This is my second story up here, the other isn't finished, not even close
to being it anytime soon either. Reviews are very welcome, I trust you know
where the little button is, otherwise if you're shy, don't hesitate to send
me an email, my email address is in my profile. Flames are welcome as they
are actually fun to read, and if I should get angry, ... just pray you'll
never meet me...
No, this is not a legomance, or a Mary-Sue, so please don't try to convince me it is. Ára is not me, nor do I have any wish to be her, so therefore it can't be a Mary-Sue.
Disclamer: I own none of the characters, except for Ára. I'm only making this for personal enjoyment, I'm not making any money of it! I've never claimed to own any other character than Ára so please, don't sue because I wanted to play in J.R.R. Tolkien's sandbox alrighty?
Summary: Ára's mother is an evil white witch, and doesn't like her only daughter because she considered her to be "weak", as her father. Ára's mother have now put the mute Ára out in the waste land to survive on her own, without any skills necessary. Who will she encounter? And what will happen to her?
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Chapter 1
A soft breeze rustled the leaves in the trees by the side of the balcony, and picked up some loose tresses of her silver white hair to toy lovingly with. The wind caressed the side of her face and picked up the skirts of her dress, letting the world know that she was barefoot on the smooth surface of the balcony. The moonlight filtered through the trees and made her skin glow softly, creating a soft beautiful aura around her. She was as cursed as her beauty was stunning.
Her mother was a witch, yes, a witch. But not a normal witch, oh no. She had a pale, pale skin, silver hair, almost white eyes, and her touch was as cold as ice. Her father... she never found out who he was, and her mother had refused to tell her who he was or what happened to him. Once her mother had become drunk, one of the very few times that that ever happened, and she let slip the fact that she had left him to die in the barren wastelands.
Her mother had never taken good care of her, she always let someone be her nanny, raising her and feeding her and bathing her and such during her early years. Then she had one day when her daughter had barely come off age, she understood that her daughter was to become more like her father and put a curse over her and left her to die in the same barren wastelands as she left father in some years later.
She had haunted her every dream, never let her have a moment of peace. But she soon grew tired of it and left her alone. She had other far more potential children to deal with, one's that didn't have the same weak father as her only daughter's. Her daughter couldn't even speak. Something from when she was a very little girl, she could sense it, but didn't know how to lift that curse made of such strong light. It hurt her to even try to touch it.
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~*two days earlier*~
She stumbled as she finally reached the forest she had been trying to get to for the whole past day. She had been unable to find any water, let alone any kind of food for the past four days and it had started to take it's toll on her already weary body. She kept going, trying to find some kind of water or berries so she could survive, her body protested at every move but she knew that if she didn't find something before the next time she fell unconscious she might not wake up at all.
Her sharp hearing picked up the sound of a creek running nearby. She prayed to whatever power was above that the water was fresh so she could drink it. She didn't think she'd be able to resist the water even if it was poisoned.
She kept stumbling forward, totally unaware of the three sets of eyes watching her every step.
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See that cute little button down there where it says "go", could you please hit that and write your thoughts about my story in there? It'd really help me! :)
Oh and does anyone know how I can center parts of the text?? I'm currently using WordPad, but I have Word, but it's taking up too much of my computer's memory to be of any real use. If anyone knows please please don't hesitate to tell me! I've tried using html tags but I'm not really sure on how to use them, and my documents get mixed up and they don't work. I also don't save my files in .html or .txt, only in .doc, if that's any help...
Please, help me!!
No, this is not a legomance, or a Mary-Sue, so please don't try to convince me it is. Ára is not me, nor do I have any wish to be her, so therefore it can't be a Mary-Sue.
Disclamer: I own none of the characters, except for Ára. I'm only making this for personal enjoyment, I'm not making any money of it! I've never claimed to own any other character than Ára so please, don't sue because I wanted to play in J.R.R. Tolkien's sandbox alrighty?
Summary: Ára's mother is an evil white witch, and doesn't like her only daughter because she considered her to be "weak", as her father. Ára's mother have now put the mute Ára out in the waste land to survive on her own, without any skills necessary. Who will she encounter? And what will happen to her?
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Chapter 1
A soft breeze rustled the leaves in the trees by the side of the balcony, and picked up some loose tresses of her silver white hair to toy lovingly with. The wind caressed the side of her face and picked up the skirts of her dress, letting the world know that she was barefoot on the smooth surface of the balcony. The moonlight filtered through the trees and made her skin glow softly, creating a soft beautiful aura around her. She was as cursed as her beauty was stunning.
Her mother was a witch, yes, a witch. But not a normal witch, oh no. She had a pale, pale skin, silver hair, almost white eyes, and her touch was as cold as ice. Her father... she never found out who he was, and her mother had refused to tell her who he was or what happened to him. Once her mother had become drunk, one of the very few times that that ever happened, and she let slip the fact that she had left him to die in the barren wastelands.
Her mother had never taken good care of her, she always let someone be her nanny, raising her and feeding her and bathing her and such during her early years. Then she had one day when her daughter had barely come off age, she understood that her daughter was to become more like her father and put a curse over her and left her to die in the same barren wastelands as she left father in some years later.
She had haunted her every dream, never let her have a moment of peace. But she soon grew tired of it and left her alone. She had other far more potential children to deal with, one's that didn't have the same weak father as her only daughter's. Her daughter couldn't even speak. Something from when she was a very little girl, she could sense it, but didn't know how to lift that curse made of such strong light. It hurt her to even try to touch it.
* * *
~*two days earlier*~
She stumbled as she finally reached the forest she had been trying to get to for the whole past day. She had been unable to find any water, let alone any kind of food for the past four days and it had started to take it's toll on her already weary body. She kept going, trying to find some kind of water or berries so she could survive, her body protested at every move but she knew that if she didn't find something before the next time she fell unconscious she might not wake up at all.
Her sharp hearing picked up the sound of a creek running nearby. She prayed to whatever power was above that the water was fresh so she could drink it. She didn't think she'd be able to resist the water even if it was poisoned.
She kept stumbling forward, totally unaware of the three sets of eyes watching her every step.
*********************************************
See that cute little button down there where it says "go", could you please hit that and write your thoughts about my story in there? It'd really help me! :)
Oh and does anyone know how I can center parts of the text?? I'm currently using WordPad, but I have Word, but it's taking up too much of my computer's memory to be of any real use. If anyone knows please please don't hesitate to tell me! I've tried using html tags but I'm not really sure on how to use them, and my documents get mixed up and they don't work. I also don't save my files in .html or .txt, only in .doc, if that's any help...
Please, help me!!