Hi! I'm DreamingIn2Eternity!

A little about me and this story: This is my first story written entirely from the first person point of view (if you have any suggestions to help me with this, please let me know-I'd really appreciate the advice). I'm not a very good 'story writer' (my skills in writing tend to lean more towards poetry), but I love constructive criticism and am willing to learn.

Because of the nature of this story, warnings (should they apply) will be posted prior to the start of each chapter. This is done so that when a chapter contains something that may be of a sensitive nature for some readers, they will know about it before hand and be able to choose, if they wish, to continue reading.

Summary: A modern day twenty year old American finds herself in Tolkien's Middle Earth. No magical survival skills, no special talents to help her survive, entirely dependent on strangers she can't even speak to-she literally is the epitome of anyone of us in the same situation. Just a warning for those that my not like it; She will eventually meet up with the Fellowship. (I promise it will only be for a short time however, and she shouldn't mess with the general story line in any way. Aka:everything that is supposed to happen according to Tolkien's original work will still happen.

As the title indicates, this is 'Modern Me in Middle Earth', so it will be safe for you to assume that the main character is very similar to your authoress. Please consider this when writing a review! I will do my best to remain objective while reading reviews and during a critique.

Rating: As of now this story will be rated T however, this may (and probably will) change later in the story. I plan to describe everything the character sees, feels, and thinks while spending time in a land threatened/experiencing war.

Disclaimer: Middle Earth and all of its characters and places, and anything else associated with Lord of the Rings (or any other recognizable figure) belong to Tolkien/respectful owners. I'm merely borrowing them for the sake of this story which is a Fan-fiction. The only character/thing I own is myself (hence the Modern Me part of the title).

'Italics within single quotations indicate sounds'

Plain Italics indicate thoughts.

Warnings: The character's religious practices are mentioned. Also the stories and authors named later, as of October 21st, 2011, do not exist-I checked to make sure. If they do show up on this site, there is no correlation between this story and their site/stories-just coincidence.

'Ding-Dong-Ding-Dong... Ding-Dong-Ding-Ding...

Ding...

Ding...'

My schools clock tower chimed loudly as I walked past. Ten o-clock. Pulling my coat tighter around me, I turned away from the cold night wind blowing through campus. Ahead of me, lit up with bright lights and red neon lettering, was the campus 'mall'. My destination; the Taco Bell within.

'Ding...

Ding...'

I had just finished with my late night biology-lab class. It had been a long day, starting with an eight o-clock a.m. chemistry lecture. Since all of the campus dining halls were closed at eight, each monday (after ending lab around ten) I treated myself to Taco Bell, under the excuse that I deserved a treat after a fourteen hour day.

"Hello, what can I get for you?" The girl at the register asks me. I recognize her face, I believe she works every other monday. I tell her my order, reciting the same thing I always chose;

"A number seven-chicken, please. With a soft taco"

"Certainly, and to drink?"

"Lemonade, please"

"Alright, so I have a number seven-chicken, with a soft taco and lemonade, correct?"

"Yes"

"Anything else?"

"No"

She reads me my total and takes my money. A few minutes later a gentleman, that I recognize as the manager, brings me my order.

"Here you are. Have a nice night" He says as I turn to leave.

"Thank you, you too"

My next destination, my dorm, is just behind the campus mall-thankfully only a minute's walk away. Hugging my food to my chest, against my down-feather coat, I walk quickly to the security doors. Upon entering, I show my school ID to the front desk personnel and then head upstairs.

My room, a single on the forth floor of the hall, is a welcomed sight. Its heavy door, decorated with a poster bearing my name, Danielle, opens to a dark, slightly messy room. Dropping my bags and coat by the door, I head over to my desk to eat. After a brief prayer, I take off my glasses and begin to eat, simultaneously opening my laptop. After connecting to Fanfiction(dot)net, I login to the Lord of the Rings story archive.

Search: [All Genres]

Rating: [All]

Language: [English]

Length: [All]

Characters A: [Legolas]...

[Go].

I suppose I'll just admit it, I'm a fangirl... not just of Legolas, mind you, but of all elves. There is just a wider selection of Legolas stories out there. The stories appear on the page according to most recently updated;

Leggy and I -by leglessluver42

Lady Butiful Silverwulf Butterfly was the most beautifulist in all the land. But Surunman wants her. R&R plze!

Definitely NOT. Next.

How Secrets Can Kill. -by LordoftheRingsFanficWriter

What happens when a beautiful elleth shows up unconscious on the steps of the Mirkwood palace? How did she get there? Why is she so secretive about her past? Will Legolas always hide his feelings from her? LegolasXOC Don't like it, Don't read it!

Not liking the sound of that one either...

After about ten minutes of searching, I finally found a story that I enjoyed; A Question of Faith -by FeathersintheNight. Basically, this was your typical 'girl falls into Middle Earth' story, only it was exceptionally well written. I had fallen behind a few chapters due to school but, true to her amazing authoress self, FeathersintheNight was always the consistent updater.

After finishing the most recent chapter, I turn to my clock. 12:00 a.m.- I should probably be getting to bed now. With that thought in mind, I logout of fanfiction and get changed into my pajamas. After throwing the Taco Bell garbage away and moving my ballet slippers from my backpack to my closet, I pull out my toothbrush and toothpaste and head to the community bathroom.

Upon returning, I subconsciously run through my evening emergency check list. Keys: hanging on bedpost. Slippers: next to door. Coat: hanging up with easy access in closet. Flashlight, glasses, and phone: on nightstand. Clear path to door and window? Check. O.k, everything is the way it should be.

As silly as this seems, it's been a habit of mine to be over-prepared/worrisome, in the case of a possible emergency, since I was a little girl. Not to mention the fact that I'm living in a dorm with five-hundred-ish other college students... sometimes stupid things happen (i.e the fire alarm going off at four a.m!).

With everything in order for the night, I lock my door and turn off the lights-ready for a good nights sleep.

Thank you for reading! Please leave a review!

!PLEASE READ THE FOLLOWING AUTHORS NOTES!

From this point onward, this story will descriptively involve itself with the challenges that this female character will go through. Some topics that will eventually be covered are:

The character's religion

Some stereotypes that come along with the character's culture

Bodily needs (including the 'magic time of month')

The character's health without daily medication (this includes physical and mental health)

I am sure that there will be more added to this list as the story continues, and I will always post an additional warning (in the authors notes prior to the chapter) if I feel a new topic may be uncomfortable for some readers.

IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH READING ABOUT ANY OF THE ABOVE TOPICS (OR THOSE ADDED LATER IN THE STORY), PLEASE FIND ANOTHER STORY TO READ.

I have the utmost respect for others opinions, beliefs, and lifestyles however, I do not want to receive a review that depreciates and/or rudely challenges topics listed in the warning section(s). Anyone whom feels the need to disrespectfully state their opinion (especially regarding any of the above topics) will no longer be given the right to review. This is both for my sanity and for the sanity of other readers. If I end up having to remove anonymous reviews I will, fanfiction(dot)net is not a debate site, please go somewhere else to argue your views.

If you ever have a question regarding the material in the story, please do not hesitate to P.M. me or leave a question in a review-I will answer your question to the best of my ability.

I welcome reviews stating your general thoughts (i.e 'I like it' , 'I don't like it') and the reasons behind them (but please be considerate on how you word your reasons-you'd be surprised how important diction is when commenting on something), any true critiquing I should be able to handle just fine (yay college creative writing class!).

Your authoress thanks you for following the above requests! :D