Chapter 2
Jennie followed the elf along winding corridors and grand staircases. Her heart beat faster as she thought about it more. She was going to see Elrond! Elrond, Lord of Rivendell! Her head began to spin as she thought about how Rivendell looked in the movie. It was way more beautiful in real life, if this was real life. For all she knew they could be anywhere, on a different planet, in a computer game, in a book... in a book! That was how they had got here wasn't it? Was it possible that they were in the Lord of the Rings book? Jennie pondered over these questions until she was lead to a large door with beautiful carvings of flowers on it. Jennie's heart was in her mouth. The elf knocked neatly three times on the door. "Enter," said a proud voice. The elf slowly pushed open the door and Jennie followed him inside to a round room with a very high ceiling. Flowers were everywhere and the orange glow from the setting sun showered the room with light. In the middle was a big chair, where Elrond sat. Next to him sat an elf- maiden. Elrond motioned with his hand and the elf closed the doors. Then Elrond fixed his steady gaze on Jennie. She stared determinedly back, but eventually looked at the ground. "What is your name, elf maiden?" he asked her. Jennie bit her lip. Should she tell him? "Do you not have a name?" Elrond replied to her silence. Jennie swallowed. "Yes," she said, "My name is Jennie" Elrond slowly raised his eyebrows. "A strange name. What were you doing on the edge of Rivendell?" Again Jennie didn't speak thinking what would happen if she told her bizarre story of her coming from the 'real world'. "So you have no purpose for being on the borders of Rivendell? Where do you come from?" Elrond questioned. Jennie eventually decided that she would have to tell him everything. "I do not have a purpose for being on the border of Rivendell, but if you agree to hear my story maybe a few things will be explained." Elrond stared at her. The elf-maiden next to him said, "Oh please, father. It may reveal some wanted answers." Jennie suddenly gasped as she realized that the elf-maiden next to him was Arwen. They both looked at her. She smiled nervously. "Sorry, I have only just realized that the fair maiden next to you Lord, is in fact your daughter Arwen." Elrond and Arwen went back to discussing whether to hear Jennie's story or whether they should question the others first. Eventually they decided to hear her story. "Very well then. Tell all you know." Elrond said slowly. Jennie drew in a deep breath and then spilled out her story. "Well, I'm not really sure how I got here actually. It's sort of confusing. I was walking along with my friends in the 'real world' when Heawood saw something glowing in the bushes..." Elrond raised his hand to stop her, "What is the real world and who is Heawood?" "Begging your pardon, my Lord. The 'real world' is where I come from and Heawood is one of the elves unconscious." "I have heard of this real world. I can remember a man, years back coming from there. His name was something like Totin? No, Tolpin? Talkies? No..." "Was it Tolkien, my Lord?" "Yes that's right. Professor Tolkien, he called himself. How did you know that?" Jennie thought for a moment. "He wrote a book," she said slowly. "Do you know the name of it?" Elrond asked. "No" Jennie lied quickly. Elrond motioned for her to continue. "Well, we went over to the bushes and Nat got out this book, the one that Tolkien had written and I picked up the page in the bushes. Then we noticed that everything had stopped moving. Steph, the other unconscious elf, snatched it from me and we landed on the borders of Rivendell. Then your elves found us." "You say that you didn't know the title of the book that Tolkien wrote, but yet you had the book." Arwen said. Jennie bit her lip. "The title was ripped off of the front," she said at last. It was partly true. The title was ripped off the front, but she had always known the title. "This story is not new to me. Tolkien himself got here a bit like this. But he just put the two back together and then he went back to the 'real world' as you call it. Do you have the page and the book?" "I think so," Jennie said, rummaging through her pockets. She let out a cry of despair as she realized that she didn't have it. "What am I going to do? I can't get back home now!" tears came to her eyes. "I'm going to be stuck here forever!" "Don't cry!" Arwen said, "All you have to do is find the two pieces of the world traveller and put them together again." Jennie stared determinedly at Arwen, "You're right. I'll do just that" "You may stay here until you are ready to leave. I understand that you are not evil." "What about my friends?" Jennie asked. Elrond smiled. "They will have to be questioned before they have permission to stay." "But their story will be the same as mine, I travelled with them!" Elrond smiled, "You may go now. Ceovern, take Jennie to her room. She is cleared of evil and is not guilty." The elf that found them, Ceovern, as he was named, led her out of the room and up some stairs to the room where she would be staying for a while. Jennie lay on the bed and thought. What did Elrond mean by guilty? Not guilty of what? What had happened that she wasn't aware of? She got up and looked out of the window. She cried out when she saw the view. She'd never seen such a lovely sight. The sky was now deep blue with bright stars dotted around in it. The waterfall looked magical in the moonlight. The flowers seemed to sparkle and the fresh scent of freedom was in the air. Jennie drew in the sweet scent and let it out again slowly. She lay back down on her bed and wondered what Nat was saying to Elrond. Then she fell asleep.
