[Author's Note] The characters that are mentioned in this story do not
belong to me.
True Love Awaits
Chapter 1- Cherie's Dream
The name's Cherie Brooke Pfaff. I have a rather interesting dream to tell you. This is my story as I remember it.It was a rather uneventful Wednesday at my high school, Wilcox. Little did I know what was in store for me later that day. All I recall is that I was walking with my friend, Rachel to our next class, and this 6'1", muscular, broad shouldered football player ran me down full speed. I remember falling, slowly, as if time stood still. I recall the expression of horror and anger on Rachel's face. I recollect hearing Rachel yell, 'Watch it you morons! My friend just got knocked over!' My surroundings faded to gray as I blacked out.
When I awoke, I moaned in agony, for every nerve in my body radiated with pain, and to top it off, I had a killer migraine. I was in so much that I could not open my eyes. I felt as if a horse had trampled upon me. Trust me, it was that bad! Then a sweet, clear, masculine voice drifted to my ear, 'Miss, you mustn't move! You had quite an accident. Here, drink some of this, it will ease your pain.' I was in no condition, nor mood to argue, so I listened to him. Besides, he had a cute voice, so I allowed him to feed me the drink. I remember that it was some sort of tea, rather tasty if you ask me. The last thing I remember doing is falling into a deep sleep, whence I dreamt my sweetest dream.
I dreamt of all my characters. In this dream, I was Darlon, and Sapphire was my guy. Oh, it was the best dream ever! I'm definitely going to write it down in my dream journal when I get the chance! I do not remember much of the dream, just the bit about me being Darlon and Sapphire as my guy. Now, back to the story. I woke up on a warhorse, which was around oh 17 to 18 hands in height. I was so startled that I practically half-fell off of the horse. A strong hand reached out to steady me. 'Easy now', he said. That's odd, I thought to myself.I know that voice. Where have I heard it? I looked up to see who had steadied me.it was Legolas himself! I gasped, and as soon as I did so, I clapped a hand over my mouth, blushing furiously.
He turned to me, with concern on his face. 'Is everything all right, Miss? You are a bit red in the face. Are you feeling ill?' Ooo, that voice is to die for, I thought to myself. Get a grip, Cherie! He'd never fall for you! I felt my cheeks heat up as I stuttered for words. 'I.I.um.I'm alright, th-ank you.' I cursed myself mentally for making such a fool of myself. But by then, I was blushing so furiously; that my cheeks became two burning coals. I hid my embarrassment from Legolas by burying my face into the mane of the horse I was riding.
True Love Awaits
Chapter 1- Cherie's Dream
The name's Cherie Brooke Pfaff. I have a rather interesting dream to tell you. This is my story as I remember it.It was a rather uneventful Wednesday at my high school, Wilcox. Little did I know what was in store for me later that day. All I recall is that I was walking with my friend, Rachel to our next class, and this 6'1", muscular, broad shouldered football player ran me down full speed. I remember falling, slowly, as if time stood still. I recall the expression of horror and anger on Rachel's face. I recollect hearing Rachel yell, 'Watch it you morons! My friend just got knocked over!' My surroundings faded to gray as I blacked out.
When I awoke, I moaned in agony, for every nerve in my body radiated with pain, and to top it off, I had a killer migraine. I was in so much that I could not open my eyes. I felt as if a horse had trampled upon me. Trust me, it was that bad! Then a sweet, clear, masculine voice drifted to my ear, 'Miss, you mustn't move! You had quite an accident. Here, drink some of this, it will ease your pain.' I was in no condition, nor mood to argue, so I listened to him. Besides, he had a cute voice, so I allowed him to feed me the drink. I remember that it was some sort of tea, rather tasty if you ask me. The last thing I remember doing is falling into a deep sleep, whence I dreamt my sweetest dream.
I dreamt of all my characters. In this dream, I was Darlon, and Sapphire was my guy. Oh, it was the best dream ever! I'm definitely going to write it down in my dream journal when I get the chance! I do not remember much of the dream, just the bit about me being Darlon and Sapphire as my guy. Now, back to the story. I woke up on a warhorse, which was around oh 17 to 18 hands in height. I was so startled that I practically half-fell off of the horse. A strong hand reached out to steady me. 'Easy now', he said. That's odd, I thought to myself.I know that voice. Where have I heard it? I looked up to see who had steadied me.it was Legolas himself! I gasped, and as soon as I did so, I clapped a hand over my mouth, blushing furiously.
He turned to me, with concern on his face. 'Is everything all right, Miss? You are a bit red in the face. Are you feeling ill?' Ooo, that voice is to die for, I thought to myself. Get a grip, Cherie! He'd never fall for you! I felt my cheeks heat up as I stuttered for words. 'I.I.um.I'm alright, th-ank you.' I cursed myself mentally for making such a fool of myself. But by then, I was blushing so furiously; that my cheeks became two burning coals. I hid my embarrassment from Legolas by burying my face into the mane of the horse I was riding.