The Story With No Title
Revelations
The elf jumped slightly at the motion, but Paullina didn't notice. Her mind was racing with the thought that had come to her. 'I fell asleep and I knocked over the glass of water and I fried the computer. That's it, I got electrocuted and I'm in a coma in some hospital somewhere.' Satisfied with this she smiled and ate the last bit of cheese. She didn't care to think why the pinch still hurt or that you don't dream when in a coma or the money she would have to spend on hospital bills and replacing her computer when she woke up, so she ignored those little nagging details.
"Sir?"
Coming out of her reverie she glanced up at a confused, concerned elf. "Yes?"
"If you are done I need to take you to the Lord Elrond now."
She smiled inwardly on hearing Elrond's name; she was right about where she was. "Certainly, show the way." She got to her feet and followed the elf out of the garden and back to the house. She then noticed for the first time how different it was to walk with such a huge stride; she was surprised she hadn't tripped over herself. 'I'm lucky I've been unobservant. Otherwise I would have been tripping over my feet long ago.'
Navigating through many passageways and rooms they passed many elves who smiled and nodded to her. They finally arrived at their destination and the woman opened a door and motioned for her to go in. Hesitating slightly, she walked in. The door was closed behind her; the elf did not follow her.
She walked several paces into the room and she glanced about. The room was quite large and beautifully furnished. There were tall windows on two walls with an exquisite view of the valley. The other two were covered with bookshelves. Someone was sitting in a large chair near a fireplace. It could be no one but Elrond. He was tall even sitting, with broad shoulders, black hair and gray eyes. His face was handsome and ageless. She silently thanked god that he didn't resemble Hugo Weaving in any way.
The elf motioned for her to sit. She walked over to the chair and sat. She could hear the chair quietly protest her great weight. 'Eek, how much do I weigh?' Seated across from him she met his gaze. Whether is was from knowing she was in a big brawny body or whether she was just weird (as in stupid) she met and held his gaze not the least bit intimidated, though she knew she probably should be.
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Revelations
The elf jumped slightly at the motion, but Paullina didn't notice. Her mind was racing with the thought that had come to her. 'I fell asleep and I knocked over the glass of water and I fried the computer. That's it, I got electrocuted and I'm in a coma in some hospital somewhere.' Satisfied with this she smiled and ate the last bit of cheese. She didn't care to think why the pinch still hurt or that you don't dream when in a coma or the money she would have to spend on hospital bills and replacing her computer when she woke up, so she ignored those little nagging details.
"Sir?"
Coming out of her reverie she glanced up at a confused, concerned elf. "Yes?"
"If you are done I need to take you to the Lord Elrond now."
She smiled inwardly on hearing Elrond's name; she was right about where she was. "Certainly, show the way." She got to her feet and followed the elf out of the garden and back to the house. She then noticed for the first time how different it was to walk with such a huge stride; she was surprised she hadn't tripped over herself. 'I'm lucky I've been unobservant. Otherwise I would have been tripping over my feet long ago.'
Navigating through many passageways and rooms they passed many elves who smiled and nodded to her. They finally arrived at their destination and the woman opened a door and motioned for her to go in. Hesitating slightly, she walked in. The door was closed behind her; the elf did not follow her.
She walked several paces into the room and she glanced about. The room was quite large and beautifully furnished. There were tall windows on two walls with an exquisite view of the valley. The other two were covered with bookshelves. Someone was sitting in a large chair near a fireplace. It could be no one but Elrond. He was tall even sitting, with broad shoulders, black hair and gray eyes. His face was handsome and ageless. She silently thanked god that he didn't resemble Hugo Weaving in any way.
The elf motioned for her to sit. She walked over to the chair and sat. She could hear the chair quietly protest her great weight. 'Eek, how much do I weigh?' Seated across from him she met his gaze. Whether is was from knowing she was in a big brawny body or whether she was just weird (as in stupid) she met and held his gaze not the least bit intimidated, though she knew she probably should be.
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