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Aleiana ran through the woods of her home with her dog, Silver. Silver was a white and gray husky, and was almost bigger than she was. She was 11 and her goldish-red hair flew behind her as she ran, her big eyes taking in the sunlight. She raced the dog along the field and through the woods. Her mother, Lessian would probably scold her, she didn't care though. This is where she felt at home, among the woods. There were four things that set her apart from the rest of her family, from her two elder sisters and her parents. First, she loved the woods, she never felt happy unless she was running around or studying the things she found. She could sense the earth, hear what it said. Her mother thought she was being prudent and telling stories, Her elder sister, Cerine (14), sat and sew clothes, saying it was the pettiness of a child, while the middle sister Nenya (13) said it was good natured curiosity, while her father just smiled. Two, her ears; Her family had rounded ears while she had tips on hers. Her mother said it was because she was strange while her father said it was special. And three, she was learning to speak a different language. Not that of Latin that her sisters could speak, a different kind of language completely, it was a beautiful language, and her father could speak it, and when she spoke it to the horses or Silver, they understood what he said. She was also learning to write in it, which also was very beautiful. She had promised her father one thing thought as she learned this language, she must never tell her mother or sisters that she knew of it. And fourth, her eyes; they were not green, blue, or brown. But strangely enough, purple. The color of the small crystal her father had given her, he called it amethyst.
Aleiana fell on the ground laughing, silver dropped too and started rolling on her back in the grass. Aleiana laughed. She stopped suddenly. Her body feeling strange, she felt as though something had changed had been removed, never to come back. She knew this feeling, it had come before, and she always felt a sense of sadness when she got it. Something washed over suddenly, a feeling of sudden pain. She lay in shock for a few seconds, the got up and ran as fast as she could to the house.
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Aleiana ran through the doors of their large house to meet her mother. The woman's black hair was tied in a long and tight braid. While her harsh brown eyes stared down upon the girl. Aleiana smiled. She had mud on her face and her ears were showing, her mother hated that. She quickly stopped smiling and draped her hair over ears, hiding them from view. Her mother just stared at her, "you went outside didn't you? I told you we were having guests tonight, and you better behave." The words stung like a slap and Aleiana would have run had she not been saved by Nenya, who walked into the room, followed by Cerine.
"Now mother," she said gently, her voice flowing like light wind during the hot summer, her long, wavy red hair hanging to her waist. "She is but a child, let her have her fun while she can." With that Nenya fondly put her arms around Aleiana. Aleiana thought she was beautiful, with her long hair and pretty face, and her blue eyes matching her dress. "I will have her clean before our guests arrive." Cerine looked at her with the same distaste as her mother, "I think we should just throw her out with the pigs, she likes the mud so much." Aleiana glared at her sister, with her black hair and green eyes and dress, she looked far from Nenya, she looked menacing and cruel. Nenya tried quickly to change the subject, as to not upset Aleiana.
"So where are our guests coming from mother?" Lessian rolled her eyes. "Some place called Rivendale, Lothlorien, and they have someone else's son joining them from Mirkwood because the father could not come. Then some old bat wizard. Count on your father to invite a wizard to dinner, he can be such an idiot at times." Cerine looked confused, "Where are those places? I have never heard of them." Lessian shrugged. "I have no Idea, probably some made up gibberish. Your father invited them, said they were "old friends" whatever that means. But we all must be on our BEST behavior. (She stared intently at Aleiana) There is a King, a Lord and a prince. Who knows, maybe we will get lucky." She smiled at Cerine, who just smiled too. Aleiana couldn't suppress her opinion any more,
"I think Nenya will become a princess someday." Nenya laughed quietly, "No I like this quiet life in this castle as a lady. But maybe you will be one someday." Aleiana looked up smiling at Nenya; "You think so?" Nenya nodded. Aleiana laughed. Cerine glared at her; "Anyone who would want to marry her would have to be a pig, as she gets muddy so often." Nenya cried out by her sisters startled behavior. Aleiana pulled away from her sister and ran outside tears streaming down her face. She heard cries and barking as she ran blindly into the day. ----
Aleiana ran through the long road until she was near the exit, which ran to the big road. She then fell down into the leaves and sobbed. She then just laid there, with silver by her side, gently licking her tears away. She didn't know how long she had been there, only that the sun was close to setting.
