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Anra
By Sailor Book
*Note* Anra is pronounced like Tanya, except with no T and R instead of Y. Aniron is pronounced Ah-knee-ron. Pyroto is pronounced Pie-row-toe. Terem is pronounced Tear (as in Terra)-em. ALSO: If I get Gandalf's description wrong, please don't get mad!
Prologue:
Billions of years ago, there was an Earth very different from the love and delight of geologists. It was guarded and protected by four warriors, one of whom remembered days long before the universe even existed. This is their story, or actually, the story of the girl who harbored a goddess in her…
1865:
"Oh come on, Aniron," the girl took his hand in hers', trying to pull him up from his chair. "We came all this way, time wise, to dance! Dance with me, please!" Her eyes sparkled down at his reluctant face.
"But, I thought you didn't want to be discovered!" Letting himself be lifted.
"Who would know?"
"All right," He grumbled, secretly pleased to be dancing with her. As they started, beauty and love seemed to emanate from them. The mortals stopped dancing, a look of wonder on their faces, as the two spirits twirled across the ballroom. They almost glowed, him electric blue, her singing violet. My Anra… She is so beautiful.
Eight million years ago:
"Where are Aniron and Anra?" Pyroto wound his arms around Terem, kissing the back of her head.
"Out ballroom dancing, lucky guys." The note in her voice was more worried than jealous.
"What's wrong?" Pyroto asked, suddenly very serious and very still. He knew his love well enough to know that something was up.
"Well, I don't know if anything's wrong, but the earth has been strangely hushed lately. It has been stained with an unusual amount of blood recently, and I cannot find out why."
"You thinks It's come back?" He asked, refusing to name the evil one they thought they had defeated so long ago.
"I don't know. I just don't know. But I hope they get back soon." She shivered as the cool night air passed through her as her body reverted back to it's normal shapeless form…
Chapter One: Meetings
Elise looked around her, eyes round with awe. To actually be in a movie! Actress's Dream come true! How the director had known about her school, and decided to film his movie there, was a mystery. All those in the school itself were allowed to try out, but she, a mere freshman, had gotten the star role of Anra. She had to admit she knew nothing about the role, but had heard through the grapevine that the movie was to be about elementals saving the world. Elise practically skipped towards the newly erected studio, Henry, her classmate and fellow star, by her side. They were to meet their director and co-stars, two experienced actors who were only a few years older than the fifteen year old Elise and sixteen year old Henry.
"Do you think, Elise, that Pyroto will like fire?" Pyro-Henry asked.
"Only if you think Anra will be an aqua-maniac." She replied, laughing. They reached their destination, and Elise paused only long enough to open the door and wait for her best friend and secret crush to go through first. The first thing she saw was an old man, whose white hair and gray brows niggled at a faint memory. She had seen this man before… But when and where? The two figures beside him she already knew. Who didn't know John NcMorg and Tina Warster?
"Tina Warster," A hand was extended towards hers. A suddenly dry throat said shyly,
"Elise Minstar." She heard as if with another's ears, Henry making his introductions to John. The blond, brown haired actress next turned towards Henry. The next thing Elise knew was that she was looking up a few inches into blue eyes. She was unexpectedly aware that the old man's eyes were fixed intently on the four, waiting for something.
"Elise Minstar."
"John"— As she took the hand offered her, the world swirled around her, colors mixing, blurring, confusing.
The man called George Gandwolf smiled after the four teenagers had shimmered and disappeared. He knew it would happen. Well, he had been pretty sure. Now all he had to do was wait a moment, and everything would be well.
Laughter. Dancing. Hundreds of people two feet shorter than Elise drinking, eating, singing, merry making. As a boom of fireworks rent the air she glanced up and read: HAPPY BIRTHDAY BILBO AND JOHN BAGGINS! The others glanced dazedly about, remembering nothing but their names. Where were they? Oh yes, the Shire they remembered. Hadn't they each lived there their whole lives, when Bilbo Baggins, Dergun Brandybuck, Gaffer Gamgee, and Lirna Took had found and adopted them so many years ago?
