Walking on the twilight side of the hill
Chapter 1. Something is wrong.
By: Natta
Betareading by: Mistress Brandybuck
Chapter rating: PG (unlikely to stay there)
Archive: Yes, but ask first.
Feedback: Not reviewing is stealing!
Disclaimer: Yes in fact I am Tolkien. Did anyone notice it's *fan*fiction. If I owned the damn thing it would be original fiction and it wouldn't be allowed at ff.net. I do own Pearl Brownlock though!
Summary: Pearl Brownlock is a young hobbit lass who has problems with her life. These problems have recently turned very serious and someone has to do something. Can her friends Merry and Pippin help her before it's too late? Thoughts are marked with // as my computer won't upload italics.
Pearl watched a certain spot on the wall. She had been awake for almost an hour, but she didn't want to get up. Not just yet. She looked at the old clock on the wall. It was half past eight and her mother should have first breakfast ready. Her fists clenched the sheets. Pearl wasn't nearly as close to her mother as she had been, they had somehow been drifting apart. Or at least that's what Pearl thought. She closed her eyes and tried to shut out all the sounds around her, to just drift off, it was always easier when she did that. But this time, it wasn't possible.
'Pearl! Pearl!' She sighed. It was her mother. Now she had to get up. She sat up in the bed and put down her feet on the floor. It felt ice-cold and she shivered. She stood up, but couldn't help her legs slightly shaking. She had been feeling weaker lately, but she shook it off with the thought that she was growing and that I did strange things to people. She took a look in the mirror on her wall. Her hair was brown, very curly and almost waist-long. Her eyes were dark blue and she had dark eyebrows and full lips. It would have been good, if only she hadn't been so fat.
//All hobbit's are more or less fat, but I'm...I'm just too much! All my friends are much thinner than me. I really do eat too much.// And another voice in her head told her:
//I am not worthy of this. Why should I deserve anything at all? Just look at me. Pathetic. I don't deserve being here at all.// She sighed and went to her closet to fetch some clothes. She wore a dress that really was too large for her.
//Then maybe others won't see how fat I am,// she thought and went out of her room. She decided to sneak out without her mother noticing her. Then she wouldn't have to eat anything, otherwise her mother would probably force her to eat loads of food. Her mother simply didn't understand how she had to think about the way she looked if she was ever to find a husband.
//Which is unlikely to happen,// she thought as she quickly opened the door and left the hobbit hole. Outside it was lovely sunlight and she strolled along the road until she heard running steps behind her. She turned around and looked. It was Merry and Pippin, her two best friends. They smiled and waved at her. She waved back.
'Hi Pearl,' Pippin said. 'Are you okay?' He sounded concerned and Pearl noticed they were both looking at her with serious looks. She didn't like it when they were serious. She just wanted them to laugh and play around her so that she could forget just for a moment how worthless she was and just join in on their fun.
'I'm just fine,' she said in a stern voice that made them both flinch.
'Okay,' said Merry slowly. 'So, what do you want to do today?' Pippin thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up.
'We could go stealing some food from Maggot!' Pearl groaned.
'Is food all you two can think of? Besides, it's wrong to steal from others.' Both boys looked at her with surprise.
'What's wrong with you,' said Pippin. 'You sound like...a girl!'
'Well in case you didn't notice, I happen to be a girl. And a girl must think about her weight as well.'
//And who am I to make troubles for someone else? No, I'd better just keep out of everybody's way.//
She continued to walk, not noticing them standing on the road and staring at her.
~TBC~
A/N A short chapter to begin with but I'll try to make them longer soon. And Boromir is sitting on my shoulder and nagging me to make it longer. Shut up Boromir, I'm trying!
//Natta
P.S. REVIEW OR ELSE...
Chapter 1. Something is wrong.
By: Natta
Betareading by: Mistress Brandybuck
Chapter rating: PG (unlikely to stay there)
Archive: Yes, but ask first.
Feedback: Not reviewing is stealing!
Disclaimer: Yes in fact I am Tolkien. Did anyone notice it's *fan*fiction. If I owned the damn thing it would be original fiction and it wouldn't be allowed at ff.net. I do own Pearl Brownlock though!
Summary: Pearl Brownlock is a young hobbit lass who has problems with her life. These problems have recently turned very serious and someone has to do something. Can her friends Merry and Pippin help her before it's too late? Thoughts are marked with // as my computer won't upload italics.
Pearl watched a certain spot on the wall. She had been awake for almost an hour, but she didn't want to get up. Not just yet. She looked at the old clock on the wall. It was half past eight and her mother should have first breakfast ready. Her fists clenched the sheets. Pearl wasn't nearly as close to her mother as she had been, they had somehow been drifting apart. Or at least that's what Pearl thought. She closed her eyes and tried to shut out all the sounds around her, to just drift off, it was always easier when she did that. But this time, it wasn't possible.
'Pearl! Pearl!' She sighed. It was her mother. Now she had to get up. She sat up in the bed and put down her feet on the floor. It felt ice-cold and she shivered. She stood up, but couldn't help her legs slightly shaking. She had been feeling weaker lately, but she shook it off with the thought that she was growing and that I did strange things to people. She took a look in the mirror on her wall. Her hair was brown, very curly and almost waist-long. Her eyes were dark blue and she had dark eyebrows and full lips. It would have been good, if only she hadn't been so fat.
//All hobbit's are more or less fat, but I'm...I'm just too much! All my friends are much thinner than me. I really do eat too much.// And another voice in her head told her:
//I am not worthy of this. Why should I deserve anything at all? Just look at me. Pathetic. I don't deserve being here at all.// She sighed and went to her closet to fetch some clothes. She wore a dress that really was too large for her.
//Then maybe others won't see how fat I am,// she thought and went out of her room. She decided to sneak out without her mother noticing her. Then she wouldn't have to eat anything, otherwise her mother would probably force her to eat loads of food. Her mother simply didn't understand how she had to think about the way she looked if she was ever to find a husband.
//Which is unlikely to happen,// she thought as she quickly opened the door and left the hobbit hole. Outside it was lovely sunlight and she strolled along the road until she heard running steps behind her. She turned around and looked. It was Merry and Pippin, her two best friends. They smiled and waved at her. She waved back.
'Hi Pearl,' Pippin said. 'Are you okay?' He sounded concerned and Pearl noticed they were both looking at her with serious looks. She didn't like it when they were serious. She just wanted them to laugh and play around her so that she could forget just for a moment how worthless she was and just join in on their fun.
'I'm just fine,' she said in a stern voice that made them both flinch.
'Okay,' said Merry slowly. 'So, what do you want to do today?' Pippin thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up.
'We could go stealing some food from Maggot!' Pearl groaned.
'Is food all you two can think of? Besides, it's wrong to steal from others.' Both boys looked at her with surprise.
'What's wrong with you,' said Pippin. 'You sound like...a girl!'
'Well in case you didn't notice, I happen to be a girl. And a girl must think about her weight as well.'
//And who am I to make troubles for someone else? No, I'd better just keep out of everybody's way.//
She continued to walk, not noticing them standing on the road and staring at her.
~TBC~
A/N A short chapter to begin with but I'll try to make them longer soon. And Boromir is sitting on my shoulder and nagging me to make it longer. Shut up Boromir, I'm trying!
//Natta
P.S. REVIEW OR ELSE...