Silver wagged her tail and gave a light bark of greeting. Aleiana figured the dog had seen a bird and ignored the movement. A sudden touch to her sides made her give a startled cry, and move forward and around. At first she saw only a bright light, which quickly faded, and left in its place a man. The man was one that she had never seen before. He was tall with black hair and brown eyes, yet his face looked neither old nor young. Knowledge and wisdom were in his eyes; he was dressed in exquisitely beautiful clothing. He had a beauty that she had never seen before, except in the woods and in the language she was learning.
She just stared up at the man for a few seconds. Neither spoke for several minuets, each surveying the other. Finally the man spoke, "Are you all right little one?" She stared up at him, even his voice sounded beautiful and ageless. She came to her senses suddenly, and fell back over again in her haste to get up. He looked slightly confused, then leaned over and lifted her off the ground and onto her feet. Aleiana stared at her feet, while mumbling a shy "thank-you." He was looking at her eyes, then smiled suddenly, a warm look on his face. "Do you know where I may find the Master Leonard? I believe this is his home." Aleiana broke out into a grin, "Yes sir, he is my father. They are waiting for you." The man smiled, "You must be Aleiana, your father said in his messages you were very lovely, I see now that is not even close to the measure of beauty I see in you, even if you have gotten a little dirty." Aleiana went scarlet. She had never had someone say that to her before. The man smiled, then leaned down and picked her up. He started to carry her out of the woods, Silver following. "I saw you laying on the ground in the distance and thought you had been hurt. The other members of the party I am with are waiting on the road." Aleiana felt herself go red with embarrassment again. "I am sorry to have startled you, I wanted to run, and exhausted myself." He laughed quietly.
A sudden thought came to her mind. "I am sorry sir, but I do not know your name." He looked down and smiled at her. "Do not be sorry for I have not given it to you. My name is Elrond." He stepped out into the road. Four horses were waiting with three riders, two as beautiful as Elrond, one slightly older, and one that looked about a year younger then Nenya; she secretly thought he was cute. Then another man, in gray robes and a pointed blue hat. Elrond motioned to the others, He motioned to the other man with blond hair, "Celeborn, (to the man with the hat) Gandalf the Grey, (and to the boy) and Legolas." She smiled. She liked the man with the hat the second she had laid eyes on him, he had friendly eyes. He quickly spoke to the others in a different tongue who she was. Aleiana looked up at him in surprise; the language was the same as the one she was being taught. Then to her surprise, his ears were the same too.
Aleiana learned later that these people were called Elves, and they had come to her father on request to help with some kind of work he was doing. Cerine seemed quite taken by Legolas, though he didn't seem quite taken with her. Cerine would tag about after him trying continually to flirt, Legolas simply ignored her, answering with simple answers that no one understood. Elrond told Aleiana one day that he could not yet speak English, so must wait for translations from him, Gandalf or her father. One of the funniest by all accounts was when Cerine tried to ask Legolas where he came from. Aleiana remembered fondly; Legolas had been moving a pile of dried wood from one spot to another with Cerine chasing after him, trying to engage him in a conversation, and Gandalf translating for the both of them, one to elvish, the other to English.
"Where do you come from?"
"Mirkwood."
"What is that?"
"my home."
"er.what is it like?"
"A forest, beautiful in its own ways." He stopped a moment as though thinking back, Gandalf translated as quickly as the boy spoke. "We live in a large cave, beautifully decorated, and go out into the forest many times a day. If there is good weather we will go outside and eat and have games. I love to climb in the trees outside of my home and listen to their words, although you must be very careful when doing so, there are dark shadow consuming the paths and dark creatures are all over the place. Are you going to keep following me around as I do this?"
Cerine was caught off guard, "Um.. well I am just trying to learn about you, I find you very curious." Legolas shook his head as spoke almost roughly. Gandalf paused, not sure wither to translate it or not. Cerine glared at Gandalf, "What did he say?" Gandalf sighed then translated,
"Well you didn't last night, and your mother seemed very disturbed about our decision to camp outside. Anyway, since you're going to stay here, be of some use." With that Legolas dropped a load of wood into Cerine's arms and turned and walked off with his own pile.
