hello all. i forgot about a disclaimer, so here it is.
I do not own any recognizable Lord of the Rings characters. They belong to J.R.R. Tolkein. I do, however, own Rhiannon and her brother Lugh.
i hate legal stuff. so confusing. okay, finally im getting to the good part in my story. i kno, im very slow. but, good things come to those who wait. youre probably not reading this, because i never read anything above the story, i just get down to the interesting part, so all of this is completely pointless. now im getting bored with myself. god, what is the world coming to?
Suddenly, the foreign water in the river seemed threatening and icy cold, running faster and faster and getting deeper all the time. Rhiannon shivered and hurried out of the liquid death.
Rhiannon wandered down the field towards the woods, away from the strange city/mansion.
*I wonder what the people here are like? And more importantly, would they kill me if i suddenly showed up in their house without an invitation? Hmmm. Let's experiment.*
But before Rhiannon could continue in her scientific discoveries, a high-pitched, inhuman scream filled the crisp morning air and Rhiannon looked up sharply. Her eyes widened in fear as she watched nine wraith-like riders dressed in black chase a woman on a white horse to the river.
*Damn, I'm on the wrong side of the river!*
Rhiannon wheeled around and on a sudden burst of adrenaline, raced to the river just as the woman on the white horse caught up with her.
The hairs on Rhiannon's neck prickled as she felt a warm breath invade on her personal space. She looked around in fear, only to see one of the black riders pulling up on her flank. Rhiannon immediately took her bow from her shoulder (luckily, she had brought it with her that morning) and as swift as lightning loaded and shot a silver arrow at the wraith-rider. It had absolutely no result.
*Shit. You can't kill them. Well, their horses are real enough. Maybe.....*
Just as quickly as before, Rhiannon loaded another arrow and aimed lower this time, at the horse's heart. This had slightly more effect than the other arrow. The horse didn't die, as Rhiannon had hoped it would, but it reared up, almost knocking its rider from its back. Rhiannon smiled in satisfaction and turned back around so she could see where she was going. She then realized that she was riding alongside the woman on the white horse. Rhiannon then noticed for the first time that the woman wasn't the only one on the horse. She was holding desperately onto a small, limp figure dressed in green, its hood pulled up.
The woman glanced briefly at Rhiannon, then did a comical double-take as her eyes widened in surprise at having seen a half horse half girl. Rhiannon smiled at her and sped along to the river, easily outrunning all of the riders. When she reached the river, Rhiannon leaped half-way into the river and struggled as fast as she could with the swift current.
She was about to continue on to the city/mansion when she realized that the woman might need some help. Her horse looked like it did, anyway. So she waited while the woman exchanged scathing words with the wraith-riders, then said something in a strange language. The result was a giant tidal wave crashing down on the riders that had entered the river. The white horse jumped expertly out of the way and brought its riders safely to the other side of the river.
Rhiannon trotted to the woman's side and said, "Do you need some help? Wait, why am I asking that? Of course you need some help. I'm Rhiannon Cealodhain."
Rhiannon held out her hand to the astonished woman, who didn't take it.
"Who are you?" the woman asked.
Rhiannon sighed impatiently. "Rhiannon Cealodhain. I told you that already. Hey, um, your buddy doesn't look too good. I don't think you want to stand here talking to me, he doesn't have much time left."
The woman nodded as Rhiannon said, "I could let you ride me back to wherever you're headed. I'm still fresh, and your horse looks like he could use a rest."
Again, the woman nodded, too astonished to speak. Rhiannon knelt down graciously and picked up the small bundle of green cloth and barely breathing flesh. She waited for the woman to mount her and immediately sprang up from the ground. "Where ya headed?" she asked. "To Rivendell." "Where's that?" The woman looked at her strangely and nodded at the city/mansion. "Okay, then. Hold on." With that, Rhiannon leapt away like a deer, and in barely two minutes made it to the city gates. There, the woman slid off of her back and took her companion from Rhiannon's arms.
Even in her time-pressed situation, the woman had the grace to thank her and ask her if she had a place to stay. Rhiannon said no and the woman offered her the hospitality of her and her father. Rhiannon accepted gratefully, as she had no place to sleep.
On sudden inspiration, Rhiannon remembered that she still didn't know the woman's name. She asked, and the woman replied, "I am Arwen. My father is Lord Elrond of Rivendell. This is his--our--home." Rhiannon's eyebrow went up as she stared at the city/mansion.
*Well, at least I know that it's somebody's house, not a city.*
Still shaking her head in wonder, Rhiannon followed the woman into the silver gates, and into the light.
Dun dun dun dunnnnnnnnnnn. Ha Ha. I made a joke. No cliffie, just a boring ending. Sorry, can't do another chapter tonight. My parents are making me go to bed now. Oh well. I have two days off of school tomorrow, so I'll have lots of time to write then.
