Trail of Life.
By Peachblossom luver and Gadrien.
An- wow, don't I feel special. I'm going to try to do as many chapters today as possible. You see, we have it written into all one big notebook. Gadrien raised the question of when this story takes place. SO yeah.. REVIEW PLEASE!!!
Onto the story. It is set before the ring comes to notice, but no much. To put it simply, it's about the time when Frodo meets Gandalf in the shire. Maybe a little earlier.
~*~*~
As the company came closer and closer to Caras Galadhon, Galadriel watched them from her mirror.
The Lady of the Woods looked closely at Haldir and Amber, and noticed their subtle glances.
~Haldir, may your hard shell crack? Stone against ice. ~ she thought as she watched Amber take up her hobby of rolling her eyes at Crystal. Which lead her to wonder.
She saw Chris make a VERY obscene gesture at Rumil's back when he offered to lead her horse so that he would behave. She promptly told him she loved him this way, and if he so much as moved towards the bridal, he would have one of his arrows shoved up a very unpleasant spot.
~ Who are you, young one? What are your destinies?~
Watching until they were nearly at the city's heart, she headed towards her main flet, where Celeborn and she talked and greeted the newcomers to their realm.
When the company finally did reach the flet, the Lord and Lady were both waiting for them. Standing regally before them, she reached into her Marchwarden's mind, and found it occupied with thoughts of Amber. Alrighty then. Rather disturbing thoughts that she rather didn't want to know.
She focused on Crystal's mind, and spoke.
~Welcome young one. What do you think of my kingdom?~
Chris looked up to her, from her gaze at the floor. It was wiser than drooling over Celeborn.
"I like it very much my lady. Never before have I seen such beauty as the elves and their wondrous city in the sky."
Amber gave Chris a weird look. Okay then.. What the hell could they be talking about, and since when did Crystal phrase her sentences like that?
Her question was about to be answered.
Galadriel turned her gaze towards Amber.
~And you, who are Crystal's twin, how do you like my kingdom, it's beauty. Or rather, should I say, my kingdom's Warchwarden.~
She jumped about four feet off the ground. "Holy Fuck! There was a voice in my head! Chris- how the hell can you be so calm about it?"
"Sister Dear, it is a daily occurrence for me." Crystal replied, in a very serious tone. "I am used to voices in my head."
Celeborn looked like he was about to turn purple, in only a way that an elf can. Very dignified, almost too dignified.
~Interesting. Very Interesting.~ he thought, and shared a glance with Galadriel, who then looked at the floor below them. He saw what she meant. The whole company was looking at the poor girl like she was crazy. Which, in reality, she probably was.
"What?!?" she exclaimed, looking all around her at the people, when she felt their gazes on her back. Each looked pointedly away, suddenly finding something of interest in the ceiling, wall, or the floor.
Once again, Galadriel spoke to Crystal.
~Your sister and you seem quite distant. I shall talk to you about that later though. Your horses are most beautiful. That to rival the horses of Rohan. Do not worry about them. Release them into the wood, for they shall not be in harms way here. There is to be a party from Rivendel arriving shortly. Please come here at 4 o'clock, for I wish to speak to you on many matters.~
Galadriel found it easier to 'talk' to Crystal, as she was more accepting of the two.
Crystal was surprised. Yes, they were twins, but completely different.
Let me take this opportunity to describe to you their appearances and personalities, for it will explain things in time.
To start, Amber Smithers was born on August 21, 1983, and was soon followed by Crystal. But that is where the information on their birth stops, for they were adopted.
Amber was the taller twin, standing at 5'8, and had long, strawberry blonde hair, down to her shoulders. A heart shaped face, with dark blue eyes, and a small, pert nose with a sprinkling of freckles, and a full, small mouth.
Take that image, and imagine it to the liking of Crystal. Long, dark auburn hair, down to her waist, with emerald eyes, and being slightly shorter than Amber at 5'7. She had slightly more muscle than Amber, this much was obvious.
While Amber was the mothering, sensible (unless rounded into a scheme by Chris), and was quite smart. She was the more reserved, and more mature of the two, probably from being the one to watch out for Crystal. She did have a mischievous, revengeful side, but it was mostly kept in check. That was Crystal's work.
Amber had just finished her first year at law school, and seemed to fit into the world of lawyers.
Crystal on the other hand..
All attitude, and mostly bluff, unless you really pissed her off. When they were little, she and Amber had been inseparable. Now, though it all changed.
While being the fun loving one, Crystal was too dedicated to her horses to think about anything else, and so, therefore, she had no social life.
Amber had been away at college for a year, and she was at home, with the horses. Which was what she had always dreamed she would be. A horse breeder, trainer, rider. You name it.
Her older sister had grown up in a way, and looked upon Crystal as slightly childish, while Crystal looked upon Amber in a light that saw her as too reserved and serious.
