Chapter 1
Elain opened her eyes. She was in a strange place that was clearly not the sky. How had she gotten there? Suddenly, it all came rushing back to her. She had fallen from the sky into a strange world, and then there had been that arrogant, rude elf who had pulled her out of that crater thinking she was insane.
"I see that you are awake now."
She sat up with a jolt.
"Who are you? Where am I?" she demanded.
"I am lord Elrond, and this is Rivendell," said a dark haired elf.
Rivendell... Is that the same place as Imladris, which that elf mentioned before? or is it in Imladris?
"Legolas will be happy to hear that you are awake now, he's been asking after you a lot," Elrond said.
"Legolas? I am sorry, but I have no idea who that is," Elain explained.
"He must not have told you his name when he found you out in the forest on his way here; he's the one who brought you here," Elrond told her.
"Oh. Him. I was hoping never to see that arrogant idiot again in my life," Elain muttered.
Elrond raised an eyebrow. "I take it you didn't have a good first impression from him?"
"Considering that he thought I was insane, no I did not."
"Insane?"
"He didn't believe me when I told him I was a star, which I am. I've spent most of my life up there in the sky, and I would really like to return to it," Elain told him.
"I can see how he would think that, then. And he did mention something about what you just told me. But now that you are well rested, I highly doubt that you would say anything like that without truly meaning it," Elrond looked quite perplexed.
He had better believe me. If he doesn't, I don't know what I will do. I need to find some way to return to the sky... Babylon candle! A Baylon Candle is what Tristran and Yvaine used. Howver, there probably aren't any around here, considering that I am in a totally different world. So, in other worlds, I am now officially stuck here for the rest of my life, which is forever, because stars are immortal. I will never see the sky again except for from a distance...
"Are you alright?" Elrond asked suddenly, bringing her out of her thoughts.
"Oh, yes, I'm fine. Or at least I was..." her voice trailed off as Legolas, the blond elf, entered the room.
"Its good to see you awake and not shouting at me," Legolas said, annoyingly calm.
"I will be quite soon if you don't leave this instant," Elain said, anger sharpening her voice.
"I think I can handle that."
"Legolas, she insists that she is a star. I think she is telling the truth," Elrond said, changing the topic.
Legolas turned to stare at her. She suddenly felt very small under his gaze.
"Are you done staring at me?" she asked after a few moments, doing her best not to appear scared, even though she was quite terrified.
He blinked, and turned away, leaving the room.
What's his problem? she wondered. He has no reason to act like this. He didn't fall out of the sky into some random place he has never seen before. So why is he being so weird? Or is he always like this?
So. She wasn't crazy. She really is a star. But how is that possible?
"Something troubling you, Legolas?"
He turned and saw Aragorn standing behind him.
"I didn't know you were there, Aragorn. Being around elves has clearly affected you." Legolas comented. "I must say I'm impressed."
"Why are you avoiding the question?"
"What question?"
"Is this about the girl you found on your way here?"
Legolas froze for a moment, before slowly replying. "Apparently she's a star."
It was Aragorn's turn to be shocked. "She's a what?"
"A star. You know, a celestial being?"
"I know, but how-"
"That's what's got me confused. When I found her, I thought she was insane, but she still says she's a star, and now Lord Elrond believes her, so she must be serious."
Aragorn was silent for a few moments. "What do you think Lord Elrond will do with her?"
Legolas hestitated for a moment before responding. "I'm not sure. I didn't really think about that. If she's a star, she belongs in the sky."
"But how is she going to get back into the sky?"
"I have no idea."
"Were you just talking about me?"
Legolas and Aragorn turned to see the star. Her long Auburn hair flowed gently down her back, and she was clearly rather pale, with dark eyes.
"Yes," Legolas said slowly.
"I may not be from around here, but I am quite sure that it is considered rude to be talking about people, including stars, behind their backs." she said.
"I don't believe we have met yet," Aragorn said. "I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn. And you?"
"My name is Elain." the star said.
"Excuse me, I must be going," Legolas said, turning and walking away.
"I really get the feeling that he hates me," Elain said, watching him go.
"I am sure that that is not the case, my lady," Aragorn said.
"Oh, I'm not a lady. I'm just, well, a star. And I don't care if he hates me, because I am not particularly fond of people who call me insane, sweep me off to I don't know where, and then talk about me behind my back. I am quite sure that I hate him."
"Well, Elain, it truly sounds as if you and Legolas got off o entirely the wrong foot," Aragorn commented.
"You have no idea," Elain said before walking away.