Jennie followed the elf along winding corridors and grand staircases. Her heart beat faster as she thought about it more. She was going to see Elrond! Elrond, Lord of Rivendell! Her head began to spin as she thought about how Rivendell looked in the movie. It was way more beautiful in real life, if this was real life. For all she knew they could be anywhere, on a different planet, in a computer game, in a book... in a book! That was how they had got here wasn't it? Was it possible that they were in the Lord of the Rings book? Jennie pondered over these questions until she was lead to a large door with beautiful carvings of flowers on it. Jennie's heart was in her mouth. The elf knocked neatly three times on the door. "Enter," said a proud voice. The elf slowly pushed open the door and Jennie followed him inside to a round room with a very high ceiling. Flowers were everywhere and the orange glow from the setting sun showered the room with light. In the middle was a big chair, where Elrond sat. Next to him sat an elf- maiden. Elrond motioned with his hand and the elf closed the doors. Then Elrond fixed his steady gaze on Jennie. She stared determinedly back, but eventually looked at the ground. "What is your name, elf maiden?" he asked her. Jennie bit her lip. Should she tell him? "Do you not have a name?" Elrond replied to her silence. Jennie swallowed. "Yes," she said, "My name is Jennie" Elrond slowly raised his eyebrows. "A strange name. What were you doing on the edge of Rivendell?" Again Jennie didn't speak thinking what would happen if she told her bizarre story of her coming from the 'real world'. "So you have no purpose for being on the borders of Rivendell? Where do you come from?" Elrond questioned. Jennie eventually decided that she would have to tell him everything. "I do not have a purpose for being on the border of Rivendell, but if you agree to hear my story maybe a few things will be explained." Elrond stared at her. The elf-maiden next to him said, "Oh please, father. It may reveal some wanted answers." Jennie suddenly gasped as she realized that the elf-maiden next to him was Arwen. They both looked at her. She smiled nervously. "Sorry, I have only just realized that the fair maiden next to you Lord, is in fact your daughter Arwen." Elrond and Arwen went back to discussing whether to hear Jennie's story or whether they should question the others first. Eventually they decided to hear her story. "Very well then. Tell all you know." Elrond said slowly. Jennie drew in a deep breath and then spilled out her story. "Well, I'm not really sure how I got here actually. It's sort of confusing. I was walking along with my friends in the 'real world' when Heawood saw something glowing in the bushes..." Elrond raised his hand to stop her, "What is the real world and who is Heawood?" "Begging your pardon, my Lord. The 'real world' is where I come from and Heawood is one of the elves unconscious." "I have heard of this real world. I can remember a man, years back coming from there. His name was something like Totin? No, Tolpin? Talkies? No..." "Was it Tolkien, my Lord?" "Yes that's right. Professor Tolkien, he called himself. How did you know that?" Jennie thought for a moment. "He wrote a book," she said slowly. "Do you know the name of it?" Elrond asked. "No" Jennie lied quickly. Elrond motioned for her to continue. "Well, we went over to the bushes and Nat got out this book, the one that Tolkien had written and I picked up the page in the bushes. Then we noticed that everything had stopped moving. Steph, the other unconscious elf, snatched it from me and we landed on the borders of Rivendell. Then your elves found us." "You say that you didn't know the title of the book that Tolkien wrote, but yet you had the book." Arwen said. Jennie bit her lip. "The title was ripped off of the front," she said at last. It was partly true. The title was ripped off the front, but she had always known the title. "This story is not new to me. Tolkien himself got here a bit like this. But he just put the two back together and then he went back to the 'real world' as you call it. Do you have the page and the book?" "I think so," Jennie said, rummaging through her pockets. She let out a cry of despair as she realized that she didn't have it. "What am I going to do? I can't get back home now!" tears came to her eyes. "I'm going to be stuck here forever!" "Don't cry!" Arwen said, "All you have to do is find the two pieces of the world traveller and put them together again." Jennie stared determinedly at Arwen, "You're right. I'll do just that" "You may stay here until you are ready to leave. I understand that you are not evil." "What about my friends?" Jennie asked. Elrond smiled. "They will have to be questioned before they have permission to stay." "But their story will be the same as mine, I travelled with them!" Elrond smiled, "You may go now. Ceovern, take Jennie to her room. She is cleared of evil and is not guilty." The elf that found them, Ceovern, as he was named, led her out of the room and up some stairs to the room where she would be staying for a while. Jennie lay on the bed and thought. What did Elrond mean by guilty? Not guilty of what? What had happened that she wasn't aware of? She got up and looked out of the window. She cried out when she saw the view. She'd never seen such a lovely sight. The sky was now deep blue with bright stars dotted around in it. The waterfall looked magical in the moonlight. The flowers seemed to sparkle and the fresh scent of freedom was in the air. Jennie drew in the sweet scent and let it out again slowly. She lay back down on her bed and wondered what Nat was saying to Elrond. Then she fell asleep.