about this house. When she looked at it, she got a strange feeling-like she had seen the house before.
Mei continued along the road, passing that weird house. Maybe I'm just dreaming all of this, she thought to herself, trying out the classic "pinch me, I'm dreaming" trick.
As she walked further down the dirt path, she could see more and more houses, each of them pretty much identical to the first, emerging. They were all built into grassy hills, and all had those wacky circular doors.
But as she was passing a house with a particularly banged-up door, she bumped into a man, carrying a basket of potatoes, who had also been walking along the path.
"Watch where you're going, lass!" the man cried, looking annoyed.
"Sorry!" Mei yelped, instinctively. She bent down to pick up one of the potatoes that had fallen out of the man's basket during the collision. But when she looked down to grasp one of them, she found herself looking down at the man's very hairy feet.
"Oh my god…" she whispered.
"What?" the man asked, frowning.
"You're a hobbit!" Mei cried, straightening up. With another amazed look at her surroundings, she added, "this is the Shire!" J.R.R. Tolkien's The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings had been two of her favorite books. And now-she was actually here, in the Shire! It was any fangirl's dream.
"Well, of course I'm a hobbit!" the hobbit said grumpily. Then, he scanned her face, his brows furrowing. "You're not from around here, are you, lassie?"
Mei knew what he meant. Her almond-shaped eyes and straight black hair must have made her look like quite the outsider in this curly-haired realm of hobbits.
But then something else occurred to her. She and the hobbit were exactly the same size-him perhaps a smidge taller. Weren't hobbits called "halflings?" Weren't they supposed to be… you know, half the size of humans?
"Wait-why are we the same size?" she looked down at herself, as if looking for some sort of sign that she had magically shrunk or something. But her body looked entirely normal, and not shrunken at all. How was she, a human, the same size as this hobbit?
"What do you mean?" the hobbit asked, looking confused.
"Never mind," Mei replied, figuring that there was a lot she didn't know about why she was here or what had brought her here, and that her height was the least of her concerns at the moment. "Is there anywhere that I can sleep tonight? Y'know, like an inn or something?"
"Hmm… you won't find an inn 'round here in Hobbiton. But there's some sort of party going on over at Bag End tonight. Dunno if it's a party, exactly, but it seems pretty crowded. Maybe they can help you out." The hobbit picked up the rest of his potatoes and readjusted his grip on the basket. "I'd best be off, then! My wife is expecting me."
"Thank you, sir," Mei said, and the two of them continued on their ways.
Bag End! Mei thought to herself excitedly. Will I be meeting Bilbo Baggins tonight? That would be so freaking awesome!
Even though Mei hadn't been to Hobbiton before, she easily found Bag End. The house was at the very top of the hill, just like it had been pictured in her illustrated edition of The Hobbit.
But when she reached the gate to Bag End, she saw a glowing symbol etched into the door.
It was the symbol that Gandalf had carved into Bilbo's door at the beginning of The Hobbit!
Mei nearly squealed in excitement. She was going to meet all of her favorite characters! Thorin Oakenshield, Gandalf the Grey, Bilbo Baggins…
With a happy little smile, Mei knocked on the door three times.
The door opened, and there stood a very familiar hobbit. He had curly, light brown hair, and looked extremely frazzled. His tired eyes lit up curiously when he saw Mei. "Can I help you?" he asked.
"Oh my god!" Mei shrieked. "It's really you! You're Bilbo Baggins!"
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