(A/N I have finally returned and I am tired. I had a good time, but driving
roughly 400 miles in a 48 hour period is a bit much don't you think?)
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The Story With No Title
The Chapter with no Title
Paullina's mind was troubled, but she managed to drift off to sleep. She slept lightly and was restless and tossed about in bed, ending up on her back. The night was not too far progressed when she awoke from a particularly disturbing dream. She tensed and slowly opened her eyes. 'Maybe I did go a bit too far'
In the dim light that made its way in from her open door she could just make out the figure looming over her. Liriel was yet again kneeling over her chest, but her motives were quite different this time for she held a dagger high in the air as if to strike. 'Shit!' This was the only thought Paullina came up with before Liriel sent the blade plunging downward with unbelievable speed towards Paullina's chest.
Reacting quicker than she thought she was capable of Paullina rolled to the side, the blade plunging harmlessly into the mattress. She continued to roll off the bed taking her attacker with her. Paullina landed on her back quite heavily on top Liriel, whose breath was knocked from her in a loud whoosh. Paullina jumped to her feet, tense and pumping with adrenaline. She looked down at Liriel lying on the floor, trying to get oxygen into her lungs. Paullina waited, not sure of what to do. Liriel's breathing eventually became more normal and she tried to get to her feet. Wasting no time Paullina came up with an idea. She bent down and pulled Liriel to her feet then flung her over her shoulder. Liriel screeched and squirmed, but Paullina's massive frame seemed to be just the right kind for this task.
Paying no heed to Liriel's protests she walked through her door and down the hall. She ignored the pain from the blows Liriel was landing on her back and stomach as she made her way to the room where she hoped to find Elrond, the room she had spent two too many unpleasant conversations in.
She walked with large purposeful strides and to her great luck that though the moon had set and no stars shone to entice the elves outside the halls were empty and she was able to make her way in peace. 'A peak of inactivity, what luck' Despite her anger a small smile flitted across her face.
Finally finding the room she was looking for she flung the door open and stepped in. There was a dwindling fire in the fireplace and many candles were lit, flickering and creating odd shadows. Elrond was in a chair by the fire reading a book. He looked up at Paullina's entrance and jumped to his feet.
"Paullina, what is the meaning of this? Put her down."
"I'd be happy to." She stepped up and unceremoniously dropped Liriel at Elrond's feet. Liriel pushed herself up and looked up at Elrond and Paullina. With her eyes fixed on Elrond Paullina managed to speak. "This…she tried to kill me. If I had not woken up when I did I would be dead now. Lock up this crazy bitch or I'll…" She couldn't find the appropriate words and turned and stalked out of the room, closing the door loudly behind her.
Walking towards no particular destination Paullina stopped next to a wide set of windows and looked out. She could barely see anything; the sky was filled with dark clouds. 'Matches my mood. When I was happy the moon was high and the sky cloudless and now…' She stood for a while, thinking, when there was a bright flash of light and for a split second she could see outside almost as if it were day. 'One one thousand, two one thousand, three one thousand, four one thousand' Then there was a loud clap of thunder that rumbled for several seconds.
'That was close, a little less than a mile' She stood silently when suddenly some kind hearted being turned on the light bulb over Paullina's head. 'Lightening equals electricity equals home' She ran down the hall and stopped only half sure of what she was planning on doing. She was only wearing her nightclothes and was barefoot, but she shook this off, as it didn't seem to really matter. She ran down one hall then the next and burst out into the open.
The air was crisp and a slight breeze stirred the air. She could not see well, but enough to make out the path that lead to higher ground. She scrambled up the path with only the occasionally flash of lightening to show her the way. She mumbled under her breath when she remembered that this path only led to the bathhouse. Leaving the path she continued to climb higher unaware of the dark figure following.
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(A/N We all knew Liriel was a psychopath, didn't we? ^_~ Mwahahahahhaha)
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The Story With No Title
The Chapter with no Title
Paullina's mind was troubled, but she managed to drift off to sleep. She slept lightly and was restless and tossed about in bed, ending up on her back. The night was not too far progressed when she awoke from a particularly disturbing dream. She tensed and slowly opened her eyes. 'Maybe I did go a bit too far'
In the dim light that made its way in from her open door she could just make out the figure looming over her. Liriel was yet again kneeling over her chest, but her motives were quite different this time for she held a dagger high in the air as if to strike. 'Shit!' This was the only thought Paullina came up with before Liriel sent the blade plunging downward with unbelievable speed towards Paullina's chest.
Reacting quicker than she thought she was capable of Paullina rolled to the side, the blade plunging harmlessly into the mattress. She continued to roll off the bed taking her attacker with her. Paullina landed on her back quite heavily on top Liriel, whose breath was knocked from her in a loud whoosh. Paullina jumped to her feet, tense and pumping with adrenaline. She looked down at Liriel lying on the floor, trying to get oxygen into her lungs. Paullina waited, not sure of what to do. Liriel's breathing eventually became more normal and she tried to get to her feet. Wasting no time Paullina came up with an idea. She bent down and pulled Liriel to her feet then flung her over her shoulder. Liriel screeched and squirmed, but Paullina's massive frame seemed to be just the right kind for this task.
Paying no heed to Liriel's protests she walked through her door and down the hall. She ignored the pain from the blows Liriel was landing on her back and stomach as she made her way to the room where she hoped to find Elrond, the room she had spent two too many unpleasant conversations in.
She walked with large purposeful strides and to her great luck that though the moon had set and no stars shone to entice the elves outside the halls were empty and she was able to make her way in peace. 'A peak of inactivity, what luck' Despite her anger a small smile flitted across her face.
Finally finding the room she was looking for she flung the door open and stepped in. There was a dwindling fire in the fireplace and many candles were lit, flickering and creating odd shadows. Elrond was in a chair by the fire reading a book. He looked up at Paullina's entrance and jumped to his feet.
"Paullina, what is the meaning of this? Put her down."
"I'd be happy to." She stepped up and unceremoniously dropped Liriel at Elrond's feet. Liriel pushed herself up and looked up at Elrond and Paullina. With her eyes fixed on Elrond Paullina managed to speak. "This…she tried to kill me. If I had not woken up when I did I would be dead now. Lock up this crazy bitch or I'll…" She couldn't find the appropriate words and turned and stalked out of the room, closing the door loudly behind her.
Walking towards no particular destination Paullina stopped next to a wide set of windows and looked out. She could barely see anything; the sky was filled with dark clouds. 'Matches my mood. When I was happy the moon was high and the sky cloudless and now…' She stood for a while, thinking, when there was a bright flash of light and for a split second she could see outside almost as if it were day. 'One one thousand, two one thousand, three one thousand, four one thousand' Then there was a loud clap of thunder that rumbled for several seconds.
'That was close, a little less than a mile' She stood silently when suddenly some kind hearted being turned on the light bulb over Paullina's head. 'Lightening equals electricity equals home' She ran down the hall and stopped only half sure of what she was planning on doing. She was only wearing her nightclothes and was barefoot, but she shook this off, as it didn't seem to really matter. She ran down one hall then the next and burst out into the open.
The air was crisp and a slight breeze stirred the air. She could not see well, but enough to make out the path that lead to higher ground. She scrambled up the path with only the occasionally flash of lightening to show her the way. She mumbled under her breath when she remembered that this path only led to the bathhouse. Leaving the path she continued to climb higher unaware of the dark figure following.
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^_^
(A/N We all knew Liriel was a psychopath, didn't we? ^_~ Mwahahahahhaha)
