VERY VERY VERY SORRY! Word is being an idiot. I hates it. It stuffs up the HTMLs and everything and I forgot to change it to an html document, so I reloaded it and nothing changed! Grr! I have done this one thousand times before, and nothing like this has happened before. I hate this computer.

No, I do not own Lord Of The Rings. Tolkien did, but then he worked to hard. Poor guy died. In his will (I doubt) he said that there would be a new estate. It would be named after him and they now own Lord Of The Rings, The Silmarillion, The Hobbit, and many more of Tolkien's genius. We love you Tolkien!

And, for that matter, I do not own sailor moon, either. Naoko Takeuchi does

Here is the part where it goes slightly off track from the book, and goes into my own story. I know how much you will probably hate me for this, but may later have movie references. Nothing too major (i.e. Elves at Helms Deep) just a little bit so I don't have to think it up myself :D

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The sun was sinking behind the mountains, and the shadows were deepening into the woods, when we went on again. Their path now went into thickets where the dusk had already gathered. Night came beneath the trees as we walked, and Haldir and the other two uncovered their lamps.

Suddenly they came out into the open again and found themselves under a pale evening sky pricked with a few early stars. There was a wide treeless space before them, running in a great circle and bending away on either hand. Beyond it was a deep fosse lost in a deep shadow, but the grass was upon its brink was green, as if it glowed still in memory of the sun that had gone. Upon the further side there rose to a great height a green wall encircling a green hill with mallorn-trees taller than any the travelers had yet seen in all the land. Their height could not be guessed, but they stood up in the twilight like living towers. In their many-tiered branches and amid their ever-moving leaves countless lights were gleaming, green and gold and silver.  She had seen it many times before. She had lived there for most of her life. Haldir turned towards the Company.

"Welcome to Caras Galadhon!" he said. "Here is the city of the Galadhrim where dwell the Lord Celeborn and Galadriel the Lady of Lórien. But we cannot enter here, for the gates do not look northward. We must go round to the southern side, and the way is not short, for the city is great."

There was a road paved with white stone running on the outer brink of the fosse. Along this they went westward with the city ever climbing up like a green cloud on their left; and as the night deepened more lights sprang forth, until all the hill seemed afire with stars. They came a last to a white bridge, and crossing it found the great gates of the city.: they faced south-west, set between the ends of the encircling wall that here overlapped, and they were tall and strong, and hung with many lamps.

Haldir knocked and spoke, and the gates opened soundlessly; but of guards, there was no sign to the strangers. They passed within, and the gates shut behind them. They were in a deep lane between then ends of the wall, and passing quickly through it we entered the City of Trees. No folk could so, nor hear any feet upon the paths; but there were many voices, about them, and in the air above. Far away upon the hill they could hear the sound of singing falling from on high like soft rain upon leaves.

They went along many paths and climbed many stairs, until they came to the high places and saw before us amid a wide lawn a fountain shimmering. It was lit by silver lamps that swung from the boughs of trees, and it fell into a basin of silver, from which a white stream spilled. Upon the south side of the lawn there stood the mightiest of all trees; its great branches, far above, opened their huge limbs under shadowy clouds of leaves. Beside it a broad white ladder stood, and at its foot three Elves were seated. They sprang up as we approached. They were tall and clad in grey mail, and from their shoulders hung long white cloaks.

"Here dwell Celeborn and Galadriel," said Haldir. "It is in their wish that you should ascend and speak with them."

One of the elf wardens then blew a clear note on a small horn, and it was answered three times from far above. "Telperána," Haldir murmured. "Lelya!" [Go]

She knew he had had enough of her for that day: she was rarely called Telperána unless being addressed formally or someone has lost patience.

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The Quenya translation of Telperána is silver moon. Taken from:  pw1.netcom.com/~heensle/lang/elvish/elvish.html  (Adding www . to the beginning)

Apologies for lack of length. I decided I had delayed too much on an update. Need more strikereviews/strike encouragement

Also, to fans and writers of LotR/SM crossovers, join our sight at groups . yahoo . com / groups / sencshiofstralight and message board at hostboard . com / cgi-bin / ultimatebb . cgi / ubb / forum / f / 7740 Layout of message board was proudly done by me, except background, which I added onto from Callisto Star's original. And picture was one of many made by our own members. I have on in there somewhere. (add www . to both the sites, remove all spaces!)

Branwen-of-Emyrs: Yep, untitled. But hopefully not for long. Am thinking of another title (actually, a couple) but I'm not sure if it (they) will fit. And glad to hear you are happy with the pairings.

Callisto Star: Eyes indeed. O.o!!!  "The starlight in your eyes" and "Angel of the Stars" sounds good!

Chibi-ami: Thank you :o)! The book is better in everyway possible :oP

Also thanks to: Hiyayaka

Serenity Silvermoon

Skittles the Sugar Fairy

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