!All 4 Seasons In 1 Day!
Disclaimer: I do not own J.R.R. Tolkien, his thoughts, or Sting's song too my disappointment.
A/N: Thanks ssssoooo much to everyone who has reviewed!!! I had to hop off of cloud 9 to write another chapter! I hope y'all enjoy! (
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Celide woke early the next morning to look at her new book. She got her book from behind a loose brick behind her bed and plopped down. She traced the silver letters with her finger, The Beings, Beasts, and Burrows of Forgotten Times. She skimmed through the book, she didn't want to be swept up in the book and have to leave. It took forty-five minutes to scan through the book from cover to cover. 'Damn it! Nothing, nada, zilch! This was my last hope!' she thought. She was on the verge of tears, when she hurled her book on the table where it landed open. She wanted to sit there and cry, when she remembered that Thranduil's guests were set to arrive early today.
She put on a red dress and placed some mini braids in her hair. She was slipping on her shoes when Eladda asked, "Why did you rip out pages of your book, Celide?"
"What do you mean?" Celide questioned as she walked toward Eladda. When she looked down at her book she could see the remnants of four pages in the binding of the book. "I didn't do this. I didn't even catch that, thanks for pointing it out!" Celide hugged Eladda. 'Somewhere, out there are the missing pages, and maybe, just maybe, they hold the information I need.' Celide thought with a hopeful smile on her face.
She then hurried off toward the castle entrance where she was going to meet with the guests. As she walked through the corridors, a memory flashed through her head.
***Flashback*** "Do you know where this book comes from, Tetuil?" Celide questioned as she thumbed through the book.
"I am not sure, the book was believed to be a myth. Only mentioned in stories told by the eldest elves to the young; it eventually just became words carried by the wind. Even the elders when I was young knew nothing of this book. A traveling mercenary during the war had informed me that he had an old book that he came across while spending the night in a cave. He informed me of the name, and being that I know the name of every book and that I had never of this one I offered to buy it. He did not have it on him at the time, but promised to deliver it as soon as he could. I did not mind. He delivered it a few days ago, and I looked over that book. For being so old its contents are in perfect condition, nothing is ripped, bent, or missing." Tetuil replied patting the book in Celide's hands.
***End Flashback***
Celide was extremely intelligent for not being schooled. She caught on fast and had an amazing memory. She reviewed everything that Tetuil had told her the other day. She stopped dead in her tracks. A man had come in earlier this morning asking to see this exact book; he even asked for it by name. I had shown it to him, but when he asked to buy it, I refused. 'Oh no! That man must have ripped out those pages, but why? Why would he care? I have to go ask Tetuil about him.' Celide thought. When she was able to get her thoughts back together she ran toward the entrance.
A/N: Sorry that it is taking so long to update; I have lots going on! Hopefully this weekend I will get a chance to write. It just takes longer than I thought.
Disclaimer: I do not own J.R.R. Tolkien, his thoughts, or Sting's song too my disappointment.
A/N: Thanks ssssoooo much to everyone who has reviewed!!! I had to hop off of cloud 9 to write another chapter! I hope y'all enjoy! (
~*~
Celide woke early the next morning to look at her new book. She got her book from behind a loose brick behind her bed and plopped down. She traced the silver letters with her finger, The Beings, Beasts, and Burrows of Forgotten Times. She skimmed through the book, she didn't want to be swept up in the book and have to leave. It took forty-five minutes to scan through the book from cover to cover. 'Damn it! Nothing, nada, zilch! This was my last hope!' she thought. She was on the verge of tears, when she hurled her book on the table where it landed open. She wanted to sit there and cry, when she remembered that Thranduil's guests were set to arrive early today.
She put on a red dress and placed some mini braids in her hair. She was slipping on her shoes when Eladda asked, "Why did you rip out pages of your book, Celide?"
"What do you mean?" Celide questioned as she walked toward Eladda. When she looked down at her book she could see the remnants of four pages in the binding of the book. "I didn't do this. I didn't even catch that, thanks for pointing it out!" Celide hugged Eladda. 'Somewhere, out there are the missing pages, and maybe, just maybe, they hold the information I need.' Celide thought with a hopeful smile on her face.
She then hurried off toward the castle entrance where she was going to meet with the guests. As she walked through the corridors, a memory flashed through her head.
***Flashback*** "Do you know where this book comes from, Tetuil?" Celide questioned as she thumbed through the book.
"I am not sure, the book was believed to be a myth. Only mentioned in stories told by the eldest elves to the young; it eventually just became words carried by the wind. Even the elders when I was young knew nothing of this book. A traveling mercenary during the war had informed me that he had an old book that he came across while spending the night in a cave. He informed me of the name, and being that I know the name of every book and that I had never of this one I offered to buy it. He did not have it on him at the time, but promised to deliver it as soon as he could. I did not mind. He delivered it a few days ago, and I looked over that book. For being so old its contents are in perfect condition, nothing is ripped, bent, or missing." Tetuil replied patting the book in Celide's hands.
***End Flashback***
Celide was extremely intelligent for not being schooled. She caught on fast and had an amazing memory. She reviewed everything that Tetuil had told her the other day. She stopped dead in her tracks. A man had come in earlier this morning asking to see this exact book; he even asked for it by name. I had shown it to him, but when he asked to buy it, I refused. 'Oh no! That man must have ripped out those pages, but why? Why would he care? I have to go ask Tetuil about him.' Celide thought. When she was able to get her thoughts back together she ran toward the entrance.
A/N: Sorry that it is taking so long to update; I have lots going on! Hopefully this weekend I will get a chance to write. It just takes longer than I thought.