"That's not right," whispered Elise. But as try as hard as she could not remember who she really was. She knew her name wasn't Elise Gamgee, but could not remember life not in the Shire…
To be continued in Chapter 2
Anra
By Sailor Book
*Note* Anra is pronounced like Tanya, except with no T and R instead of Y. Aniron is pronounced Ah-knee-ron. Pyroto is pronounced Pie-row-toe. Terem is pronounced Tear (as in Terra)-em. ALSO: If I get Gandalf's description wrong, please don't get mad!
Prologue:
Billions of years ago, there was an Earth very different from the love and delight of geologists. It was guarded and protected by four warriors, one of whom remembered days long before the universe even existed. This is their story, or actually, the story of the girl who harbored a goddess in her…
1865:
"Oh come on, Aniron," the girl took his hand in hers', trying to pull him up from his chair. "We came all this way, time wise, to dance! Dance with me, please!" Her eyes sparkled down at his reluctant face.
"But, I thought you didn't want to be discovered!" Letting himself be lifted.
"Who would know?"
"All right," He grumbled, secretly pleased to be dancing with her. As they started, beauty and love seemed to emanate from them. The mortals stopped dancing, a look of wonder on their faces, as the two spirits twirled across the ballroom. They almost glowed, him electric blue, her singing violet. My Anra… She is so beautiful.
Eight million years ago:
"Where are Aniron and Anra?" Pyroto wound his arms around Terem, kissing the back of her head.
"Out ballroom dancing, lucky guys." The note in her voice was more worried than jealous.
"What's wrong?" Pyroto asked, suddenly very serious and very still. He knew his love well enough to know that something was up.
"Well, I don't know if anything's wrong, but the earth has been strangely hushed lately. It has been stained with an unusual amount of blood recently, and I cannot find out why."
"You thinks It's come back?" He asked, refusing to name the evil one they thought they had defeated so long ago.
"I don't know. I just don't know. But I hope they get back soon." She shivered as the cool night air passed through her as her body reverted back to it's normal shapeless form…
Chapter One: Meetings
Elise looked around her, eyes round with awe. To actually be in a movie! Actress's Dream come true! How the director had known about her school, and decided to film his movie there, was a mystery. All those in the school itself were allowed to try out, but she, a mere freshman, had gotten the star role of Anra. She had to admit she knew nothing about the role, but had heard through the grapevine that the movie was to be about elementals saving the world. Elise practically skipped towards the newly erected studio, Henry, her classmate and fellow star, by her side. They were to meet their director and co-stars, two experienced actors who were only a few years older than the fifteen year old Elise and sixteen year old Henry.
"Do you think, Elise, that Pyroto will like fire?" Pyro-Henry asked.
"Only if you think Anra will be an aqua-maniac." She replied, laughing. They reached their destination, and Elise paused only long enough to open the door and wait for her best friend and secret crush to go through first. The first thing she saw was an old man, whose white hair and gray brows niggled at a faint memory. She had seen this man before… But when and where? The two figures beside him she already knew. Who didn't know John NcMorg and Tina Warster?
"Tina Warster," A hand was extended towards hers. A suddenly dry throat said shyly,
"Elise Minstar." She heard as if with another's ears, Henry making his introductions to John. The blond, brown haired actress next turned towards Henry. The next thing Elise knew was that she was looking up a few inches into blue eyes. She was unexpectedly aware that the old man's eyes were fixed intently on the four, waiting for something.
"Elise Minstar."
"John"— As she took the hand offered her, the world swirled around her, colors mixing, blurring, confusing.
The man called George Gandwolf smiled after the four teenagers had shimmered and disappeared. He knew it would happen. Well, he had been pretty sure. Now all he had to do was wait a moment, and everything would be well.
Laughter. Dancing. Hundreds of people two feet shorter than Elise drinking, eating, singing, merry making. As a boom of fireworks rent the air she glanced up and read: HAPPY BIRTHDAY BILBO AND JOHN BAGGINS! The others glanced dazedly about, remembering nothing but their names. Where were they? Oh yes, the Shire they remembered. Hadn't they each lived there their whole lives, when Bilbo Baggins, Dergun Brandybuck, Gaffer Gamgee, and Lirna Took had found and adopted them so many years ago?
"That's not right," whispered Elise. But as try as hard as she could not remember who she really was. She knew her name wasn't Elise Gamgee, but could not remember life not in the Shire…
To be continued in Chapter 2