Authors note: This idea came to me late one night when I didn't have any
time to write it so I've been saving it in my head for quite a while. I've
also done a lot of research on quenyan and elvish and what not so I get it
just right.
Disclaimer :I don't own Lord of the Rings or anyone therein (except for my witch-chick in this story). I wonder why we have to write disclaimers if it's soooo obvious we don't own lord of the rings, never have never will.
Enjoy and please review when you're done! Remember, no reviews, no story! And flames will be used to burn Rai's trees-gone-wrong.
Sunrai walked silently on the golden bed of leaves, not making the slightest sound. As she walked deeper into the woods, she looked up at the flowing canopy above, and walked to a sunspot where she looked up at the heavens as sparkles of dust floated down. She let the sun shine on her face, let it's warmth flow throw her body before she continued along the path.
As she went she would occasionally sweep her hand over the soft leaves on the ground or over a tree branch, and from her and would spring a golden light from which a bud would blossom and become a beautiful glowing flower. From the forest floor vines and roots would spring in her path, and particles of sun would come together and form elegantly patterned butterflies.
She finally reached a sparkling clearing, mostly shaded by the trees, but with a single stream of sunlight flowing down to the centre of the space. There, bathed in sunlight, was a small niphredel, the white winter flower. It was small, smaller than any of the other blossoms, and all alone. So Sunrai knelt by this small star in the grass and cupped her hands and put them in the sunlight. She left them there for a moment, letting them fill with the stardust and sparkles. Then she moved to put them over the flower. She whispered a few words, and suddenly from beneath her gentle touch gold and white light burst forth in a sea of stars and as she rose quickly the niphredel began to grow taller, to expand and blossom in fast forward in all its splendour. Its petals grew and became almost like wings, shining like crystal but as gentle as a feather. The leaves grew and flushed a beautiful emerald colour that reflected off the brook that ran past the edge of the clearing.
It grew until it was taller than her, until it was the most magnificent thing in the dew covered meadow. Satisfied with her work, Sunrai smiled and turned to walk away from her accomplishment. The trees whispered after her and the wind followed her, making her cape billow outward. She loved this so much that she stopped along the path and just stood there, arms outstretched, until she was met by a ray of light and lifted up into the air, floating serenely, held up by millions of amber particles flying around. Finally, when the wind got louder, she descended back to the bed of leaves and petals on the ground and continued on the path.
The woods had seemed empty to her, except for of course the trees and the wind and the flowers. They were always there. Always had been and always would be. But the forest was fading, little by little, it was so sad, she could see it day by day. Just like it's people.
She emerged into the summer sunlight and turned back to the forest. The line of trees seemed to by calling her, bidding her farewell. "Vanya sulie," they seemed to say. Sunrai smiled and raised her hand in farewell. Her hand shimmered with light until a small star formed her palm. Then she brought it close to her lips and blew gently, so that it flew on the wings of the wind and into the forest. The trees shivered, and went still.
Sunrai lowered her hand. "Fair winds," she whispered, and turned away for the last time.
Authors endnote: This was just an experiment chapter to let my character develop in terms of..I don't know, whatever complicated things are floating around in my head. In any case, this is just the beginning chapter, almost the prologue, and even if I don't get any reviews I'm going to at least do the second one. Please R & R.
Disclaimer :I don't own Lord of the Rings or anyone therein (except for my witch-chick in this story). I wonder why we have to write disclaimers if it's soooo obvious we don't own lord of the rings, never have never will.
Enjoy and please review when you're done! Remember, no reviews, no story! And flames will be used to burn Rai's trees-gone-wrong.
Sunrai walked silently on the golden bed of leaves, not making the slightest sound. As she walked deeper into the woods, she looked up at the flowing canopy above, and walked to a sunspot where she looked up at the heavens as sparkles of dust floated down. She let the sun shine on her face, let it's warmth flow throw her body before she continued along the path.
As she went she would occasionally sweep her hand over the soft leaves on the ground or over a tree branch, and from her and would spring a golden light from which a bud would blossom and become a beautiful glowing flower. From the forest floor vines and roots would spring in her path, and particles of sun would come together and form elegantly patterned butterflies.
She finally reached a sparkling clearing, mostly shaded by the trees, but with a single stream of sunlight flowing down to the centre of the space. There, bathed in sunlight, was a small niphredel, the white winter flower. It was small, smaller than any of the other blossoms, and all alone. So Sunrai knelt by this small star in the grass and cupped her hands and put them in the sunlight. She left them there for a moment, letting them fill with the stardust and sparkles. Then she moved to put them over the flower. She whispered a few words, and suddenly from beneath her gentle touch gold and white light burst forth in a sea of stars and as she rose quickly the niphredel began to grow taller, to expand and blossom in fast forward in all its splendour. Its petals grew and became almost like wings, shining like crystal but as gentle as a feather. The leaves grew and flushed a beautiful emerald colour that reflected off the brook that ran past the edge of the clearing.
It grew until it was taller than her, until it was the most magnificent thing in the dew covered meadow. Satisfied with her work, Sunrai smiled and turned to walk away from her accomplishment. The trees whispered after her and the wind followed her, making her cape billow outward. She loved this so much that she stopped along the path and just stood there, arms outstretched, until she was met by a ray of light and lifted up into the air, floating serenely, held up by millions of amber particles flying around. Finally, when the wind got louder, she descended back to the bed of leaves and petals on the ground and continued on the path.
The woods had seemed empty to her, except for of course the trees and the wind and the flowers. They were always there. Always had been and always would be. But the forest was fading, little by little, it was so sad, she could see it day by day. Just like it's people.
She emerged into the summer sunlight and turned back to the forest. The line of trees seemed to by calling her, bidding her farewell. "Vanya sulie," they seemed to say. Sunrai smiled and raised her hand in farewell. Her hand shimmered with light until a small star formed her palm. Then she brought it close to her lips and blew gently, so that it flew on the wings of the wind and into the forest. The trees shivered, and went still.
Sunrai lowered her hand. "Fair winds," she whispered, and turned away for the last time.
Authors endnote: This was just an experiment chapter to let my character develop in terms of..I don't know, whatever complicated things are floating around in my head. In any case, this is just the beginning chapter, almost the prologue, and even if I don't get any reviews I'm going to at least do the second one. Please R & R.