Hello, Ami here. Thank you PinkMartini I'm answer some of your questions.
For Questions # 1) I will not tell you her name, because I don't want to
spoil the surprise! Question # 2) Okay, its set after the ring is
destroyed, and not long after since Aragorn is alive. Okay, Question # 3)
Arwen and Legolas did not leave the Undying Lands, Aragorn, Merry, and
Pippin (the latter two not in the story yet) came to the Undying Lands.
Well, hope that clears up a few things. And as for that line, I like it
too^_^ I said that too my friend because of her recent heartbreak... Hope
you like the chapter. Bye^_^
By the Winds of Night
"Wow, look at all that Merry!" shouted an excited Pippin. They had gotten off the ship shortly after Aragorn left "I can't believe the others are missing this!"
"Aragorn's not missing this," Merry corrected him. "Aragorn is missing Arwen..." Pippin starting laughing so hard that he fell off the log he was on and into the lake that was nearby.
The two hobbits had, of course, wandered off, being as curious as they are. They had seen the lake, and decided to rest by the shade of a nearby tree. They were of course, extremely tired, so, after a short amount of time, they had fallen asleep.
In another part of the woods, an Elven girl was walking toward the lake, her intentions only to return home. The tiny gems that were scattered around her mask glowed majestically in the light of the setting sun...
She arrived at the lake only a few minutes later, just in time to see the last sliver of the setting sun, rays of sunlight still there, with promises of the early raising sun in the mourn...
"Well, well, well," she said. "What do we have here." She walked up Pippin. "Two little hobbits, here to visit me..." The Elven Archer gave a small smile. She took off her cloak, covering both of the little hobbits with it, and climbed the tree so that she could watch them. After an hour or two, Pippin started to stir.
"Wha-what," He slurred. "Where am I?"
"You, Little Hobbit," A voice said, scaring him out of his skin. "You're here with me. Why you and you little friend gave me the pleasure of you coming here, I do not know, but I appreciate it..." she leapt down from the tree, "I don't get visitors that often..."
"You don't," Pippin said, knowing somehow, she would cause him no harm. "That's sad... If you want, I will come and visit you. I'm not sure about Merry, but I will." He grinned, knowing that she would say yes.
"Thank you," she answered. "But it is your choice, not mine." She leaned down and placed a small kiss on his forehead, and then pulled out a tiny, silver whistle. "Where ever you are, blow this, Little Hobbit, and I will come..." Pippin took the whistle, and looked at it for a second, but when he looked up to say thank you, the girl was gone...
Merry started to stir, and finally wake up.
"Oh, what happened?" she asked tiredly. "We should head back, before everyone starts to get worried." Pippin nodded his agreement, "Oh, Pippin? Where did this cloak come from?" Pippin quickly sought out a lie, for he was sure that Merry would over react.
"I found it just after you fell asleep," he chirped cheerfully, "Lucky, huh," He up on a cheesy grin.
"Yeah Pippin, very lucky," and Merry grinned as well, trusting his friend. "Well, lets go, the others are probable worried enough." Just then, a huge gale broke out, causing the little hobbits to stumble. "And I think that this cloak will prove useful..."
By the Winds of Night
"Wow, look at all that Merry!" shouted an excited Pippin. They had gotten off the ship shortly after Aragorn left "I can't believe the others are missing this!"
"Aragorn's not missing this," Merry corrected him. "Aragorn is missing Arwen..." Pippin starting laughing so hard that he fell off the log he was on and into the lake that was nearby.
The two hobbits had, of course, wandered off, being as curious as they are. They had seen the lake, and decided to rest by the shade of a nearby tree. They were of course, extremely tired, so, after a short amount of time, they had fallen asleep.
In another part of the woods, an Elven girl was walking toward the lake, her intentions only to return home. The tiny gems that were scattered around her mask glowed majestically in the light of the setting sun...
She arrived at the lake only a few minutes later, just in time to see the last sliver of the setting sun, rays of sunlight still there, with promises of the early raising sun in the mourn...
"Well, well, well," she said. "What do we have here." She walked up Pippin. "Two little hobbits, here to visit me..." The Elven Archer gave a small smile. She took off her cloak, covering both of the little hobbits with it, and climbed the tree so that she could watch them. After an hour or two, Pippin started to stir.
"Wha-what," He slurred. "Where am I?"
"You, Little Hobbit," A voice said, scaring him out of his skin. "You're here with me. Why you and you little friend gave me the pleasure of you coming here, I do not know, but I appreciate it..." she leapt down from the tree, "I don't get visitors that often..."
"You don't," Pippin said, knowing somehow, she would cause him no harm. "That's sad... If you want, I will come and visit you. I'm not sure about Merry, but I will." He grinned, knowing that she would say yes.
"Thank you," she answered. "But it is your choice, not mine." She leaned down and placed a small kiss on his forehead, and then pulled out a tiny, silver whistle. "Where ever you are, blow this, Little Hobbit, and I will come..." Pippin took the whistle, and looked at it for a second, but when he looked up to say thank you, the girl was gone...
Merry started to stir, and finally wake up.
"Oh, what happened?" she asked tiredly. "We should head back, before everyone starts to get worried." Pippin nodded his agreement, "Oh, Pippin? Where did this cloak come from?" Pippin quickly sought out a lie, for he was sure that Merry would over react.
"I found it just after you fell asleep," he chirped cheerfully, "Lucky, huh," He up on a cheesy grin.
"Yeah Pippin, very lucky," and Merry grinned as well, trusting his friend. "Well, lets go, the others are probable worried enough." Just then, a huge gale broke out, causing the little hobbits to stumble. "And I think that this cloak will prove useful..."