It's all in the soul
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Chapter 4: Meeting the family and sharing songs
Catherine stood in front of the mirror, admiring the beautiful dress she was wearing. Her father has suggested that she changed clothes. He even went to get the dress himself. The dress was a nice grey colour, like the clouds before it would rain. The silver threads in the dress gave an illusion of rain, which she liked very much. The grey of the dress made her hair look black instead of the dark brown it is. Made her eyes look like a warm bleu instead of the icy ones they are.
Even though she liked the dress, at the same time she hated it. It was so different from the clothes she was used to wear. A sour smile graced her face. She needed to get used to it, because proper elf-maidens wear dresses. Oh goody. Truth to be told, she likes dresses. But not all the time!
"Little dreamer, Are you ready?"
Her sour smile became less sour as she heard her father call at her.
"Why? Have my brothers and sisters arrived at my bedroom door?" She called back in jest.
"Yes, and they are anxious to meet you!"
Catherine 'Little Dreamer' laughed. It might have been because she was nervous. Very nervous. "Well then, bring them in!"
She saw how Elrond entered her room, followed by two men and a woman. She knew for certain that the woman was Arwen and the men were Elladan and Elohir; her father had told her the names of her brothers and sister. Arwen took the lead.
"I'm Arwen. I'm so glad to see you awake. Now I have a little sister! I really want to get to know you. Perhaps we could become close?"
Catherine was speechless for a moment. Arwen didn't know her and yet she already liked her! "Uh. . .ah. . .uh. . ." Catherine stuttered. Her cheeks acquired a bit of a reddish tint. Not that she easily blushed, but this confidence truly touched her heart. "I would like that, yeah. . . ." Her father chuckled when he saw her blush.
Luckily she was saved from further embarrassment by her brothers. "I'm Elladan and this is Elohir."
Catherine blinked her eyes once. And then for a second time. She turned to her father and asked: "How the hell am I supposed to keep them apart? They look the same to me!"
Her father chuckled again." I do not know how you will manage, for I still cannot tell them apart sometimes."
Catherine smiled wryly. "Oh well, It didn't hurt to ask."
"Don't worry, we won't play tricks on you. . . too often." Elladan grinned.
"Well, now I'm not going to be worried!" Catherine said sarcastically.
Elladan and Elohir just smiled innocently. A bit too innocently. Catherine looked at them suspiciously. She'd have to watch out for those two. They seemed like regular pranksters. Arwen cleared her throat, tactfully trying to get her attention.
"Little Dreamer, is it true that you. . . had another life?" Catherine took pity on Arwen and answered immediately, because Arwen looked almost sorry to have asked her this.
"It's true. I was human, err, of the Race of Man when I died. I don't know why I remember my last life. By all means I shouldn't remember. I went by the name of Catherine. I still go by the name of Catherine, or Cat for short. But I don't mind being called Little Dreamer."
"Was your world very different from Middle-Earth?"
"From what I know about Middle-Earth, it is very different. My world had technology. I'm not going to explain that, it would be too difficult to understand. My world has different cultures, different clothes and different music. A lot is just different."
Elohir was interested. "Different clothes? Different music?"
"Yeah, in my world it's normal that women wear pants. And women are more or less considered to be the equals of men."
"And the music?" Arwen asked eagerly. "Could you sing us something from that world?"
