The fair land of Highland were begining to fade with the grewing evil in
the land of Mordor. Princess Anne sat by the window of her room, looking
out at her kindom. Her beautiful, angel soft, brown hair blew with the
wind. In her mind all she could think about was fighting along side the
solders, but she couldn't for she was a princess. How many days she begged
her father, but the answer remained the same, she was not allowed. Everyone
can see the sorrow in her purple eyes, but none could help her. Then it
came to her that no matter how she begged she could not go and it was up to
herself to escape.
One night Anne's father came to talk to her. Anne stood by her beloved window looking down.
" Why do you look so unhappy, my love?" King Aouther asked her daugther.
" Do you not fear the darkness in the air?" Anne said glanceing at her father from her window.
" That is why I have come to you. Highland is no longer safe for us, we must leave!" the King said.
" Why do you not fight it?" Anne asked turning away back to her window.
" Why should we fight when we will lose? Why should we fight when we know that it will kill." the king said slowly.
" Then you much rather be a coward and run away everytime the darkness falls apon us?"
" I will not be spoken to that way!"
" But you are nothing more than a coward!"
" You will confine to your room and I will not tolorate this no more!" the king shouted and swiped away.
Anne looked back at the king with tears in her eyes. She can no longer stand this cage. That very night she ran away. She had heard that there was a battle in Gondor, she indented to go and join them and fight for light.
For many days she rode away on her horse. All of the villages that she past by were nothing but runes. Finally after tweleve days of none stop riding she reached Gondor, appearetly the fight was over and vitory was around. Anne rode and stop infront of the white wizard. She jumped off her horse and lowered her hood.
" I am Anne of Highland and I have come to fight." Anne said swiptly.
A young elf jumped off his horse and walked around her, he survayed and finally he walk to one side and lifted her hair covering her ears.
" You are a elf?" The elf asked.
" I see you are one too, but are madien elfs not allowed to fight?" She said bitterly.
" Legois." The white wizard said as he held his stafe to stop the elf. " We do not know if you are friend of foe."
" I am no more than a foe than you. You have my word on it."
" You have my word on it too."
Anne bowed and leaped apon her horse and followed the white wizard. She felt much better when she met Aragon.
" My lady from far away land, why have you not sailed away to the undieing land?" Aragon asked.
" For my heart will never allow me to do such a thing, I have strength to carry on and I will never stop." Anne replied with a smile.
Aragon smiled back and they rode on. Anne then spoke to Gimli the dwarf.
" Maiden why have you come to us, most dwarf maidens have gone into hiding for they are afraid to be killed, not that they really need to be." Gimli joked.
" I believe that us ladies have as much rights to fight back than for a man to hide."Anne said.
There they rode on to fight the battle of Mordor, but plannes will always be changed.
Back in the Castle of Highland...
" What do you mean you cannot Anne." The King ranged.
" We have tried our best, my lord." The knight said shaking.
" That silly girl, thinking that she could concore it all." the King sighed, " Send all our soliders to be ready for fornight, we shall leave and find her."
One night Anne's father came to talk to her. Anne stood by her beloved window looking down.
" Why do you look so unhappy, my love?" King Aouther asked her daugther.
" Do you not fear the darkness in the air?" Anne said glanceing at her father from her window.
" That is why I have come to you. Highland is no longer safe for us, we must leave!" the King said.
" Why do you not fight it?" Anne asked turning away back to her window.
" Why should we fight when we will lose? Why should we fight when we know that it will kill." the king said slowly.
" Then you much rather be a coward and run away everytime the darkness falls apon us?"
" I will not be spoken to that way!"
" But you are nothing more than a coward!"
" You will confine to your room and I will not tolorate this no more!" the king shouted and swiped away.
Anne looked back at the king with tears in her eyes. She can no longer stand this cage. That very night she ran away. She had heard that there was a battle in Gondor, she indented to go and join them and fight for light.
For many days she rode away on her horse. All of the villages that she past by were nothing but runes. Finally after tweleve days of none stop riding she reached Gondor, appearetly the fight was over and vitory was around. Anne rode and stop infront of the white wizard. She jumped off her horse and lowered her hood.
" I am Anne of Highland and I have come to fight." Anne said swiptly.
A young elf jumped off his horse and walked around her, he survayed and finally he walk to one side and lifted her hair covering her ears.
" You are a elf?" The elf asked.
" I see you are one too, but are madien elfs not allowed to fight?" She said bitterly.
" Legois." The white wizard said as he held his stafe to stop the elf. " We do not know if you are friend of foe."
" I am no more than a foe than you. You have my word on it."
" You have my word on it too."
Anne bowed and leaped apon her horse and followed the white wizard. She felt much better when she met Aragon.
" My lady from far away land, why have you not sailed away to the undieing land?" Aragon asked.
" For my heart will never allow me to do such a thing, I have strength to carry on and I will never stop." Anne replied with a smile.
Aragon smiled back and they rode on. Anne then spoke to Gimli the dwarf.
" Maiden why have you come to us, most dwarf maidens have gone into hiding for they are afraid to be killed, not that they really need to be." Gimli joked.
" I believe that us ladies have as much rights to fight back than for a man to hide."Anne said.
There they rode on to fight the battle of Mordor, but plannes will always be changed.
Back in the Castle of Highland...
" What do you mean you cannot Anne." The King ranged.
" We have tried our best, my lord." The knight said shaking.
" That silly girl, thinking that she could concore it all." the King sighed, " Send all our soliders to be ready for fornight, we shall leave and find her."