*I didn't like the ending of the last chpt, so I'm changing it a little bit because the other way would have taken too long. I'll recap the part I'm changing…
Disconnected
Chpt 11.
"You, I cannot read," I heard her voice inside my head.
"That's because I'm blocking you," I said back.
A look of utter surprise and confusion came upon her face. "Are you not a child of man?" she questioned out loud.
I stood up slowly, knowing what was expected of me. "No, I am not. Although in this world, man is the closest being to me."
"Is your father not a man?" Galadriel questioned, her eyes wide.
"No, he used to be, but not any longer," I lifted my head to look at her in the eyes. "I am not what my parents are either," the transition in my voice surprised me as well as many other elves in the area, but I did not show it.
"Then, how can that be? What are you?" she asked, her heart rate quickened.
"I am the girl of the prophecy, I am the One."
"You? You are but a child," she gasped.
I nodded, "I will be the savoir of the world, or I will destroy it."
"Are you as powerful as I?" she asked, starting to believe me.
"Yes. Maybe more," I said and turned myself away from her, and walked gracefully away. When I was a few meters away I looked over my shoulder to the stunned crowd of elves, grinned, and resumed my ordinary, ungraceful ways and made my way back to my room.
When I got there, there was and pair of pants and a tunic lying on my bed. "Coo'," I grinned and slipped off my gown, and slid on the pants. They were green, and tight fitting, like Legolas', and the tunic was a green cloth. It was fairly form fitting, so I suppose that it was made for a woman, or a she-elf. I then skipped out of the room.
"Jonica? What did you tell them?" asked my father from behind me.
"I told Galadriel things," I said, "It's fine daddy, I was polite," I added when I saw the look of panic wash over his face.
He relaxed, "Thank god," he sighed.
"Daddy, do you know how ride?" I asked.
"A horse? It's been a long time, but I suppose I can remember. Why?"
"Can you teach me?" I asked smiling sweetly.
"If Galadriel has truly arrived, then I must get to the counsel."
"Ok, I'll get someone else to teach me then. Have fun," I said disappointed, and gave him a peck on the cheek. My father looked completely astonished as I skipped down to the pastures like a little girl. Since my time on earth is short, I might as well try and enjoy it.
I searched the barn for a stable hand and instead came across an incredibly beautiful white stallion. I was in awe.
"Hello," I whispered as I approached him.
He whinnied a greeting and slowly came up to me. I reached out my hand to pet his nose, and he took in a stiff of my hand.
"I'm Jonny, who are you?" I asked him quietly.
"Speak up, child, be not afraid. I am Shadowfax," he stated with pride. I smiled. "What are you doing here?" he asked.
"I'm looking for someone to lend me a horse, and teach me to ride."
"Well, you have no need of a person or a horse to teach you. I will carry you, and teach you all you need. It is time that someone learns to ride one of us the right way."
"Really?" I asked, my heart beating rapidly with anticipation.
"Of course, open my gate," he said.
I did as he asked, then he told me step by step how to lift myself onto his back without a saddle.
"It's really high," I stated when I got up.
"Do not be afraid," he crooned, "I will not let you fall."
"Now, tell me to 'walk', and I will do as you bid."
"Will all horses do this?" I asked.
"Not with all free folk, but you we will obey," he said.
"Why?" I asked.
"You are special," he stated and I understood.
"My connection with the Earth."
"Yes."
I shrugged it off, "Walk." He walked forward.
By midday Shadowfax had successfully taught me how to gallop without falling off. And by my request he even threw me off so that I would get back up. He told me that not all his kind would carry me as he did, but now that I had learned the basics I would stay on even if it was a bumpy ride. I thanked him as I slid off of him.
"He likes you," said an old man with a big nose, and long white hair and beard. He carried a staff.
"I know, he told me," I replied smiling.
"I am Gandalf, Shadowfax is my companion."
"He's very nice. I'm-,"
"Jonica, yes I know," he grinned, "I have given counsel to the lady Galadriel. It seems that you had given her a fright. Tell me truthfully Jonica," he said as Shadowfax came up from behind me and rested his head on my shoulder, "Why is your father here? And what is your purpose here?" he asked, face grim.
I looked at the grass beneath my feet, then looked back at him, "Because," I sighed, "Because the end is near."