Catherine started to blush. Again. She was /not/ a good singer. She just could hold a tune. She tried to tell Arwen this, but Arwen can be really persistent, if she wants to be. in the end Catherine gave in. "Okay already! I'll sing something! Whenever, Wherever from Shakira. Here goes:
Lucky you were born that far away
So we could both make fun of distance
Lucky that I love a foreign man for
The lucky fact of your existence
Baby I would climb the Andes solely
To count the freckles on your body
Never could imagine there were only
So many ways to love somebody
Le ro lo le lo le
Le ro lo le lo le
Can't you see...I'm at your feet
Whenever, Wherever
We're meant to be together
I'll be there and you'll be near
And that's the deal my dear
You're over, you're under
You'll never have to wonder
We can always play by ear
But that's the deal my dear
Lucky that my lips not only mumble
they spill kisses like a fountain
Lucky that my breasts are small and humble
So you don't confuse them with mountains
Lucky I have strong legs like my mother
To run for cover when I need it
And these two eyes are for no other
The day you leave will cry a river
Le ro lo le lo le
Le ro lo le lo le
At your feet...I'm at your feet
Whenever, Wherever
We're meant to be together
I'll be there and you'll be near
And that's the deal my dear
You're over, you're under
You'll never have to wonder
We can always play by ear
But that's the deal my dear
Le ro lo le lo le
Le ro lo le lo le
We can fly, say it again
Le ro lo le lo le lo le
Tell me one more time
That you're there
Lost in my eyes
Whenever, wherever
We're meant to be together
I'll be there and you'll be near
And that's the deal my dear
You're over, you're under
You've got me head over heels
There's nothing left to fear
If you really feel the way I feel
Whenever, wherever
We're meant to be together
I'll be there and you'll be near
And that's the deal my dear
You're over, you're under
You've got me head over heels
There's nothing left to fear
If you really feel the way I feel
That was it" Catherine said blushing really hard. The others were speechless. They had never heard something like /that/ before.
Elrond was the first to be able to speak again. "The words of the song are. . . interesting." Catherine could have sworn she saw her father blush. She couldn't help bit giggle at the look on his face. "But please do refrain from singing that song when there are other elves in the neighbourhood."
Catherine got a mischievous look on her face. She didn't say anything, she just grinned at her father. This was too much fun! Arwen and the twins were laughing.
"Oh come on Ada! Where is your sense of humour!" Elohir said.
"Ada?" Catherine asked confused.
"It means father." Arwen answered. "You don't know much about the elfish culture, do you."
"No, I'm afraid not."
"I wonder how that can be. . ." Arwen mused.
But Elrond cut in. "Wonder as much as you want, Arwen, but after dinner!"
They all went to get dinner, because they were all famished. The twins even raced to see who would be there first. It was a good day for Catherine 'Little Dreamer'. But would it stay a good day. . . ?
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Chapter 4: Meeting the family and sharing songs
Catherine stood in front of the mirror, admiring the beautiful dress she was wearing. Her father has suggested that she changed clothes. He even went to get the dress himself. The dress was a nice grey colour, like the clouds before it would rain. The silver threads in the dress gave an illusion of rain, which she liked very much. The grey of the dress made her hair look black instead of the dark brown it is. Made her eyes look like a warm bleu instead of the icy ones they are.
Even though she liked the dress, at the same time she hated it. It was so different from the clothes she was used to wear. A sour smile graced her face. She needed to get used to it, because proper elf-maidens wear dresses. Oh goody. Truth to be told, she likes dresses. But not all the time!
"Little dreamer, Are you ready?"
Her sour smile became less sour as she heard her father call at her.
"Why? Have my brothers and sisters arrived at my bedroom door?" She called back in jest.
"Yes, and they are anxious to meet you!"
Catherine 'Little Dreamer' laughed. It might have been because she was nervous. Very nervous. "Well then, bring them in!"
She saw how Elrond entered her room, followed by two men and a woman. She knew for certain that the woman was Arwen and the men were Elladan and Elohir; her father had told her the names of her brothers and sister. Arwen took the lead.
"I'm Arwen. I'm so glad to see you awake. Now I have a little sister! I really want to get to know you. Perhaps we could become close?"
Catherine was speechless for a moment. Arwen didn't know her and yet she already liked her! "Uh. . .ah. . .uh. . ." Catherine stuttered. Her cheeks acquired a bit of a reddish tint. Not that she easily blushed, but this confidence truly touched her heart. "I would like that, yeah. . . ." Her father chuckled when he saw her blush.
Luckily she was saved from further embarrassment by her brothers. "I'm Elladan and this is Elohir."
Catherine blinked her eyes once. And then for a second time. She turned to her father and asked: "How the hell am I supposed to keep them apart? They look the same to me!"
Her father chuckled again." I do not know how you will manage, for I still cannot tell them apart sometimes."
