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Unwanted answers


"The sweetest smiles hold the darkest secrets..."
- Sara Shepard , Flawless .

I'm in the store buying some food for tonight's dinner, aunt Lisa and I are making lasagna . when I reach the cashier there is a lovely old lady with her grey hair done in a low pony tail and a sweet smile taking over her features , paying for her things and when she's finished , she lifts two bags and tries to leave , I could see that the bags are very heavy so , I offer my help :

" excuse me , would you like some help with those ?" I say indicating my head to the bags .

" of course dear " she says with that kind smile .

We leave the store after I pay for my things , but she doesn't lead me to a car , she leads me to a bench and sits down before she says :

" sit down dear we need to speak" ok , that's weird but maybe she's waiting for someone to pick her up and she wants some company until then .

" I'm sorry , I really can't . my aunt is waiting for me " I say this with regret , I feel like the grown up who tells the kid he can't have ice cream , except in my situation the roles are reversed and I'm the kid who tells the grown up no .

" she's not " simply states the old lady .

" yes she is , we're making dinner tonight and I don't want to be late" okay , this is weird I need to leave .

"Fanny please sit down , no one is waiting for you it's only a dream " hell no , this is getting out of hand how in the world did she know my name ? .

"I haven't told you my name , have we met before ? and how is this a dream ? " great , I can't believe I'm starting to get scared from an old lady .

" yes , you haven't told me your name but that doesn't mean I don't know it and no , we haven't met before but I know you far better than you think , I really do hate to repeat myself but this is a dream , now please sit down " said the old lady with a sigh of frustration .

" if this is a dream how am I still here ? aren't you supposed to wake up from a dream when you realize it's not real ? you have no proof " I really don't know who is crazier me for arguing , or her for suggesting such a thing .

" you haven't woken up because I'm keeping you until we finish our conversation , my proof is really quite simple actually , do you remember how you got to the store ? or where you were before then ? "

" yes , I was … I was … " and it hits me . I'm dreaming , I remember falling asleep in Imladris wishing for an explanation of any sort , so this must be it .

I finally sit down on the bench next to the old lady whose face still in that sweet smile .

" can I ask you anything ? " hope kicks in my chest when she answers but dies as soon as it came .

" yes , but it doesn't mean I will answer everything. after all you deserve some form of an explanation but some answers you'll have to find out by yourself , so ask away my dear "

Surprisingly the first thing that pops out of my mouth is " you're not human , are you? " which makes her smile grow wider .

" no , my dear I'm not . what you see is a form I chose specifically for you . you seem inclined to trust me more in this form " this didn't freak me out , she looks normal and I saw elves and a freaking balrog , I can survive this .

" what are you then ?"

" something else " still with that sweet smile .

Clearly when she doesn't want to answer , she will simply find a way out of it , so I didn't stall , I skipped to my next one .

" why does this keep happening ? and will it ever stop ? "

" it's what you're meant to do and it might never stop , but you can learn to control it " I think that's good she said might so there is a chance .

" does it have anything to do with Glorfindel ? "

" yes and no "

" can you please be more specific ?"

" you could end up anywhere but he's your ... Friend you'll see with time " that's good I guess .

" my friend how ?"

"that means he'll help you but he can't control it , that is up to you " well , having a new friend is good but still , I just want to go home .

" will I ever go home ?" I said the words with a chocked voice dreading her answer .

" no , middle earth is your home now" oh god but I don't want to stay in middle earth I want to go home . my aunt Lisa is the only true family I have ever known .

" does that mean I'll always be in middle earth with no exception what so ever ? " what she says makes my face grow into a frown of despair .

" yes , you might end up in different time periods but not for more than a few minutes or an hour for the most , then you'll get back to your right place ,and you are currently in the right place at the right time . that's why you did not disappear after a few minutes " I can feel my hold on my emotions slipping away from me , my home was just taken away from me , but I hold it in .

" and the right time is ? " I need to know this .

" you'll find out soon enough " ok , she doesn't want to answer this one so , I skip .

" but the first time it happened why did I end up in Gondolin on the day of its fall "

" well , that is most unfortunate my dear , it was bound to happen sooner or later the fact of it occurring on the day Gondolin fell is simply bad luck " I really need to get a four leaf clover .

" does that mean I can end up in the future not just the past ?"

" yes , but please be careful a few minutes can change many things " that's not good .

" does that also mean I can end up in Mordor or in the middle of a battle field again " I really don't want to know the answer , the fear of something like that happening to me is crippling .

