AN: The plot is my own, but the characters and all that belong to the
genius Tolkien of course!
Chapter One
The golden sun was slowly rising above the blue hills. Naevien, a girl living in the village near the sloping hills, jumped out of bed. She never liked missing the glorious sun up. She loved watching it, having the first rays illuminate her green eyes, and shine upon her long chestnut hair, and warm her peach skin. She ran out barefoot through the door of her small hut, which she shared only with her dog, Piong. "Come, Piong!" she urged the mutt. The golden haired dog wagged his tail and bounded after her through the grass which was still moist with dew. Finally, they reached their favorite spot to watch the sun; a small rise in the usual flat land on which their village sat. "Oh isn't it beautiful this morning?" Naevien asked no one in particular. Piong panted happily, and rolled around on his back in a forming puddle of sunshine. Suddenly, their peaceful moment was interrupted by the sound of many stomping, livid footsteps and strange, growling voices. Naevien looked behind her to her peaceful village, only to see something horrible, something she least expected. A huge group of orcs were charging into her village. Naevien knew that she must leave her secure and restful home, for nothing will be left of it once the orcs were through. As brave as Naevien usually was, now she was nearly paralyzed with fear. Luck struck her though; the orcs had not yet reached her very house. She dashed, with Piong at her heels, inside her little hut and grabbed a few things she thought would be helpful for her to survive in the wilderness. She found her bag and stuffed it with bread, cheese, and a flask of water. She grabbed her father's belt, and hesitantly, his sheathed sword Nardul hanging unused on the wall. Then she took a cloak hanging on her chair, and finally, with a last view of the only home she ever knew, she departed.
So what did you all think? Ok, please review. This is my first fan fiction. I don't know if I should continue, it's up to you. (
Chapter One
The golden sun was slowly rising above the blue hills. Naevien, a girl living in the village near the sloping hills, jumped out of bed. She never liked missing the glorious sun up. She loved watching it, having the first rays illuminate her green eyes, and shine upon her long chestnut hair, and warm her peach skin. She ran out barefoot through the door of her small hut, which she shared only with her dog, Piong. "Come, Piong!" she urged the mutt. The golden haired dog wagged his tail and bounded after her through the grass which was still moist with dew. Finally, they reached their favorite spot to watch the sun; a small rise in the usual flat land on which their village sat. "Oh isn't it beautiful this morning?" Naevien asked no one in particular. Piong panted happily, and rolled around on his back in a forming puddle of sunshine. Suddenly, their peaceful moment was interrupted by the sound of many stomping, livid footsteps and strange, growling voices. Naevien looked behind her to her peaceful village, only to see something horrible, something she least expected. A huge group of orcs were charging into her village. Naevien knew that she must leave her secure and restful home, for nothing will be left of it once the orcs were through. As brave as Naevien usually was, now she was nearly paralyzed with fear. Luck struck her though; the orcs had not yet reached her very house. She dashed, with Piong at her heels, inside her little hut and grabbed a few things she thought would be helpful for her to survive in the wilderness. She found her bag and stuffed it with bread, cheese, and a flask of water. She grabbed her father's belt, and hesitantly, his sheathed sword Nardul hanging unused on the wall. Then she took a cloak hanging on her chair, and finally, with a last view of the only home she ever knew, she departed.
So what did you all think? Ok, please review. This is my first fan fiction. I don't know if I should continue, it's up to you. (
