Disclaimer: blah-di-blah…y'all must have read the lord of the rings so u'll
know who belongs to who…if u don't, go back and reread the book.
A/N: this is my first fanfic…my first attempt at writing something that's not an essay…so if you think it stinks…let me know…but if by some miracle, u actually liked it…hmmmmmmm…drop a line will ya?
50 years ago (about the time of the Council of Elrond)…
Lorena stood cold as ice outside her bedroom window, looking out at a world so foreign to her… she had never felt so alone. Though the moons silver ray reached out for her, even it's bright light failed to penetrate the darkness surrounding Lorena. The wind howled, it's icy needles piercing through her, but even its sharp needles failed to touch her cold heart. The trees whispered furiously, its leaves waving in the wind, passing to each other news…bad news…news of the growing evil in Mordor…evil so terrible and menacing that it could not be ignored. Normally Lorena would have been intrigued by the news, but today…even if the Dark Lord Sauron stood right in front of her…she couldn't have cared less. Tonight she stood as a glass statue, its beautifully carved transparent figure about to shatter, just as everything she believed in shattered…
A/N: did I exaggerate that a bit? Any comments are welcome! (
A/N: this is my first fanfic…my first attempt at writing something that's not an essay…so if you think it stinks…let me know…but if by some miracle, u actually liked it…hmmmmmmm…drop a line will ya?
50 years ago (about the time of the Council of Elrond)…
Lorena stood cold as ice outside her bedroom window, looking out at a world so foreign to her… she had never felt so alone. Though the moons silver ray reached out for her, even it's bright light failed to penetrate the darkness surrounding Lorena. The wind howled, it's icy needles piercing through her, but even its sharp needles failed to touch her cold heart. The trees whispered furiously, its leaves waving in the wind, passing to each other news…bad news…news of the growing evil in Mordor…evil so terrible and menacing that it could not be ignored. Normally Lorena would have been intrigued by the news, but today…even if the Dark Lord Sauron stood right in front of her…she couldn't have cared less. Tonight she stood as a glass statue, its beautifully carved transparent figure about to shatter, just as everything she believed in shattered…
A/N: did I exaggerate that a bit? Any comments are welcome! (