Hello Again
CH 1,
Niromiel was an ordinary elfling. She spent her summers in Rivendell, when her father brought her and her mother along while he dealt with political business. He was after all, a highly respected scholar from Lothlorien, close advisor to the lady Galdriel, Lord Celeborn, and Lord Elrond of Rivendell. He was wood elf. Niromiel's mother on the other hand, was part human, therefore, not as tall as the elves and tanner, which was where Niromiel got her tannish looks from. Niromiel was a beautiful creature, full of life, imagination, intelligence, happiness, and every good quality one could find in an elf. She was skilled at the sport, linguistics, and making up stories.
Once, when she was very little, she was spending another summer in Rivendell. Her father, Atticus, was at another counsel, not caring where his daughter went, so long as she came back presentable. During one fine day, she was walking through the woods. She saw someone walking, and decided to say hi, knowing nothing could harm her in Rivendell. Walking toward the person, she saw it was a young elfling boy. She tapped him on the shoulder and said, "HI. I'm Niromiel. Who the heck are you?" "I am legolas," the boy answered rather indignantly. "And I'm a prince. Of Mirkwood." Niromiel snorted. "YOU?" She laughed. "Youre a-prince? Now, I've seen everything." And so began the unlikely friendship between the two elves. For several years, they saw eachother every summer in Rivendell. But after several years, when they were growing up, Niromiel continued to visit Rivendell and never saw her elf friend again. For a long time. Short, I know, but that's just TOO BADD!!!!
CH 1,
Niromiel was an ordinary elfling. She spent her summers in Rivendell, when her father brought her and her mother along while he dealt with political business. He was after all, a highly respected scholar from Lothlorien, close advisor to the lady Galdriel, Lord Celeborn, and Lord Elrond of Rivendell. He was wood elf. Niromiel's mother on the other hand, was part human, therefore, not as tall as the elves and tanner, which was where Niromiel got her tannish looks from. Niromiel was a beautiful creature, full of life, imagination, intelligence, happiness, and every good quality one could find in an elf. She was skilled at the sport, linguistics, and making up stories.
Once, when she was very little, she was spending another summer in Rivendell. Her father, Atticus, was at another counsel, not caring where his daughter went, so long as she came back presentable. During one fine day, she was walking through the woods. She saw someone walking, and decided to say hi, knowing nothing could harm her in Rivendell. Walking toward the person, she saw it was a young elfling boy. She tapped him on the shoulder and said, "HI. I'm Niromiel. Who the heck are you?" "I am legolas," the boy answered rather indignantly. "And I'm a prince. Of Mirkwood." Niromiel snorted. "YOU?" She laughed. "Youre a-prince? Now, I've seen everything." And so began the unlikely friendship between the two elves. For several years, they saw eachother every summer in Rivendell. But after several years, when they were growing up, Niromiel continued to visit Rivendell and never saw her elf friend again. For a long time. Short, I know, but that's just TOO BADD!!!!