Disclaimer: Told ya…
Oh, and Elvish words are in Italics, if ya want to know, and some of the words are from the actual LOTR/ Silmarrilion books, but others I've had to make up.
Chapter One
Home Again
Twelve-year-old Khelekril Greenleaf blinked. She had just awoken from a three-year coma. (Mithrandir, or Gandalf, had kept her alive through magic.) Khelekril could tell it was midnight as she looked out the window into the leafy boughs of the forest. She got out of bed, wobbled slightly, and walked over to the balcony. She was in her own bedroom, on almost the highest flet (platform. Like a tree house, almost) of the castle. Khelekril was about as high up as the top of an eight-story building. The night wind blew around her, lifting up her golden hair, and the bottom of her white night gown. She sighed. It seemed a long time since she had stood here. Somehow, Khelekril remembered that she had been in a coma for three years. All she could remember was a dark void, no dreams, or anything else. Khelekril walked towards her door, her feet as silent as only an elf can be. She walked across a bridge between the palace flets, knowing exactly where she was going, even though she had not walked the path in three years. Khelekril was heading towards the flet of her father, Thranduil, King of Greenwood the Great. (Greenwood is Mirkwood, before Sauron came and spread danger and fear through it.) She longed to hug her father again. Khelekril loved Thranduil very much. After going over three more bridges, Khelekril reached Thranduil's room. She gently opened the door, as silent as a mouse. Her father just rolled over. Khelekril wanted to wake him up, but instead crawled into bed beside him. (C'mon, I know most of you have done this before with your parents. I used to when I was younger…) Thranduil didn't wake, but put his arm gently over Khelekril, like he had done when she had nightmares. Khelekril sighed happily, and fell asleep.
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Khelekril was awoken the next morning by a shout and a tight hug from her father. "Khelekril! You're awake! Oh, how I missed you!" Thranduil said, hugging her. "I missed you too, daddy!" Khelekril said, as she hugged her father back. (Don't worry, Thranduil, unlike some people, wore a white night shirt and pants to bed.) Thranduil's shouts had obviously alarmed the guards, for the came in, bows drawn, soon followed by Thranduil's youngest son, Prince Legolas, who was fifteen. He too gave a shout, and raced forward to grab his sister up in a hug. "Legolas!' Khelekril squeaked, "I can't breath!" "Sorry," Legolas said, loosening his hug slightly saying, "Don't ever, ever fall asleep for so long again!" "I I'll try not to," Khelekril said. More people had entered the room. Estel, (Aragorn, before he knew that he was Isilder's heir. He's fifteen) and Elrond had entered. They were visiting from Imladris (Rivendell). Estel smiled when he saw Legolas, his best friend, hugging Khelekril. Estel didn't think that Khelekril would remember him, for she was six the last time he had seen her awake. "Estel! She's finally awake!" Legolas said happily, tears of joy streaming down his cheeks. Khelekril stared at Estel, trying to remember him.
*Flashback* (The one exception about Italics, for these words are English, not Elvish.)
It was Khelekril's fifth birthday. Estel smiled at her, as he handed her the birthday present. "I made it just for you," the eight-year-old said. Khelekril opened it, and onto her small, out-stretched hand fell a small silver flute. "Wow! It's beautiful!" She said, playing several different notes on it.
*Back in the Future*
"Estel! I remember! You made me my silver flute!" Khelekril exclaimed, leaping up and hugging Estel, and then Lord Elrond. "Lord Elrond! And you gave me my big stuffed bear!" Lord Elrond chuckled, "It is wonderful to see you again, child."
"Come, it is time to get ready for breakfast," Thranduil said, smiling. Everyone dispersed, except Legolas and Khelekril. They gave Thranduil another hug, and left, Khelekril holding her older brother's hand. He walked her to her room, which was on a flet one bridge away from Khelekril's.
Oh, and Elvish words are in Italics, if ya want to know, and some of the words are from the actual LOTR/ Silmarrilion books, but others I've had to make up.
Chapter One
Home Again
Twelve-year-old Khelekril Greenleaf blinked. She had just awoken from a three-year coma. (Mithrandir, or Gandalf, had kept her alive through magic.) Khelekril could tell it was midnight as she looked out the window into the leafy boughs of the forest. She got out of bed, wobbled slightly, and walked over to the balcony. She was in her own bedroom, on almost the highest flet (platform. Like a tree house, almost) of the castle. Khelekril was about as high up as the top of an eight-story building. The night wind blew around her, lifting up her golden hair, and the bottom of her white night gown. She sighed. It seemed a long time since she had stood here. Somehow, Khelekril remembered that she had been in a coma for three years. All she could remember was a dark void, no dreams, or anything else. Khelekril walked towards her door, her feet as silent as only an elf can be. She walked across a bridge between the palace flets, knowing exactly where she was going, even though she had not walked the path in three years. Khelekril was heading towards the flet of her father, Thranduil, King of Greenwood the Great. (Greenwood is Mirkwood, before Sauron came and spread danger and fear through it.) She longed to hug her father again. Khelekril loved Thranduil very much. After going over three more bridges, Khelekril reached Thranduil's room. She gently opened the door, as silent as a mouse. Her father just rolled over. Khelekril wanted to wake him up, but instead crawled into bed beside him. (C'mon, I know most of you have done this before with your parents. I used to when I was younger…) Thranduil didn't wake, but put his arm gently over Khelekril, like he had done when she had nightmares. Khelekril sighed happily, and fell asleep.
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Khelekril was awoken the next morning by a shout and a tight hug from her father. "Khelekril! You're awake! Oh, how I missed you!" Thranduil said, hugging her. "I missed you too, daddy!" Khelekril said, as she hugged her father back. (Don't worry, Thranduil, unlike some people, wore a white night shirt and pants to bed.) Thranduil's shouts had obviously alarmed the guards, for the came in, bows drawn, soon followed by Thranduil's youngest son, Prince Legolas, who was fifteen. He too gave a shout, and raced forward to grab his sister up in a hug. "Legolas!' Khelekril squeaked, "I can't breath!" "Sorry," Legolas said, loosening his hug slightly saying, "Don't ever, ever fall asleep for so long again!" "I I'll try not to," Khelekril said. More people had entered the room. Estel, (Aragorn, before he knew that he was Isilder's heir. He's fifteen) and Elrond had entered. They were visiting from Imladris (Rivendell). Estel smiled when he saw Legolas, his best friend, hugging Khelekril. Estel didn't think that Khelekril would remember him, for she was six the last time he had seen her awake. "Estel! She's finally awake!" Legolas said happily, tears of joy streaming down his cheeks. Khelekril stared at Estel, trying to remember him.
*Flashback* (The one exception about Italics, for these words are English, not Elvish.)
It was Khelekril's fifth birthday. Estel smiled at her, as he handed her the birthday present. "I made it just for you," the eight-year-old said. Khelekril opened it, and onto her small, out-stretched hand fell a small silver flute. "Wow! It's beautiful!" She said, playing several different notes on it.
*Back in the Future*
"Estel! I remember! You made me my silver flute!" Khelekril exclaimed, leaping up and hugging Estel, and then Lord Elrond. "Lord Elrond! And you gave me my big stuffed bear!" Lord Elrond chuckled, "It is wonderful to see you again, child."
"Come, it is time to get ready for breakfast," Thranduil said, smiling. Everyone dispersed, except Legolas and Khelekril. They gave Thranduil another hug, and left, Khelekril holding her older brother's hand. He walked her to her room, which was on a flet one bridge away from Khelekril's.