***** Vilya's Story *****
Arwen knew she had a decision to make. The choice was hers just as her father, Elrond, had made his choice. She could sail West, leaving Middle- earth forever, or she could choose a mortal life. And the choice was also between two she loved dearly: her father and Aragorn.
Almost, she thought she would choose to stay with her father . . . if it hadn't been for Vilya.
Arwen knew her father kept Vilya close and treasured. Vilya was always with Elrond.
"Oh, and Vilya makes Rivendell so fair!" Arwen said to herself. "Vilya is so beautiful and powerful!"
"I'm beautiful, too!" Arwen said, pouting. "My hair is long and dark and shining. My pale skin is flawless and smooth. My grey eyes shine brightly. And isn't it said that in me the likeness of Luthien is come again?"
"And I could be powerful, too, if they'd let me!" she said, working angrily as she spoke. "But only Elladan and Elrohir get to go aid in the war. And I have to finish this stupid standard before they leave!"
Arwen stood and walked to her mirror. She sighed. She was beautiful. And even though she wasn't going to war, she had a power of her own.
But what was that next to Vilya?
Arwen knew what would happen if the Ringbearer succeeded in his quest. She knew that Elrond would sail into the West . . . and take Vilya with him. Well, then Arwen would show him.
"Fine!" she cried. "Let father have Vilya always with him. And when he and Vilya leave Middle-earth, I won't be going!"
***** Author's Note *****
This piece was inspired by Mary Sues' ability to make canon characters behave completely out of character. (And again inspired by the inappropriate names many Sues have. I'm waiting to see a Vilya or a Narya.) I hope you liked it. If you don't know "who" Narya and Vilya are, read the book! (I'll be updating soon with Nenya.)
Arwen knew she had a decision to make. The choice was hers just as her father, Elrond, had made his choice. She could sail West, leaving Middle- earth forever, or she could choose a mortal life. And the choice was also between two she loved dearly: her father and Aragorn.
Almost, she thought she would choose to stay with her father . . . if it hadn't been for Vilya.
Arwen knew her father kept Vilya close and treasured. Vilya was always with Elrond.
"Oh, and Vilya makes Rivendell so fair!" Arwen said to herself. "Vilya is so beautiful and powerful!"
"I'm beautiful, too!" Arwen said, pouting. "My hair is long and dark and shining. My pale skin is flawless and smooth. My grey eyes shine brightly. And isn't it said that in me the likeness of Luthien is come again?"
"And I could be powerful, too, if they'd let me!" she said, working angrily as she spoke. "But only Elladan and Elrohir get to go aid in the war. And I have to finish this stupid standard before they leave!"
Arwen stood and walked to her mirror. She sighed. She was beautiful. And even though she wasn't going to war, she had a power of her own.
But what was that next to Vilya?
Arwen knew what would happen if the Ringbearer succeeded in his quest. She knew that Elrond would sail into the West . . . and take Vilya with him. Well, then Arwen would show him.
"Fine!" she cried. "Let father have Vilya always with him. And when he and Vilya leave Middle-earth, I won't be going!"
***** Author's Note *****
This piece was inspired by Mary Sues' ability to make canon characters behave completely out of character. (And again inspired by the inappropriate names many Sues have. I'm waiting to see a Vilya or a Narya.) I hope you liked it. If you don't know "who" Narya and Vilya are, read the book! (I'll be updating soon with Nenya.)