Chapter Two
Legolas woke up with a snap. He got up, swayed a bit from the head rush, and then looked around. He nothing but, well.nothing. The grass was bare and brown. No trees covered the lonely plains. He grew worried, he wasn't in Mirkwood anymore. He looked up, expecting to see a blue sky, but saw nothing but blackness in the clouds. He wondered where he was. He saw nothing, not even a little town. He knew that if he didn't start moving, he wouldn't get anywhere, so he picked one direction and moved toward it.
He walked long. He saw a village approach him and he reached for him bow, and then realized that he had forgotten it when he went outside for a walk. He sighed, this wasn't good. He walked slowly and stealthy. He didn't know whether these people where hostile or friendly, but he had to take the chance. He came upon the small village and saw no one outside; it was deserted; yet there was smoke coming from the straw-built houses. He walked and looked at them, confused on why the people chose to build out of easily corrupted straw, he knew it was dangerous to make houses out of straw, straw doesn't hold against much. He finally picked a house and knocked on it. He waited for a moment, and no one answered. He looked up and saw smoke come from the house, odd. He moved to another house and knocked on that one as well. This time, a woman appeared. She had red, fiery hair, and vivid green eyes that pursed you when you looked at them. She had ivory skin and fine delicate facial features. She looked at him for a moment that smiled a cold smile.
"Can I help you?" she peered at him, her voice like icicles. She looked at him as if she couldn't place what he was. He cleared his throat and said, "Er.yes, you can. I'm afraid I don't exactly know where we are." he looked around for a moment, as if trying to remember again.
"You are at Tersielles," she answered, as if he knew where that was.
"Tersielles? What's that?"
"A village."
"Where is that in Middle Earth?" he asked, looking around again.
"Middle Earth? There is no such thing in Middle Earth."
He stared at her. "Where am I?"
"As I said, Tersielles. You are on the planet Earth. But there is no such thing as Middle Earth." She peered at him closely now.
He stared at her again, then began to shiver, yeah, he was no longer at home. He looked inside and saw nothing but a bed, table and another room. She watched him and then said, "Hm.why don't you come in?"
"Oh, er.okay." He slipped past her, still feeling her eyes on him. She closed the door and noticed the other room was a kitchen, and also noticed a small fire was building.
"So.who are you?" she asked, eyeing him suspiciously.
"My name is Legolas. I am an Elf." He answered.
This time it was her turn to stare at him, "A what?" she asked in a hushed voice.
He turned to her and said, "An Elf."
She turned her back to him, her hand covering her open mouth. She seemed to be hushed by this knowledge. She muttered to herself, "An elf.could he be the one who.no, it's not possible, the prophecy doesn't say anything about.this is way to fast, I need to contact Ferale and Arenal."
Legolas looks at her amused and then says, "Now that I have given mine, can I have your name?"
She turned back to him, "Lile. Listen, this is very important, I must contact a friend of mine. Please wait here, please do not go anywhere. I must get them. This is important. I will be right back."
With that she left, grabbing her coat.
Legolas woke up with a snap. He got up, swayed a bit from the head rush, and then looked around. He nothing but, well.nothing. The grass was bare and brown. No trees covered the lonely plains. He grew worried, he wasn't in Mirkwood anymore. He looked up, expecting to see a blue sky, but saw nothing but blackness in the clouds. He wondered where he was. He saw nothing, not even a little town. He knew that if he didn't start moving, he wouldn't get anywhere, so he picked one direction and moved toward it.
He walked long. He saw a village approach him and he reached for him bow, and then realized that he had forgotten it when he went outside for a walk. He sighed, this wasn't good. He walked slowly and stealthy. He didn't know whether these people where hostile or friendly, but he had to take the chance. He came upon the small village and saw no one outside; it was deserted; yet there was smoke coming from the straw-built houses. He walked and looked at them, confused on why the people chose to build out of easily corrupted straw, he knew it was dangerous to make houses out of straw, straw doesn't hold against much. He finally picked a house and knocked on it. He waited for a moment, and no one answered. He looked up and saw smoke come from the house, odd. He moved to another house and knocked on that one as well. This time, a woman appeared. She had red, fiery hair, and vivid green eyes that pursed you when you looked at them. She had ivory skin and fine delicate facial features. She looked at him for a moment that smiled a cold smile.
"Can I help you?" she peered at him, her voice like icicles. She looked at him as if she couldn't place what he was. He cleared his throat and said, "Er.yes, you can. I'm afraid I don't exactly know where we are." he looked around for a moment, as if trying to remember again.
"You are at Tersielles," she answered, as if he knew where that was.
"Tersielles? What's that?"
"A village."
"Where is that in Middle Earth?" he asked, looking around again.
"Middle Earth? There is no such thing in Middle Earth."
He stared at her. "Where am I?"
"As I said, Tersielles. You are on the planet Earth. But there is no such thing as Middle Earth." She peered at him closely now.
He stared at her again, then began to shiver, yeah, he was no longer at home. He looked inside and saw nothing but a bed, table and another room. She watched him and then said, "Hm.why don't you come in?"
"Oh, er.okay." He slipped past her, still feeling her eyes on him. She closed the door and noticed the other room was a kitchen, and also noticed a small fire was building.
"So.who are you?" she asked, eyeing him suspiciously.
"My name is Legolas. I am an Elf." He answered.
This time it was her turn to stare at him, "A what?" she asked in a hushed voice.
He turned to her and said, "An Elf."
She turned her back to him, her hand covering her open mouth. She seemed to be hushed by this knowledge. She muttered to herself, "An elf.could he be the one who.no, it's not possible, the prophecy doesn't say anything about.this is way to fast, I need to contact Ferale and Arenal."
Legolas looks at her amused and then says, "Now that I have given mine, can I have your name?"
She turned back to him, "Lile. Listen, this is very important, I must contact a friend of mine. Please wait here, please do not go anywhere. I must get them. This is important. I will be right back."
With that she left, grabbing her coat.