Hey theree

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I've been a member on fanfiction for awhile and actually published some stories, but never really got enough inspiration to complete them so I ended up deleting them. But! I'm a really big Lord of the Rings nerd, and I decided to write a story that's been haunting my mind for the past two months, I already have about four chapters of it, but Im only go to release the prologue and the first chapter for now.

Sooo tell me what you think! And I'll release the next chapter faster,

Julia - - -

Summary: A mysterious woman has wandered far from her home, and all memories of it. But one night she stumbles across a group of small travelers, and soon she is drawn into the war of the ring.

Tenth-walker story! Legomance / Don't like don't read :]

Disclaimer:

I obviously don't own Lord Of The Rings (:

Prologue --- The Start of a War

Walking out into the dark starless night, I felt a sudden cold gust of air, sending my body into a fit of shivers. It was not only a mere guess that each night was getting colder than the last.

It will only be a matter of time, my father had told me before he had left to Edoras. Our village is already crumbling, the faces of men, woman, even children, are empty. There is no hope.

My father use to tell me stories of the young years of his life, about how these lands use to be covered in lush grass, and the air we now breathed was refreshing and clean. I would close my eyes and imagine what it once use to be like. It would give me hope for the future. That one day peace would be restored.

He would also tell me about my mother, and how she was very brave, and strong. She had bright aqua blue eyes and long flowing golden hair. My father said I was very similar to her, although more in personality than in looks of course. For I had my fathers emerald eyes and dull chestnut golden hair.

He had left to Edoras, just over a year ago, to ask for help for our people. But he never made it there.

My father was found one week later, attacked by Orcs, outnumbered, defenseless.

And therefore, I was left alone. I wished to be somewhere else, I wished to see long beautiful forests, and tall gracious mountains. But somewhere deep in my heart I felt that my end would come before I had even a slight chance of this.

Perhaps, that is why, when I first noticed the dark figures stumbling over the hill, not too far from where I stood. I closed my eyes slowly, as the fresh tears escaped my eyes and I waited for death.

"Orcs!"

My eyes snapped open, as I heard the alarmed warning of a young man standing close by. He was pointing to the far off hill, with a look of terror on his face.

Soon enough, many panicked men and woman were pouring out of their small homes, grabbing their children and coming to see the terrifying sight for themselves. Chaos ensued, and soon our village was replaced with frantic screaming and people running to make an escape.

Soon I will be with my parents again. There is nothing left for me here. I will be rid of this terrible world.

My breathing began to pick up, forming ribbons of steam in the chilled air.

My head was overflowing with memories and thoughts of the past, my feet began to move slowly towards the terrible creatures.

Then I stopped, and put my hand on the necklace hanging from my neck.

"This was your mothers," I could hear my father say once more, "She wanted you to have it."

I smiled unconsciously at the happy memory.

He held his hand out and outstretched it to mine, dropping something into mine.

It was beautiful. A long silver chain, with an aqua blue flower hanging on the end,with a silver crystal in the centre of the flower.

"Stay strong, my child, for these are dark times." He unchained the necklace, and wrapped it around my neck, "Promise me...if anything shall happen to me, be brave, and do not give up hope."

What was I doing? Death will not bring me peace! Tuning back to what stood before me, I noticed that the orcs were already attacking the far side of the village.

Quickly, I turned and ran, never stopping to look back. I didnt know where I was going, or what I would do, but I didn't stop to ponder the possible answers. I heard screams behind me, the sounds of swords clashing, the sounds of death.

"I promise."

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A/N

Short, but its only the Prologue! (:

Tell me what you think pleasee!