I do not own any recognizable Lord of the Rings characters. They belong to J.R.R. Tolkein. I do, however, own Rhiannon and her brother Lugh.
i hate legal stuff. so confusing. okay, finally im getting to the good part in my story. i kno, im very slow. but, good things come to those who wait. youre probably not reading this, because i never read anything above the story, i just get down to the interesting part, so all of this is completely pointless. now im getting bored with myself. god, what is the world coming to?
Suddenly, the foreign water in the river seemed threatening and icy cold, running faster and faster and getting deeper all the time. Rhiannon shivered and hurried out of the liquid death.
Rhiannon wandered down the field towards the woods, away from the strange city/mansion.
*I wonder what the people here are like? And more importantly, would they kill me if i suddenly showed up in their house without an invitation? Hmmm. Let's experiment.*
But before Rhiannon could continue in her scientific discoveries, a high-pitched, inhuman scream filled the crisp morning air and Rhiannon looked up sharply. Her eyes widened in fear as she watched nine wraith-like riders dressed in black chase a woman on a white horse to the river.
*Damn, I'm on the wrong side of the river!*
Rhiannon wheeled around and on a sudden burst of adrenaline, raced to the river just as the woman on the white horse caught up with her.
The hairs on Rhiannon's neck prickled as she felt a warm breath invade on her personal space. She looked around in fear, only to see one of the black riders pulling up on her flank. Rhiannon immediately took her bow from her shoulder (luckily, she had brought it with her that morning) and as swift as lightning loaded and shot a silver arrow at the wraith-rider. It had absolutely no result.
*Shit. You can't kill them. Well, their horses are real enough. Maybe.....*
Just as quickly as before, Rhiannon loaded another arrow and aimed lower this time, at the horse's heart. This had slightly more effect than the other arrow. The horse didn't die, as Rhiannon had hoped it would, but it reared up, almost knocking its rider from its back. Rhiannon smiled in satisfaction and turned back around so she could see where she was going. She then realized that she was riding alongside the woman on the white horse. Rhiannon then noticed for the first time that the woman wasn't the only one on the horse. She was holding desperately onto a small, limp figure dressed in green, its hood pulled up.
The woman glanced briefly at Rhiannon, then did a comical double-take as her eyes widened in surprise at having seen a half horse half girl. Rhiannon smiled at her and sped along to the river, easily outrunning all of the riders. When she reached the river, Rhiannon leaped half-way into the river and struggled as fast as she could with the swift current.
She was about to continue on to the city/mansion when she realized that the woman might need some help. Her horse looked like it did, anyway. So she waited while the woman exchanged scathing words with the wraith-riders, then said something in a strange language. The result was a giant tidal wave crashing down on the riders that had entered the river. The white horse jumped expertly out of the way and brought its riders safely to the other side of the river.
Rhiannon trotted to the woman's side and said, "Do you need some help? Wait, why am I asking that? Of course you need some help. I'm Rhiannon Cealodhain."
Rhiannon held out her hand to the astonished woman, who didn't take it.
"Who are you?" the woman asked.
Rhiannon sighed impatiently. "Rhiannon Cealodhain. I told you that already. Hey, um, your buddy doesn't look too good. I don't think you want to stand here talking to me, he doesn't have much time left."
The woman nodded as Rhiannon said, "I could let you ride me back to wherever you're headed. I'm still fresh, and your horse looks like he could use a rest."
Again, the woman nodded, too astonished to speak. Rhiannon knelt down graciously and picked up the small bundle of green cloth and barely breathing flesh. She waited for the woman to mount her and immediately sprang up from the ground. "Where ya headed?" she asked. "To Rivendell." "Where's that?" The woman looked at her strangely and nodded at the city/mansion. "Okay, then. Hold on." With that, Rhiannon leapt away like a deer, and in barely two minutes made it to the city gates. There, the woman slid off of her back and took her companion from Rhiannon's arms.
Even in her time-pressed situation, the woman had the grace to thank her and ask her if she had a place to stay. Rhiannon said no and the woman offered her the hospitality of her and her father. Rhiannon accepted gratefully, as she had no place to sleep.
On sudden inspiration, Rhiannon remembered that she still didn't know the woman's name. She asked, and the woman replied, "I am Arwen. My father is Lord Elrond of Rivendell. This is his--our--home." Rhiannon's eyebrow went up as she stared at the city/mansion.
*Well, at least I know that it's somebody's house, not a city.*
Still shaking her head in wonder, Rhiannon followed the woman into the silver gates, and into the light.
Dun dun dun dunnnnnnnnnnn. Ha Ha. I made a joke. No cliffie, just a boring ending. Sorry, can't do another chapter tonight. My parents are making me go to bed now. Oh well. I have two days off of school tomorrow, so I'll have lots of time to write then.