" yes , it's a possibility but you'll occasionally end up where Glorfindel is "

" occasionally ? "

" young lady , are you daft ? it means from time to time ; now and then ; irregularly " said the old lady as if she was explaining this to a child who refused to listen .

"I know what it means . what I want to know are the chances of me appearing in certain places ? and why where Glorfindel is ?"

" you'll end up in any place , at any time but only in middle earth and for the matter of Glorfindel that's is a topic for another time . is it really that difficult to understand ? "

" yes , it is . a few weeks ago I thought of elves as mythical creatures , now the possibility that not all things I read about are fictional is affecting my reality , so it is difficult to understand " I tried to keep my tone down and polite as much as possible.

" my dear , people choose to see the world the way they want , but that does not change the reality of certain things . think of what you have as a gift " she said that in a comforting tone , looking at me while kindness found its way to her hazel eyes .

" A gift how ? it's more like a curse " my words were bitter . I broke my gaze from hers and instead I looked at the sidewalk .

" well , you can see it as such or you can see it as a gift , you were given the chance to see the world in all its times and never remain there for too long , you can see the happiest things and the saddest , you can go anywhere . now tell me that is not a form of freedom "

I don't say a thing because I know it's true so instead I ask " what about my aunt ? "

" do not worry about her , she will be happy and she will marry Ben ; they will have two children a boy and a girl the girl will be named after you , your aunt will never forget you " this makes my eyes water , mostly from happiness . the fact that my aunt will be happy gives me some strength .

" how do you know this ? " I ask trying to figure out how she knows so much about me .

" I just do . time is running out , is there anything else you would like to know ? "

" these are the last two questions I have , for now . how often will my disappearance occur ? and can you explain to me how does it happen ? " these two questions are important , I need to understand how this works if I'm going to control it .

" to answer your first question , it's unpredictable my dear , I cannot determine how often , it depends on your ability to control it , with time you will start to feel it and learn how to prevent it , some actually were able to stop it entirely and before you ask me , yes you're not the only one and the answer to your second question is simple , the origin of your disappearance exists only in your unconscious mind for the time being but it will develop more when you're familiar with it , and remember it's only for a few minutes or an hour for the most but the world was changed in less , now I must say goodbye . I do believe I kept you long enough , enjoy your breakfast and I'll see you soon "

" no , wait … " too late .The old lady began to disappear while consciousness started to wave in the horizon .


I woke up with a start and the sun shining down on me , while my head began to swarm with a bunch of new questions , but I pushed them aside when I realized this is my home now , I'll never see my aunt again , I'll never meet my cousins and it all crashed down on me . I cried for the loss of my home , I cried for the family I'll never know , for my aunt because she doesn't know where her niece has gone to , I could feel my world falling apart like a house of cards blown away by a simple breeze. this is it , this is really it .

After what seemed like an eternity of endless muffled sobs , I got up and dried my tears , I could accept this and try to fix it or I can lie down and wait for my death if I ended up in the wrong place , and I choose to live and find a way out of this .

I missed breakfast of course since I spent most of the day wallowing in my misery , but I managed to take a bath , and while I was taking my bath , I realized I never asked the old lady about her name , next time then .

My first step to adapt in this place was to learn the language , and I need someone to teach me so , I tried to ask Aredhel , and after a few long minutes spent trying to explain to her that I needed her to teach me how to communicate with others by using signs and a lot of pointing , she lead me to the library where I met the elf named Glandurn with his brown hair and his happy dark blue eyes .

he pointed me to a seat across from him while he stood to pull some old leather book from a shelf nearby , his feet never making a sound only the soft whoosh of his dark red ropes was heard when he turned to hand me the book , before I started my first lesson in Elvish .

first he taught me the numbers , but when he realized that I didn't catch up easily , he gave me a leather journal and a quill pen , and it's not as easy as it looks to write with a quill pen , I made a mess of chicken scratches across the first page .

it was obvious that I had never used a quill pen in my life . However ; that didn't seem to bother him , he smiled like a teacher would when the student tries too hard only to make it worse , and he said in a cheerful tone :

" ta Iye sai a' " ( it seems we have much work to do ) .

So , the rest of the day went by in Elvish words and English curses and Aredhel trying to hold her laughter every time I butchered their language. It was simply a good day , even though I had a long way to master the language and the fact that I will never see my home again hurt , but I pushed them aside as I enjoyed my new world .


thank you for reading , I hope you liked the chapter and I wish you a good day .

for amaris12345 : yes , she is human and the subject of her death won't be discussed , except in later chapters . also you'll find out about the time line in the next chapter .

P.S : this is not a tragedy , so cheer up :D