Cerine looked startled and nearly fell over from the weight. She suddenly noticed Aleiana lying in the bushes a few feet away. She glared at her "YOU! Get over here." Aleiana scampered over as Legolas walked behind Cerine with his third load of wood. He put the wood on the pile and glanced back at them to see what they were doing. When Aleiana walked over Cerine dropped the wood into the girl's arms and stormed off.
Aleiana shook her head. She then shook the wood gently, "She calls this heavy? She must not be as strong as I thought." She turned and walked over to Legolas, he gently took the wood from her and walked back to the other pile. She followed him, he turned around and seemed startled to find her still there. He shook his head and smiled, then quietly spoke in his own tongue. Aleiana still only knew a few words so couldn't understand, something about why she was still there. Gandalf smiled and said; "You don't have to help him. Go off an play." Aleiana shook her head, "Mother would scold me for going into the woods again. Anyway, I find this more interesting." Legolas gave her a somewhat sideways look, his expression a mix of being amused and pleased to have help. He smiled suddenly and shook his head. Gandalf laughed, "All right, but I did give you a chance."
They cleared the wood much more quickly that way and Aleiana got to learn more about Mirkwood. Legolas and Gandalf seemed more willing to talk to her then Cerine. Just as they finished one of the maids called for Aleiana to come change for dinner. Aleiana muttered a quick "good-bye" and after a response from Legolas , "Namarie," and ran happily indoors. Legolas stared after her, then shook his head. A voice interrupted his thoughts, talking to him in his own language.
"Never expected someone as simple as her to be as powerful as she will become hmmm?" Legolas looked up. "No Mithrandir I did not." Gandalf pulled his pipe from his mouth and blew a red smoke ring. "None of us did. That is why we must teach her to defend herself. Sauron will be looking for her once he realizes how big of a threat she could be." Legolas looked up startled, "What do you mean?" Gandalf looked up. Then shook his head. "Don't worry about it." He stood smoking his pipe for a few moments, feeling something on his hand that Legolas could not see. He finally pulled the pipe out again and blew a big cloud of smoke, which turned into a ship and sailed off in the gentle summer air. He scratched his head and looked at Legolas. "It's going to be a long night." He looked up and smiled, "Come, dinner."
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Aleiana ran through the woods of her home with her dog, Silver. Silver was a white and gray husky, and was almost bigger than she was. She was 11 and her goldish-red hair flew behind her as she ran, her big eyes taking in the sunlight. She raced the dog along the field and through the woods. Her mother, Lessian would probably scold her, she didn't care though. This is where she felt at home, among the woods. There were four things that set her apart from the rest of her family, from her two elder sisters and her parents. First, she loved the woods, she never felt happy unless she was running around or studying the things she found. She could sense the earth, hear what it said. Her mother thought she was being prudent and telling stories, Her elder sister, Cerine (14), sat and sew clothes, saying it was the pettiness of a child, while the middle sister Nenya (13) said it was good natured curiosity, while her father just smiled. Two, her ears; Her family had rounded ears while she had tips on hers. Her mother said it was because she was strange while her father said it was special. And three, she was learning to speak a different language. Not that of Latin that her sisters could speak, a different kind of language completely, it was a beautiful language, and her father could speak it, and when she spoke it to the horses or Silver, they understood what he said. She was also learning to write in it, which also was very beautiful. She had promised her father one thing thought as she learned this language, she must never tell her mother or sisters that she knew of it. And fourth, her eyes; they were not green, blue, or brown. But strangely enough, purple. The color of the small crystal her father had given her, he called it amethyst.
Aleiana fell on the ground laughing, silver dropped too and started rolling on her back in the grass. Aleiana laughed. She stopped suddenly. Her body feeling strange, she felt as though something had changed had been removed, never to come back. She knew this feeling, it had come before, and she always felt a sense of sadness when she got it. Something washed over suddenly, a feeling of sudden pain. She lay in shock for a few seconds, the got up and ran as fast as she could to the house.
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Aleiana ran through the doors of their large house to meet her mother. The woman's black hair was tied in a long and tight braid. While her harsh brown eyes stared down upon the girl. Aleiana smiled. She had mud on her face and her ears were showing, her mother hated that. She quickly stopped smiling and draped her hair over ears, hiding them from view. Her mother just stared at her, "you went outside didn't you? I told you we were having guests tonight, and you better behave." The words stung like a slap and Aleiana would have run had she not been saved by Nenya, who walked into the room, followed by Cerine.
