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sick of writing these disclaimers!
Note: Other than Gollum, who I pity because he was unfortunate enough to stumble upon an evil ring, I pity (but not as much) Aragorn. He, a child, thought he was an elf, a child of Elrond's. Now imagine the shock, of expected an immortal life with your family, to learn you aren't immortal. Your family will continue living years after Araogrn has died. Now do you see why I pity him? ...Anyhow, this story does not quite stick to the book time-wise, I don't know how old Aragorn was when he met Arwen, but now I'm going to shut up and let you read.
Tinuviel
Chapter One: Of the Truth
"I don't understand, Ada." Estel said hesitantly.
Elrond looked at his sixteen year old "son". "You are not an elf. You are not my child." He hadn't meant to say it this coldly, but Elrond himself was almost in tears himself.
Tears began to well in the young boy's eyes. Gently, Elrond held the boy in an embrace, but Estel tore himself away, and ran out, shoving Elrohir aside as he ran.
"Brother!" Elrohir called.
"I'm not your brother!" Estel cried before running to the gardens. He climbed into his favorite hiding spot, a small glade surrounded by trees.
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"You shouldn't have told him yet." Elrohir told Elrond as he came in.
"I know, I know." To Elrohir's surprise, for one of the first times, Elrond was crying.
Elladan came in. "What happened to- "
"It was my mistake. He wasn't old enough to understand." Elrond said silently, still sobbing gently.
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
Estel sat pondering in the small glade, several tears running down his cheek, when he heard the soft sound of a pipe. Following the sound, it lead him to see, dancing, the most beautiful elf he had ever seen.
"Tinuviel! Tinuviel!" he cried out softly, surprised at his own words. The elf turned to look at Estel, her deep eyes looking at him.
"Did you say something?" her lovely voice rang out.
Estel knew he was dreaming and murmured to himself ".......Tinuviel?"
Her voice rang through the glade, laughing merrily, "I am Arwen, daughter of Elrond."
Estel blushed, and in confusion, ran away.
Arwen started to chase after him, then realized who she was and began her way back to Elrond's house.
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
Elrond laughed silently, thinking of what Arwen had told him at lunch, as Estel blushed the whole time, dropping his food clumsily in embarrassment. "Tinuviel......" he said smiling. With a gasp, he suddenly remembered the tragic story of Beren and Tinuviel.
This wasn't the love from a brother to a sister. This was the story of Beren and Tinuviel all over again.
REVIEW!!!! Hope you like that chapter!
Note: Other than Gollum, who I pity because he was unfortunate enough to stumble upon an evil ring, I pity (but not as much) Aragorn. He, a child, thought he was an elf, a child of Elrond's. Now imagine the shock, of expected an immortal life with your family, to learn you aren't immortal. Your family will continue living years after Araogrn has died. Now do you see why I pity him? ...Anyhow, this story does not quite stick to the book time-wise, I don't know how old Aragorn was when he met Arwen, but now I'm going to shut up and let you read.
Tinuviel
Chapter One: Of the Truth
"I don't understand, Ada." Estel said hesitantly.
Elrond looked at his sixteen year old "son". "You are not an elf. You are not my child." He hadn't meant to say it this coldly, but Elrond himself was almost in tears himself.
Tears began to well in the young boy's eyes. Gently, Elrond held the boy in an embrace, but Estel tore himself away, and ran out, shoving Elrohir aside as he ran.
"Brother!" Elrohir called.
"I'm not your brother!" Estel cried before running to the gardens. He climbed into his favorite hiding spot, a small glade surrounded by trees.
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
"You shouldn't have told him yet." Elrohir told Elrond as he came in.
"I know, I know." To Elrohir's surprise, for one of the first times, Elrond was crying.
Elladan came in. "What happened to- "
"It was my mistake. He wasn't old enough to understand." Elrond said silently, still sobbing gently.
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
Estel sat pondering in the small glade, several tears running down his cheek, when he heard the soft sound of a pipe. Following the sound, it lead him to see, dancing, the most beautiful elf he had ever seen.
"Tinuviel! Tinuviel!" he cried out softly, surprised at his own words. The elf turned to look at Estel, her deep eyes looking at him.
"Did you say something?" her lovely voice rang out.
Estel knew he was dreaming and murmured to himself ".......Tinuviel?"
Her voice rang through the glade, laughing merrily, "I am Arwen, daughter of Elrond."
Estel blushed, and in confusion, ran away.
Arwen started to chase after him, then realized who she was and began her way back to Elrond's house.
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
Elrond laughed silently, thinking of what Arwen had told him at lunch, as Estel blushed the whole time, dropping his food clumsily in embarrassment. "Tinuviel......" he said smiling. With a gasp, he suddenly remembered the tragic story of Beren and Tinuviel.
This wasn't the love from a brother to a sister. This was the story of Beren and Tinuviel all over again.
REVIEW!!!! Hope you like that chapter!