Catherine smiled wryly. "Oh well, It didn't hurt to ask."
"Don't worry, we won't play tricks on you. . . too often." Elladan grinned.
"Well, now I'm not going to be worried!" Catherine said sarcastically.
Elladan and Elohir just smiled innocently. A bit too innocently. Catherine looked at them suspiciously. She'd have to watch out for those two. They seemed like regular pranksters. Arwen cleared her throat, tactfully trying to get her attention.
"Little Dreamer, is it true that you. . . had another life?" Catherine took pity on Arwen and answered immediately, because Arwen looked almost sorry to have asked her this.
"It's true. I was human, err, of the Race of Man when I died. I don't know why I remember my last life. By all means I shouldn't remember. I went by the name of Catherine. I still go by the name of Catherine, or Cat for short. But I don't mind being called Little Dreamer."
"Was your world very different from Middle-Earth?"
"From what I know about Middle-Earth, it is very different. My world had technology. I'm not going to explain that, it would be too difficult to understand. My world has different cultures, different clothes and different music. A lot is just different."
Elohir was interested. "Different clothes? Different music?"
"Yeah, in my world it's normal that women wear pants. And women are more or less considered to be the equals of men."
"And the music?" Arwen asked eagerly. "Could you sing us something from that world?"
Catherine started to blush. Again. She was /not/ a good singer. She just could hold a tune. She tried to tell Arwen this, but Arwen can be really persistent, if she wants to be. in the end Catherine gave in. "Okay already! I'll sing something! Whenever, Wherever from Shakira. Here goes:
Lucky you were born that far away
So we could both make fun of distance
Lucky that I love a foreign man for
The lucky fact of your existence
Baby I would climb the Andes solely
To count the freckles on your body
Never could imagine there were only
So many ways to love somebody
Le ro lo le lo le
Le ro lo le lo le
Can't you see...I'm at your feet
Whenever, Wherever
We're meant to be together
I'll be there and you'll be near
And that's the deal my dear
You're over, you're under
You'll never have to wonder
We can always play by ear
But that's the deal my dear
Lucky that my lips not only mumble
they spill kisses like a fountain
Lucky that my breasts are small and humble
So you don't confuse them with mountains
Lucky I have strong legs like my mother
To run for cover when I need it
And these two eyes are for no other
The day you leave will cry a river
Le ro lo le lo le
Le ro lo le lo le
At your feet...I'm at your feet
Whenever, Wherever
We're meant to be together
I'll be there and you'll be near
And that's the deal my dear
You're over, you're under
You'll never have to wonder
We can always play by ear
But that's the deal my dear
Le ro lo le lo le
Le ro lo le lo le
We can fly, say it again
Le ro lo le lo le lo le
Tell me one more time
That you're there
Lost in my eyes
Whenever, wherever
We're meant to be together
I'll be there and you'll be near
And that's the deal my dear
You're over, you're under
You've got me head over heels
There's nothing left to fear
If you really feel the way I feel
Whenever, wherever
We're meant to be together
I'll be there and you'll be near
And that's the deal my dear
You're over, you're under
You've got me head over heels
There's nothing left to fear
If you really feel the way I feel
That was it" Catherine said blushing really hard. The others were speechless. They had never heard something like /that/ before.
Elrond was the first to be able to speak again. "The words of the song are. . . interesting." Catherine could have sworn she saw her father blush. She couldn't help bit giggle at the look on his face. "But please do refrain from singing that song when there are other elves in the neighbourhood."
Catherine got a mischievous look on her face. She didn't say anything, she just grinned at her father. This was too much fun! Arwen and the twins were laughing.
"Oh come on Ada! Where is your sense of humour!" Elohir said.
"Ada?" Catherine asked confused.
"It means father." Arwen answered. "You don't know much about the elfish culture, do you."
"No, I'm afraid not."
"I wonder how that can be. . ." Arwen mused.
But Elrond cut in. "Wonder as much as you want, Arwen, but after dinner!"
They all went to get dinner, because they were all famished. The twins even raced to see who would be there first. It was a good day for Catherine 'Little Dreamer'. But would it stay a good day. . . ?
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