I finally got a review! Thanks a lot, I was starting to wonder if anyone at
all was reading this. By the way, I'm not sure exactly when this is set,
I'm not sure it matters. . .yet. So for now, it can be whenever. Anyhoo, on
with the story.
Elladan led me through many long halls, to where, I had no idea. I no longer needed to hold onto Elladan's arm, but I walked slowly, the feeling still returning to my weak legs. I knew I must've looked weird, I was wearing still wet clothes, simply a black tank top and loose dark green pants. My wet hair was down, but I had a green bandanna holding it back, and my sandals were making squishing sounds, because they were still quite wet.
Suddenly Elladan halted in front of a half closed door. He knocked and opened it fully. I glanced around as I followed Elladan in. It appeared to be a study, although I'd never actually seen one. In a large beautiful chair sat a man. He looked slightly elderly, but something about him said that he was much older than he looked. His eyes looked full of wisdom and knowledge.
I noticed him looking at me and Elladan began to speak, "Father, I found this girl in the woods not far from here. It appears that she can not, or will not speak. She was very weak when I found her and couldn't stand on her own."
"Hmm." The man said, looking at me curiously. "Welcome then, I am Elrond, lord of Rivendell." His voice sounded ageless, not old, not young, and full of knowledge. I nodded and bowed. I don't know why, but something told me that I should. When I straightened up again, Elrond wasn't looking at me like I was insane, so I assumed I'd done correctly.
"You can't speak, correct?" Elrond asked me. I nodded, answering yes. "Have you been not able to speak for only a little while?" He questioned further. I nodded once again. "Hmm, it sounds like a simple loss of voice, it isn't really serious, and will get well soon, but some tea will make it well sooner." I sighed, I didn't like tea, but then again I liked sore throats even less. I nodded, trying to look as though I was thanking him. "However, it is getting late, so you should get rest, if you are weak. I'll bring the tea up to your room later." I had to agree I was pretty tired, not necessarily sleepy, but my body had taken about as much abuse as it could take for one day.
Elrond then called for a maid to bring me to a room. I was led through more hallways, and I knew I'd get lost here more than once. As the maid led me through a door into a room, I nearly gasped. The room was beautiful, not really big, but it was very nice. The maid sat me down on the bad and took a nightgown and began to dress me in it. At first I drew back, no one ever dressed me before, save when I was a baby, but I found that I was too tired and sore to protest.
When the maid was done, she left and closed the door. I laid down on the bed, it was soft and very comfortable. I glanced around my room and noticed a bunch of candles lighting it. I was wondering if any were scented when I heard a knock on my door. The person outside my door opened it a crack, and seeing that I was just sitting on my bed, the door swung open to reveal Elladan holding a cup of what I assumed was tea.
"I was sent to deliver this tea to you, but I was told I need to make you drink all of it." He said, handing the cup to me. I wondered why he had to "make me" drink all of it until I took my first sip. That was a pretty nasty tea, and I couldn't help but grimace as I swallowed.
"Yes, it is bad, but it will help." Elladan chuckled. "Father has made me drink his concoctions more than a few times." I shuddered as I downed the last of the tea, and hoped I wouldn't have to drink any more of that any time soon.
"So," Elladan said, sitting in a chair near my bed, "Have you ever been to Rivendell before?" I shook my head. "You do know about Rivendell, don't you?" I shook my head again. A touch of surprise was noticeable in Elladan's eyes as I shook my head. "Well," he began, "Rivendell is a city of Elves, sort of a safe haven" It was my turn to look surprised. Elves!?!? As in the little guys that help Santa? But. . .Surely Elladan wasn't an Elf, he was well, tall. Elladan must've noticed my surprise and said, "What?! You don't know about Elves either?! I'm beginning to think you aren't even from Middle Earth."
This was all way too much for me to think about, but Elladan continued. "Elves are fair, tall, quiet beings." He lifted his long hair back to reveal an ear, but his ear, it was pointed. "We have exceptional hearing and very soft, quiet footfall. We are immortal, although we can be slain in battle or sometimes die of grief, we can't die of old age or disease." He continued to talk about Elves, Rivendell, and Middle Earth. I tried to listen, but it was becoming increasingly difficult.
Finally he said, "Well, it is getting late, I think that's all for tonight, sleep well." Then he left shutting the door behind him.
I put out all of the candles in my room except one, which burned dimly in a corner. I walked over to my open window and let the breeze wash over my face. While Elladan had talked, I came to realize something, I wasn't anywhere I knew, I wasn't even in my own world. I didn't know how I got here, I didn't know anything about here, I didn't know anyone here. I was alone in a world I knew nothing of.
And I wasn't going back home.
Ooooooh, now this is getting going. I wanted to continue, but I thought this would be a good place to stop. I'm starting to really get into this story, and I'm going to try and have regular updates. Actually, for my first serious fic that makes some sense, I don't think I'm doing that bad of a job.
