Okey-dokey, this is my second fanfic in all actuality; I just put this one up first 'cause this one's first chapter is
shorter. To my semi-mortal friends (and I don't use the term semi-mortal with them lightly), just be happy that I
have something that you haven't read up yet. Alright, disclaimer: Roses are red, violets are blue, me no own the
linking book idea or any of the LOTR stuff, so you no sue. What I DO own (well sorta) is Nimrodel (the living one),
Azerith (the dude in my fanfic, not the actual Azerith), and any other people that I make up. Okay, enough of my
yappin', read the fic; also, upon author's request, when you review the fic, tell me how old you think the person is
that wrote this.
~thought~ means that someone is thinking.
"talk" means that someone is talking.
'lyrics' means that someone is reciting or singing.
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I realized the moment I fell into the fissure that the book would not be destroyed as I had planned. It
continued falling into that starry expanse of which I had only glimpsed. I have tried to speculate where it might
have landed; however, I realize such conjecture is futile. Still, questions about whose hands might one day hold my
linking book are unsettling to me. I knew my apprehensions might never be allayed, and so I close, realizing that
perhaps the ending has not yet been written...
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I landed harder than expected upon the ground. ~blasted book...~ For some odd reason, going to this world by
linking book had alcoholic affects on me; I passed out without going a single step, my stuff strewn about me.
When I woke up, morning had come. ~Man, I feel like I just got hit by a truck... I'm hungry, good thing I brought
food with me.~ I stuffed my face for about an hour, no breaks, before I figured I better wash face, considering the
fact that I had spent the night on the ground. Of course, with my luck, I figured that I'd have to walk pretty far
to get to a stream or something, but , lo and behold, there was a river right behind me! For some reason my
hair kept getting in my face, so I went and got a hair tie from my stuff. I walked over to the river, the water was
bubbling and shimmering in the sunlight. For some reason I had to take off my glasses to see it clearly ~Dude, this
is cool...guess I can kiss these damned glasses good-bye!~ I tossed them over my shoulder to where my stuff was
and began to spash water on my face. When I decided that my face was clean I looked into the water; what I saw
shocked me. I saw myself, yet I saw a complete stranger. The person in my reflection had clear, pale skin,
silver eyes, pointed ears, knee length golden hair and no bangs, they were as long as the rest of her
hair. Once I had gotten over the fact that I had become an elf over-night after coming into this world, I set off
going to the west, towards civilization. As I went, I made a bow from a nice stick and a guitar string, and some
arrows for it, just in case. When i grew weary of walking, I stopped for the night and camped out up in a tree. I
fell asleep almost instantly due to exhaustion from going non-stop almost all day.
I awoke quite refreshed on the third day in this world. This third day was a milestone for me; I had a feeling
that I would find someone ahead of me and that someone else from behind would find me (A/N: this character's
fellings are almost always correct). Not wanting to be found first, I ate quickly and set off at a fast pace. I
continued until dusk began to fall, not because I was tired, but because I heard a scream...
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Mwa ha ha ha ha!!!! I shall leave the end of this chapter a cliff-hanger, so if you want to blame someone, blame
Katran...because I know that she'll read this and I wish to have psycological revenge upon her!!! Everyone reading
this, please...PLEASE, when you review let me know how old you think someone would be (aprox.) to write something
like this. Oh yeah, I won't put up the 2nd chapter until I get at least more than five reviews! ^-^
shorter. To my semi-mortal friends (and I don't use the term semi-mortal with them lightly), just be happy that I
have something that you haven't read up yet. Alright, disclaimer: Roses are red, violets are blue, me no own the
linking book idea or any of the LOTR stuff, so you no sue. What I DO own (well sorta) is Nimrodel (the living one),
Azerith (the dude in my fanfic, not the actual Azerith), and any other people that I make up. Okay, enough of my
yappin', read the fic; also, upon author's request, when you review the fic, tell me how old you think the person is
that wrote this.
~thought~ means that someone is thinking.
"talk" means that someone is talking.
'lyrics' means that someone is reciting or singing.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I realized the moment I fell into the fissure that the book would not be destroyed as I had planned. It
continued falling into that starry expanse of which I had only glimpsed. I have tried to speculate where it might
have landed; however, I realize such conjecture is futile. Still, questions about whose hands might one day hold my
linking book are unsettling to me. I knew my apprehensions might never be allayed, and so I close, realizing that
perhaps the ending has not yet been written...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I landed harder than expected upon the ground. ~blasted book...~ For some odd reason, going to this world by
linking book had alcoholic affects on me; I passed out without going a single step, my stuff strewn about me.
When I woke up, morning had come. ~Man, I feel like I just got hit by a truck... I'm hungry, good thing I brought
food with me.~ I stuffed my face for about an hour, no breaks, before I figured I better wash face, considering the
fact that I had spent the night on the ground. Of course, with my luck, I figured that I'd have to walk pretty far
to get to a stream or something, but , lo and behold, there was a river right behind me! For some reason my
hair kept getting in my face, so I went and got a hair tie from my stuff. I walked over to the river, the water was
bubbling and shimmering in the sunlight. For some reason I had to take off my glasses to see it clearly ~Dude, this
is cool...guess I can kiss these damned glasses good-bye!~ I tossed them over my shoulder to where my stuff was
and began to spash water on my face. When I decided that my face was clean I looked into the water; what I saw
shocked me. I saw myself, yet I saw a complete stranger. The person in my reflection had clear, pale skin,
silver eyes, pointed ears, knee length golden hair and no bangs, they were as long as the rest of her
hair. Once I had gotten over the fact that I had become an elf over-night after coming into this world, I set off
going to the west, towards civilization. As I went, I made a bow from a nice stick and a guitar string, and some
arrows for it, just in case. When i grew weary of walking, I stopped for the night and camped out up in a tree. I
fell asleep almost instantly due to exhaustion from going non-stop almost all day.
I awoke quite refreshed on the third day in this world. This third day was a milestone for me; I had a feeling
that I would find someone ahead of me and that someone else from behind would find me (A/N: this character's
fellings are almost always correct). Not wanting to be found first, I ate quickly and set off at a fast pace. I
continued until dusk began to fall, not because I was tired, but because I heard a scream...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Mwa ha ha ha ha!!!! I shall leave the end of this chapter a cliff-hanger, so if you want to blame someone, blame
Katran...because I know that she'll read this and I wish to have psycological revenge upon her!!! Everyone reading
this, please...PLEASE, when you review let me know how old you think someone would be (aprox.) to write something
like this. Oh yeah, I won't put up the 2nd chapter until I get at least more than five reviews! ^-^