"Now mother," she said gently, her voice flowing like light wind during the hot summer, her long, wavy red hair hanging to her waist. "She is but a child, let her have her fun while she can." With that Nenya fondly put her arms around Aleiana. Aleiana thought she was beautiful, with her long hair and pretty face, and her blue eyes matching her dress. "I will have her clean before our guests arrive." Cerine looked at her with the same distaste as her mother, "I think we should just throw her out with the pigs, she likes the mud so much." Aleiana glared at her sister, with her black hair and green eyes and dress, she looked far from Nenya, she looked menacing and cruel. Nenya tried quickly to change the subject, as to not upset Aleiana.
"So where are our guests coming from mother?" Lessian rolled her eyes. "Some place called Rivendale, Lothlorien, and they have someone else's son joining them from Mirkwood because the father could not come. Then some old bat wizard. Count on your father to invite a wizard to dinner, he can be such an idiot at times." Cerine looked confused, "Where are those places? I have never heard of them." Lessian shrugged. "I have no Idea, probably some made up gibberish. Your father invited them, said they were "old friends" whatever that means. But we all must be on our BEST behavior. (She stared intently at Aleiana) There is a King, a Lord and a prince. Who knows, maybe we will get lucky." She smiled at Cerine, who just smiled too. Aleiana couldn't suppress her opinion any more,
"I think Nenya will become a princess someday." Nenya laughed quietly, "No I like this quiet life in this castle as a lady. But maybe you will be one someday." Aleiana looked up smiling at Nenya; "You think so?" Nenya nodded. Aleiana laughed. Cerine glared at her; "Anyone who would want to marry her would have to be a pig, as she gets muddy so often." Nenya cried out by her sisters startled behavior. Aleiana pulled away from her sister and ran outside tears streaming down her face. She heard cries and barking as she ran blindly into the day. ----
Aleiana ran through the long road until she was near the exit, which ran to the big road. She then fell down into the leaves and sobbed. She then just laid there, with silver by her side, gently licking her tears away. She didn't know how long she had been there, only that the sun was close to setting.
Silver wagged her tail and gave a light bark of greeting. Aleiana figured the dog had seen a bird and ignored the movement. A sudden touch to her sides made her give a startled cry, and move forward and around. At first she saw only a bright light, which quickly faded, and left in its place a man. The man was one that she had never seen before. He was tall with black hair and brown eyes, yet his face looked neither old nor young. Knowledge and wisdom were in his eyes; he was dressed in exquisitely beautiful clothing. He had a beauty that she had never seen before, except in the woods and in the language she was learning.
She just stared up at the man for a few seconds. Neither spoke for several minuets, each surveying the other. Finally the man spoke, "Are you all right little one?" She stared up at him, even his voice sounded beautiful and ageless. She came to her senses suddenly, and fell back over again in her haste to get up. He looked slightly confused, then leaned over and lifted her off the ground and onto her feet. Aleiana stared at her feet, while mumbling a shy "thank-you." He was looking at her eyes, then smiled suddenly, a warm look on his face. "Do you know where I may find the Master Leonard? I believe this is his home." Aleiana broke out into a grin, "Yes sir, he is my father. They are waiting for you." The man smiled, "You must be Aleiana, your father said in his messages you were very lovely, I see now that is not even close to the measure of beauty I see in you, even if you have gotten a little dirty." Aleiana went scarlet. She had never had someone say that to her before. The man smiled, then leaned down and picked her up. He started to carry her out of the woods, Silver following. "I saw you laying on the ground in the distance and thought you had been hurt. The other members of the party I am with are waiting on the road." Aleiana felt herself go red with embarrassment again. "I am sorry to have startled you, I wanted to run, and exhausted myself." He laughed quietly.
A sudden thought came to her mind. "I am sorry sir, but I do not know your name." He looked down and smiled at her. "Do not be sorry for I have not given it to you. My name is Elrond." He stepped out into the road. Four horses were waiting with three riders, two as beautiful as Elrond, one slightly older, and one that looked about a year younger then Nenya; she secretly thought he was cute. Then another man, in gray robes and a pointed blue hat. Elrond motioned to the others, He motioned to the other man with blond hair, "Celeborn, (to the man with the hat) Gandalf the Grey, (and to the boy) and Legolas." She smiled. She liked the man with the hat the second she had laid eyes on him, he had friendly eyes. He quickly spoke to the others in a different tongue who she was. Aleiana looked up at him in surprise; the language was the same as the one she was being taught. Then to her surprise, his ears were the same too.
