chapter 1:

this is my story of ThorinXmayan my oc. this is a short chapter with a little of a introduction to my character mayan/ may. i want to make sure that any viewers can help crate her. she is : shy, quite, little, pretty, intelligent and a fairly good fighter, however, if you want, send a picture on what you think she would look like! and anything she could be holding secret, ill add in as much as i can. anyway without further adoo, lets begin. billy?
billy: LandMIA does not own the hobbit, such an amazing story is owner to J.R. . and the movie by Peter Jackson. *bows*
thank you bill. go!

you have to run:

the little girl sighed, playing with her hair. looking over at her beautiful mother, she moved to be closer, to see what the elf was doing. the elf woman looked over at her little girl and held her with an arm, lifting her on the bed next to her. Her mothers skin had a lovely elegant glow as she gave the little girl a new dress. the girl smiled widely, hugging her mother, and thanked her over and over.

"thank you mother,thank you thank you thank you!" she cried happily, her mother smiled.
"my child, take this to" she removed her necklace, playing it in the girls hand gently "this will show you where to go, when you become blind"

Mayan was confused by the words but nodded and smiled again. then she herd her father, calling her mother in. her mother quickly said to her before leaving few words.
"run... i want you to use that bag, pack some food and cloths, and this new dress, with whatever else you want and run. you. have. to. run." her mother nodded to her little girl, the daughter nodded but said before hand
"where shall i go?" a slightly worried look. the mother smiled sadly
"run to the mountain edge. i hope you will be okay... i love you my child... ill miss you my beautiful girl..." Ellennoria hugged Mayan and stood, her red and white gown trailing behind as she left, and then... silence.

Mayan, though young, knew to follow her mothers orders. She packed somethings, placing her mothers necklace on. she was scared and locked the door. The 19 year old looked outside at the rain, and reached out her hand, it was cold, but shifty... she felt uncertain, and she should quickly, just leave.

he grabbed a jacket, with her weapon and left out the window. she fled

she ran as far as her legs could take her, collapsing at the side of the mountain in the dead of night, with nothing but the noise of nature, and a camp fire?