Disclaimer: I do not own anything that has anything to do with Lord of the Rings or J.R.R Tolkien. The only thing I own is Celadine and any other characters you might not regonize. Flames can come in, but I will most likely shrug them off.
Rating: PG-13 so far.
Summary: Basically about Celadine's adventures.
I'm Just a Girl.
By: Fear Me. (you can call me Shelby)
((this means a note from me))
Prologue
Celadina rushed into a large hall in her home. She brushed past everything else, her eyes only focused on the room. At a circular table sat a man with graying hair, lurched over a stack of papers and books, their pages ripped and yellowed. She smiled and skipped over to the man joyfully. She held out her arms and jumped into the man's lap. The man also hugged her back. He looked at her, pride and joy glowing in his eyes. "What are you doing Papa"? she asked in a young innocent voice, craning her neck to see what was on the table. "Something has been brought up to my attention my dear, and I am simply attending to it. She gasped in awe, and pointed to a detailed picture. "Papa, will you please tell me the War of the Ring"? she asked as her little eyes grew with wonder. The man stroked her long chestnut brown hair. Her father, Aragorn, King of Gondor,((I hope so, I think so))eye's went slack. "When you are older Celadine" he said softly. The little girl just nodded and snuggled into her fathers lap.