When Anne woke, her memories had left her once again. She was in a fluffy
white feather bed.
I'm probably in the hospital. Anne opened one eye slowly, white light filtered into her vision, making her wince at the dizzying, stinging sensation it gave her. She ached everywhere.
"How are you feeling?" A peaceful voice broke through her thoughts.
"Shiddy," There goes her good first impression. She could tell the guy was smiling. Anne tried to work her mouth several times but all she got out was a cracked groan. She felt a few drops of warm liquid on her lips and began to drink.
"Better?" Anne could already feel her headache going away.
"Yeah. wh. Who are," Anne took a deep breath and struggled with her words, "Who are you?" She finally managed to sputter out her question and smiled at her brave feat.
"King Thranduil, Ruler of Eryn Lasgalen, Greenwood the Great." An old man robed in white walked in as he said this, Anne cracked both her eyes open and looked at the old man.
"Stuck with the bloody loonies again. And isn't it Mirkwood?"
The blond elf-thing smiled at her. "It was called Mirkwood but three months ago. The evil has been driven out of our wood, and we are having a feast in three nights. The fellowship has rejoined for minor traveling, enjoyment." Here king Thranduil paused, "Most of the fellowship. They are here for Midsummer's eve, the great festival is being held in Mirkwood. The evil was driven out and we may host it after hundreds of years not being able to do so."
Anne gave him a skeptical eye, "Have you tried contacting a therapist or a psychologist or something. I think it would do you good."
'King Thranduil' Gave her look right back, and started laughing. Gandalf chuckled, as he knew it would be difficult for the girl once her memories come back.
"Would you care for a walk?" Gandalf held out his hand to her. And may I ask what your name is. He already knew of course. He just wanted to test his theory.
"My name is. actually, that's a very good question. do you know what my name is?" Gandalf's eyes twinkled merrily, as did Thranduil's.
"What say we give you a new one, for this knew age?" Thranduil was asking to give her a name, weird.
"O.Kay." I looked at him suspiciously, and he smiled. Jolly or what, I wonder how many kids he has?
"What about Annûnlisse, 'sweet sunset'. You seem to be a sweet, if suspicious girl, and your hair is like late sunset in Imladris." He smiled at 'Annûnlisse'.
"That's too long though. I can just see me walking around not being able to pronounce my own name."
"We could shorten it I suppose." He suggested.
"What about Anne?" Gandalf smiled a smug little smile as Anne went off into her world of memories.
~ 'DAD LOOKOUT!' She screamed as he jerked the little car to the side, screeching the tires, and slamming his foot on the brake. Anne's red-auburn hair whipped in her face as the car spun out. The brakes did nothing as the road was too slippery from the slick sleet. The car went toppling off the edge of the cliff. The last thing that Anne remembered was jamming her favorite arrow into her quiver and praying to whatever god's were out there that they should live. Anne saw her father unbuckle his seatbelt as they were falling and wrap his arms around her. Anne's side had no air bag. The car hit the ground and it miraculously didn't go up in flames. Anne didn't know this though, she was unconscious, and had many bruises and scrapes, her father didn't know this, his back was torn off and he was dead. ~
King Thranduil wrapped his arm around the girl and frowned as she started to let out choked sobs. She didn't want to cry, didn't want to show her weakness. He drew the girl into his arms as one would with a crying infant. "It's alright to cry my child. It will make you feel better."
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WHEEE!!! I don't have much time so it won't be updated much. once a week or two maybe. until June 13. School's out. My school gets out early because it's being torn down for the new one. ^_^ I wanna see it get blown up^_^ and the new one actually has air conditioning. YAY!
Review please. Come have more smores please. Use the Borce and may the penguin be with you.
I'm probably in the hospital. Anne opened one eye slowly, white light filtered into her vision, making her wince at the dizzying, stinging sensation it gave her. She ached everywhere.
"How are you feeling?" A peaceful voice broke through her thoughts.
"Shiddy," There goes her good first impression. She could tell the guy was smiling. Anne tried to work her mouth several times but all she got out was a cracked groan. She felt a few drops of warm liquid on her lips and began to drink.
"Better?" Anne could already feel her headache going away.
"Yeah. wh. Who are," Anne took a deep breath and struggled with her words, "Who are you?" She finally managed to sputter out her question and smiled at her brave feat.
"King Thranduil, Ruler of Eryn Lasgalen, Greenwood the Great." An old man robed in white walked in as he said this, Anne cracked both her eyes open and looked at the old man.
"Stuck with the bloody loonies again. And isn't it Mirkwood?"
The blond elf-thing smiled at her. "It was called Mirkwood but three months ago. The evil has been driven out of our wood, and we are having a feast in three nights. The fellowship has rejoined for minor traveling, enjoyment." Here king Thranduil paused, "Most of the fellowship. They are here for Midsummer's eve, the great festival is being held in Mirkwood. The evil was driven out and we may host it after hundreds of years not being able to do so."
Anne gave him a skeptical eye, "Have you tried contacting a therapist or a psychologist or something. I think it would do you good."
'King Thranduil' Gave her look right back, and started laughing. Gandalf chuckled, as he knew it would be difficult for the girl once her memories come back.
"Would you care for a walk?" Gandalf held out his hand to her. And may I ask what your name is. He already knew of course. He just wanted to test his theory.
"My name is. actually, that's a very good question. do you know what my name is?" Gandalf's eyes twinkled merrily, as did Thranduil's.
"What say we give you a new one, for this knew age?" Thranduil was asking to give her a name, weird.
"O.Kay." I looked at him suspiciously, and he smiled. Jolly or what, I wonder how many kids he has?
"What about Annûnlisse, 'sweet sunset'. You seem to be a sweet, if suspicious girl, and your hair is like late sunset in Imladris." He smiled at 'Annûnlisse'.
"That's too long though. I can just see me walking around not being able to pronounce my own name."
"We could shorten it I suppose." He suggested.
"What about Anne?" Gandalf smiled a smug little smile as Anne went off into her world of memories.
~ 'DAD LOOKOUT!' She screamed as he jerked the little car to the side, screeching the tires, and slamming his foot on the brake. Anne's red-auburn hair whipped in her face as the car spun out. The brakes did nothing as the road was too slippery from the slick sleet. The car went toppling off the edge of the cliff. The last thing that Anne remembered was jamming her favorite arrow into her quiver and praying to whatever god's were out there that they should live. Anne saw her father unbuckle his seatbelt as they were falling and wrap his arms around her. Anne's side had no air bag. The car hit the ground and it miraculously didn't go up in flames. Anne didn't know this though, she was unconscious, and had many bruises and scrapes, her father didn't know this, his back was torn off and he was dead. ~
King Thranduil wrapped his arm around the girl and frowned as she started to let out choked sobs. She didn't want to cry, didn't want to show her weakness. He drew the girl into his arms as one would with a crying infant. "It's alright to cry my child. It will make you feel better."
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WHEEE!!! I don't have much time so it won't be updated much. once a week or two maybe. until June 13. School's out. My school gets out early because it's being torn down for the new one. ^_^ I wanna see it get blown up^_^ and the new one actually has air conditioning. YAY!
Review please. Come have more smores please. Use the Borce and may the penguin be with you.