You are My Sight, You are My Voice
Author's Note-I do not own any of the characters in Lord of The Rings.
I do own Caroline Jones though (aka- Yarrow, a little later on her name changes.)
And here is the reason why……..
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The Song of The Yarrow Fairy
Among the harebells and the grass,
The grass all feathery with seed,
I dream, and see the people pass:
They pay me little heed.
And yet the children (so I think)
In spite of other flowers more dear,
Would miss my clusters white and pink,
If I should disappear.
By Cicely Mary Barker
(The Yarrow has another name, Milfoil, which means
Thousand leaf; because her leaves are all made up of very
Many tiny little leaves.)
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"Mom where's my orange sweatshirt?" I yell downstairs to my mother who has gone a little too far with all her cleaning!
"It's in the drier it'll be done soon honey" she calls up from the kitchen where I can already smell dinner cooking.
"All right but just tell me next time when you're going to do a clean sweep of my room and wash everything, because I was in a frenzy thinking I had lost it!" I shout.
"All right sweetie! I will next time!" she shouts back up to me.
(Well at least I know now I didn't lose it. Now let's see what to wear for tonight…)
I pull out of my closet my favorite pair of blue, bell bottom, hip hugger jeans and pull them on then I grab four shirts out of my closet and look at them.
(Let's see now hmm… since I'm spending the weekend over at Amanda's house I probably should bring them all along and another pair of jeans.)
I pulled on a gray long sleeve shirt that I had just gotten yesterday. It said "Heart Breaker" with a little heart as the symbol; the letters were in pale pink. Next I grabbed my pink and white sneakers and put them on. I grabbed my watch and blue bracelet my best friend in the whole world made me for Christmas. The beads looked like pearls, but were not, I loved it anyway! Then I picked up my butterfly ring, I'd had it ever since I could remember. I used to wear it on a chain around my neck but not anymore since it now fits my index finger. It's actually a very big ring it covers about half of my finger almost up to the knuckle, and it has fuchsia stones in the wings. I always wear it, along with the other articles of jewelry I put on everyday.
After I got dressed I packed everything into my back pack, three shirts, a pair of jeans, my light green sweatshirt, three pairs of fresh underwear, an extra bra, and my black and purple sneakers. I quickly grabbed my tooth brush, a tube of toothpaste and tossed them in.
I went over to my bed and flopped down on my stomach and turned on my radio. I started to hum along to a song on the radio when a book on my nightstand caught my eye.
(Oh yeah, mom's weirdo friend left this here when she came to visit. She's always bringing weird stuff to our house when she comes since she travels all around the world. I think she said she picked this up over in England. She said it was all the rage there, that everyone was reading them.)
I picked up the book and looked at the title. The Lord of The Rings it said, it was very thick since it consisted of all three of the books in the trilogy, and had many fold out maps in the back.
(Well since I won't be leaving till 7:00 I guess it would be ok if I read a little of it… I mean I'm not going to start from the beginning just skim a little.)
I sat up grabbed my back pack and put it one the bed beside me so I would be ready to go when my mom called upstairs to me. I flipped the pages stopping at a certain page that appealed to me.
(The Council of Elrond, hmmm… I'll skim a few more pages into this chapter because it does sound somewhat interesting. Let's see ah here we go…)
'Bring out the Ring, Frodo!' said Gandalf solemnly. 'The time has come.
Hold it up, and then Boromir will understand the remainder of his riddle.'
There was a hush, and all turned their eyes on Frodo. He was shaken by a sudden shame and fear; and he felt a great reluctance to reveal the Ring, and a loathing of its touch. He wished he was far away. The Ring gleamed and flickered as he held it up before them in his trembling hand.
'Behold Isildur's Bane!' said Elrond.
Right then and there in Caroline's room a strong wind picked up and everything went dark. Caroline screamed, and felt herself falling, falling fast into the darkness. Everything was quiet, and dark. Caroline landed on the grass, it was a hard landing, but at least it was on grass. She wondered to herself why it was so dark and figured it must be nighttime. She felt around to find a long stick to maybe help her stand up because she felt a sharp pain in her knee.
While she was feeling the grass, she felt a large lump next to her. It was her back pack, along with the book just next to it!
(Well at least I won't have to worry about clothes or necessities…)
She found a good long stick to use as a walking stick. It seemed old as she ran her hands over it feeling the wood. It had a crook at the top like a shepherd's staff but it wasn't perfectly curved. She grabbed the book and put it in her back pack and pulled it over her shoulders and stood up. She took a deep breath and set off cautiously feeling her way, towards heaven knows what.
Author's Note-All will be explained in the next chapter. As to why it's so dark and where she is, it might come as a shock, but just bear with me