One big vicious circle.
~*~*~
As she was lead to her room, Chris looked on with slight envy. All these elves were so. beautiful.
~Oh, all so perfect, prissy, and blonde. Not to mention pretty. All afore mentioned apply to the guys. Pansies. ~ she thought ruefully.
As she woke from her trance like state, and really LOOKED at the room, she was amazed. Nothing special, nice, but not outstanding. It was the view that caught her gaze.
Her talan was high in a melorn tree, and she could see for quite a ways. Now that it was dark, she could see lanterns, glowing in the dark, and the sight was quite breathtaking.
She went over to the bed, and flopped on it. Very nice.
She went over the day's events in her mind's eye. First, pack horse and bags up and go up the hills into the mountains to train for endurance tests coming up. Fine.
Lunch, and then moving on to the hill.
Sliding down the hill, and land in a field right next too a big 'ole tree with golden leaves.
Then trek towards this magnificent city. The moment that she had seen it, Crystal decided to nickname it the city in the sky. It was one of her fantasies to go to a magical place, that was a beauty of no other. And now that she had, it only seemed fitting.
What was she going to do?? That was the major question. Who she was going to meet, what she was going to do, where she was going to go- all these thoughts ran through her mind.
But then there was the million-dollar question of - How Do I Go Home?
~Enough thinking for one night. It's late, I'm tiered., and I'm going to sleep.~
And, being Crystal, she did just that.
~*~*~
In the next room, Amber was chewing on the same questions that were troubling Crystal.
But some of them were more dreamier, and more, uh, romantically inclined.
All the elves were gorgeous, that was for sure, but she really noticed Haldir. Maybe it was his damn-the-devil attitude. She could just guess as to what Crystal would say to him, or for that matter, them.
She felt a very Crystal like sensation come on. Remnants of their childhood. She thought up the most horrendous nickname. Or possibly not. It seemed to fit him.
~From now on, I dub thee His Haughtiness, The Pansy Man, Haldir of Lothlorien.~ she thought wryly.
Whatever next? Teaching Tonks how to dump someone in a water trough?
~Dear God, I hope it never comes to that.~ she thought, as she drifted off to sleep with thoughts of Haldir in a bathrobe in her mind. Pleasant dreams, for sure.
~*~*~*~*~
Alright. You know the drill. Please tell me what you think of it.
Ta -ta for now dearies!
By Peachblossom luver and Gadrien.
An- wow, don't I feel special. I'm going to try to do as many chapters today as possible. You see, we have it written into all one big notebook. Gadrien raised the question of when this story takes place. SO yeah.. REVIEW PLEASE!!!
Onto the story. It is set before the ring comes to notice, but no much. To put it simply, it's about the time when Frodo meets Gandalf in the shire. Maybe a little earlier.
~*~*~
As the company came closer and closer to Caras Galadhon, Galadriel watched them from her mirror.
The Lady of the Woods looked closely at Haldir and Amber, and noticed their subtle glances.
~Haldir, may your hard shell crack? Stone against ice. ~ she thought as she watched Amber take up her hobby of rolling her eyes at Crystal. Which lead her to wonder.
She saw Chris make a VERY obscene gesture at Rumil's back when he offered to lead her horse so that he would behave. She promptly told him she loved him this way, and if he so much as moved towards the bridal, he would have one of his arrows shoved up a very unpleasant spot.
~ Who are you, young one? What are your destinies?~
Watching until they were nearly at the city's heart, she headed towards her main flet, where Celeborn and she talked and greeted the newcomers to their realm.
When the company finally did reach the flet, the Lord and Lady were both waiting for them. Standing regally before them, she reached into her Marchwarden's mind, and found it occupied with thoughts of Amber. Alrighty then. Rather disturbing thoughts that she rather didn't want to know.
She focused on Crystal's mind, and spoke.
~Welcome young one. What do you think of my kingdom?~
Chris looked up to her, from her gaze at the floor. It was wiser than drooling over Celeborn.
"I like it very much my lady. Never before have I seen such beauty as the elves and their wondrous city in the sky."
Amber gave Chris a weird look. Okay then.. What the hell could they be talking about, and since when did Crystal phrase her sentences like that?
Her question was about to be answered.
Galadriel turned her gaze towards Amber.
~And you, who are Crystal's twin, how do you like my kingdom, it's beauty. Or rather, should I say, my kingdom's Warchwarden.~
She jumped about four feet off the ground. "Holy Fuck! There was a voice in my head! Chris- how the hell can you be so calm about it?"
"Sister Dear, it is a daily occurrence for me." Crystal replied, in a very serious tone. "I am used to voices in my head."
Celeborn looked like he was about to turn purple, in only a way that an elf can. Very dignified, almost too dignified.
