a/n this is just a random snippet i wrote cause i was bored, i might make it into a story if u guys like it! it would probably be a lotr fanfic, meaning i would have to change some things in this. hope u enjoy! special thx to maxine anglen for correcting my horrible grammar.
She woke up alone not knowing the past or the present but she did know one thing she had to be dead. Snippets of her past where all that remained. Snippets of sorrow and lost love. Of despair, of fire, of anguish, and of blood.
The ground was wet and squishy beneath her. She lay in a moonlit clearing in the woods, in what woods, she did not know. Cool water lapped at her side, soothing her throbbing battle wounds.
It was hard to move. Her bones ached from fighting; slowly she made her way into the water to soothe her irritated skin. Strangely her hands felt like stone, she put them in a puddle. She jumped back quickly starting to remember the past.
She was at a party to welcome the Drainian army to her town, something happened... Something unexpected... They herded her and others into a church...someone screamed and the memory ends there. What happened? Where am I? She wonders to herself, suddenly a twig snaps and a bush shivers. Something big and shrouded by darkness crawls into the clearing, and looks towards her. The woods swirls and the world gets slippery. Reality starts to blur and she passes into unconscious.