Aleiana learned later that these people were called Elves, and they had come to her father on request to help with some kind of work he was doing. Cerine seemed quite taken by Legolas, though he didn't seem quite taken with her. Cerine would tag about after him trying continually to flirt, Legolas simply ignored her, answering with simple answers that no one understood. Elrond told Aleiana one day that he could not yet speak English, so must wait for translations from him, Gandalf or her father. One of the funniest by all accounts was when Cerine tried to ask Legolas where he came from. Aleiana remembered fondly; Legolas had been moving a pile of dried wood from one spot to another with Cerine chasing after him, trying to engage him in a conversation, and Gandalf translating for the both of them, one to elvish, the other to English.
"Where do you come from?"
"Mirkwood."
"What is that?"
"my home."
"er.what is it like?"
"A forest, beautiful in its own ways." He stopped a moment as though thinking back, Gandalf translated as quickly as the boy spoke. "We live in a large cave, beautifully decorated, and go out into the forest many times a day. If there is good weather we will go outside and eat and have games. I love to climb in the trees outside of my home and listen to their words, although you must be very careful when doing so, there are dark shadow consuming the paths and dark creatures are all over the place. Are you going to keep following me around as I do this?"
Cerine was caught off guard, "Um.. well I am just trying to learn about you, I find you very curious." Legolas shook his head as spoke almost roughly. Gandalf paused, not sure wither to translate it or not. Cerine glared at Gandalf, "What did he say?" Gandalf sighed then translated,
"Well you didn't last night, and your mother seemed very disturbed about our decision to camp outside. Anyway, since you're going to stay here, be of some use." With that Legolas dropped a load of wood into Cerine's arms and turned and walked off with his own pile.
Cerine looked startled and nearly fell over from the weight. She suddenly noticed Aleiana lying in the bushes a few feet away. She glared at her "YOU! Get over here." Aleiana scampered over as Legolas walked behind Cerine with his third load of wood. He put the wood on the pile and glanced back at them to see what they were doing. When Aleiana walked over Cerine dropped the wood into the girl's arms and stormed off.
Aleiana shook her head. She then shook the wood gently, "She calls this heavy? She must not be as strong as I thought." She turned and walked over to Legolas, he gently took the wood from her and walked back to the other pile. She followed him, he turned around and seemed startled to find her still there. He shook his head and smiled, then quietly spoke in his own tongue. Aleiana still only knew a few words so couldn't understand, something about why she was still there. Gandalf smiled and said; "You don't have to help him. Go off an play." Aleiana shook her head, "Mother would scold me for going into the woods again. Anyway, I find this more interesting." Legolas gave her a somewhat sideways look, his expression a mix of being amused and pleased to have help. He smiled suddenly and shook his head. Gandalf laughed, "All right, but I did give you a chance."
They cleared the wood much more quickly that way and Aleiana got to learn more about Mirkwood. Legolas and Gandalf seemed more willing to talk to her then Cerine. Just as they finished one of the maids called for Aleiana to come change for dinner. Aleiana muttered a quick "good-bye" and after a response from Legolas , "Namarie," and ran happily indoors. Legolas stared after her, then shook his head. A voice interrupted his thoughts, talking to him in his own language.
"Never expected someone as simple as her to be as powerful as she will become hmmm?" Legolas looked up. "No Mithrandir I did not." Gandalf pulled his pipe from his mouth and blew a red smoke ring. "None of us did. That is why we must teach her to defend herself. Sauron will be looking for her once he realizes how big of a threat she could be." Legolas looked up startled, "What do you mean?" Gandalf looked up. Then shook his head. "Don't worry about it." He stood smoking his pipe for a few moments, feeling something on his hand that Legolas could not see. He finally pulled the pipe out again and blew a big cloud of smoke, which turned into a ship and sailed off in the gentle summer air. He scratched his head and looked at Legolas. "It's going to be a long night." He looked up and smiled, "Come, dinner."