~Interesting. Very Interesting.~ he thought, and shared a glance with Galadriel, who then looked at the floor below them. He saw what she meant. The whole company was looking at the poor girl like she was crazy. Which, in reality, she probably was.
"What?!?" she exclaimed, looking all around her at the people, when she felt their gazes on her back. Each looked pointedly away, suddenly finding something of interest in the ceiling, wall, or the floor.
Once again, Galadriel spoke to Crystal.
~Your sister and you seem quite distant. I shall talk to you about that later though. Your horses are most beautiful. That to rival the horses of Rohan. Do not worry about them. Release them into the wood, for they shall not be in harms way here. There is to be a party from Rivendel arriving shortly. Please come here at 4 o'clock, for I wish to speak to you on many matters.~
Galadriel found it easier to 'talk' to Crystal, as she was more accepting of the two.
Crystal was surprised. Yes, they were twins, but completely different.
Let me take this opportunity to describe to you their appearances and personalities, for it will explain things in time.
To start, Amber Smithers was born on August 21, 1983, and was soon followed by Crystal. But that is where the information on their birth stops, for they were adopted.
Amber was the taller twin, standing at 5'8, and had long, strawberry blonde hair, down to her shoulders. A heart shaped face, with dark blue eyes, and a small, pert nose with a sprinkling of freckles, and a full, small mouth.
Take that image, and imagine it to the liking of Crystal. Long, dark auburn hair, down to her waist, with emerald eyes, and being slightly shorter than Amber at 5'7. She had slightly more muscle than Amber, this much was obvious.
While Amber was the mothering, sensible (unless rounded into a scheme by Chris), and was quite smart. She was the more reserved, and more mature of the two, probably from being the one to watch out for Crystal. She did have a mischievous, revengeful side, but it was mostly kept in check. That was Crystal's work.
Amber had just finished her first year at law school, and seemed to fit into the world of lawyers.
Crystal on the other hand..
All attitude, and mostly bluff, unless you really pissed her off. When they were little, she and Amber had been inseparable. Now, though it all changed.
While being the fun loving one, Crystal was too dedicated to her horses to think about anything else, and so, therefore, she had no social life.
Amber had been away at college for a year, and she was at home, with the horses. Which was what she had always dreamed she would be. A horse breeder, trainer, rider. You name it.
Her older sister had grown up in a way, and looked upon Crystal as slightly childish, while Crystal looked upon Amber in a light that saw her as too reserved and serious.
One big vicious circle.
~*~*~
As she was lead to her room, Chris looked on with slight envy. All these elves were so. beautiful.
~Oh, all so perfect, prissy, and blonde. Not to mention pretty. All afore mentioned apply to the guys. Pansies. ~ she thought ruefully.
As she woke from her trance like state, and really LOOKED at the room, she was amazed. Nothing special, nice, but not outstanding. It was the view that caught her gaze.
Her talan was high in a melorn tree, and she could see for quite a ways. Now that it was dark, she could see lanterns, glowing in the dark, and the sight was quite breathtaking.
She went over to the bed, and flopped on it. Very nice.
She went over the day's events in her mind's eye. First, pack horse and bags up and go up the hills into the mountains to train for endurance tests coming up. Fine.
Lunch, and then moving on to the hill.
Sliding down the hill, and land in a field right next too a big 'ole tree with golden leaves.
Then trek towards this magnificent city. The moment that she had seen it, Crystal decided to nickname it the city in the sky. It was one of her fantasies to go to a magical place, that was a beauty of no other. And now that she had, it only seemed fitting.
What was she going to do?? That was the major question. Who she was going to meet, what she was going to do, where she was going to go- all these thoughts ran through her mind.
But then there was the million-dollar question of - How Do I Go Home?
~Enough thinking for one night. It's late, I'm tiered., and I'm going to sleep.~
And, being Crystal, she did just that.
~*~*~
In the next room, Amber was chewing on the same questions that were troubling Crystal.
But some of them were more dreamier, and more, uh, romantically inclined.
All the elves were gorgeous, that was for sure, but she really noticed Haldir. Maybe it was his damn-the-devil attitude. She could just guess as to what Crystal would say to him, or for that matter, them.
She felt a very Crystal like sensation come on. Remnants of their childhood. She thought up the most horrendous nickname. Or possibly not. It seemed to fit him.
~From now on, I dub thee His Haughtiness, The Pansy Man, Haldir of Lothlorien.~ she thought wryly.
Whatever next? Teaching Tonks how to dump someone in a water trough?
~Dear God, I hope it never comes to that.~ she thought, as she drifted off to sleep with thoughts of Haldir in a bathrobe in her mind. Pleasant dreams, for sure.
~*~*~*~*~
Alright. You know the drill. Please tell me what you think of it.
Ta -ta for now dearies!