Elladan led me through many long halls, to where, I had no idea. I no longer needed to hold onto Elladan's arm, but I walked slowly, the feeling still returning to my weak legs. I knew I must've looked weird, I was wearing still wet clothes, simply a black tank top and loose dark green pants. My wet hair was down, but I had a green bandanna holding it back, and my sandals were making squishing sounds, because they were still quite wet.
Suddenly Elladan halted in front of a half closed door. He knocked and opened it fully. I glanced around as I followed Elladan in. It appeared to be a study, although I'd never actually seen one. In a large beautiful chair sat a man. He looked slightly elderly, but something about him said that he was much older than he looked. His eyes looked full of wisdom and knowledge.
I noticed him looking at me and Elladan began to speak, "Father, I found this girl in the woods not far from here. It appears that she can not, or will not speak. She was very weak when I found her and couldn't stand on her own."
"Hmm." The man said, looking at me curiously. "Welcome then, I am Elrond, lord of Rivendell." His voice sounded ageless, not old, not young, and full of knowledge. I nodded and bowed. I don't know why, but something told me that I should. When I straightened up again, Elrond wasn't looking at me like I was insane, so I assumed I'd done correctly.
"You can't speak, correct?" Elrond asked me. I nodded, answering yes. "Have you been not able to speak for only a little while?" He questioned further. I nodded once again. "Hmm, it sounds like a simple loss of voice, it isn't really serious, and will get well soon, but some tea will make it well sooner." I sighed, I didn't like tea, but then again I liked sore throats even less. I nodded, trying to look as though I was thanking him. "However, it is getting late, so you should get rest, if you are weak. I'll bring the tea up to your room later." I had to agree I was pretty tired, not necessarily sleepy, but my body had taken about as much abuse as it could take for one day.
Elrond then called for a maid to bring me to a room. I was led through more hallways, and I knew I'd get lost here more than once. As the maid led me through a door into a room, I nearly gasped. The room was beautiful, not really big, but it was very nice. The maid sat me down on the bad and took a nightgown and began to dress me in it. At first I drew back, no one ever dressed me before, save when I was a baby, but I found that I was too tired and sore to protest.
When the maid was done, she left and closed the door. I laid down on the bed, it was soft and very comfortable. I glanced around my room and noticed a bunch of candles lighting it. I was wondering if any were scented when I heard a knock on my door. The person outside my door opened it a crack, and seeing that I was just sitting on my bed, the door swung open to reveal Elladan holding a cup of what I assumed was tea.
"I was sent to deliver this tea to you, but I was told I need to make you drink all of it." He said, handing the cup to me. I wondered why he had to "make me" drink all of it until I took my first sip. That was a pretty nasty tea, and I couldn't help but grimace as I swallowed.
"Yes, it is bad, but it will help." Elladan chuckled. "Father has made me drink his concoctions more than a few times." I shuddered as I downed the last of the tea, and hoped I wouldn't have to drink any more of that any time soon.
"So," Elladan said, sitting in a chair near my bed, "Have you ever been to Rivendell before?" I shook my head. "You do know about Rivendell, don't you?" I shook my head again. A touch of surprise was noticeable in Elladan's eyes as I shook my head. "Well," he began, "Rivendell is a city of Elves, sort of a safe haven" It was my turn to look surprised. Elves!?!? As in the little guys that help Santa? But. . .Surely Elladan wasn't an Elf, he was well, tall. Elladan must've noticed my surprise and said, "What?! You don't know about Elves either?! I'm beginning to think you aren't even from Middle Earth."
This was all way too much for me to think about, but Elladan continued. "Elves are fair, tall, quiet beings." He lifted his long hair back to reveal an ear, but his ear, it was pointed. "We have exceptional hearing and very soft, quiet footfall. We are immortal, although we can be slain in battle or sometimes die of grief, we can't die of old age or disease." He continued to talk about Elves, Rivendell, and Middle Earth. I tried to listen, but it was becoming increasingly difficult.
Finally he said, "Well, it is getting late, I think that's all for tonight, sleep well." Then he left shutting the door behind him.
I put out all of the candles in my room except one, which burned dimly in a corner. I walked over to my open window and let the breeze wash over my face. While Elladan had talked, I came to realize something, I wasn't anywhere I knew, I wasn't even in my own world. I didn't know how I got here, I didn't know anything about here, I didn't know anyone here. I was alone in a world I knew nothing of.
And I wasn't going back home.
Ooooooh, now this is getting going. I wanted to continue, but I thought this would be a good place to stop. I'm starting to really get into this story, and I'm going to try and have regular updates. Actually, for my first serious fic that makes some sense, I don't think I'm doing that bad of a job.
