A/n first of all I think I should apologise for not updating in over a week.  I'm so sorry!  I was grounded and that means no going out, using the phone or most importantly no internet.  So when I did eventually get back on the computer or Wednesday I had to read some updates, check my mail and of course to all of the homework and coursework that I have been piled with- oh they joy of being in year 10!

On a happier note I have managed to get a copy of the silmarillion!  So big thanks to friend who let me borrow it!  I also found my library card while I was grounded which means I've gotten the amber spy glass out so I'm trying to read two books at the same time- I've been waiting for both for ages!  On a spooky note my beta (Maddy!) is reading the exact same books as well.  Weird, no?

Note:  ^Elvish^

            "Normal tongue, english, westron whatever you wanna call it!"

Little elf

Chapter eight

December 3rd 3016, 3rd age.

Finally learnt how to do that stupid elven clasp, also learnt some more archery.  Celeborn says we're going to start sword fighting tomorrow.  That's a disaster waiting to happen!  I've been elaborating more on Abberant, nothing important though.  I've also stated learning Sindarin properly.  Edwi is teaching me.  She thinks it's strange that I know endearments like melamin etc. what can I say?  My obsession with both lotr and romance novels has paid off.

That's another problem.  I have a copy of lotr with me, luckily it's in French but I don't know what to do with it.  Should I burn it?  I might be obsessed but I can't remember everything and I have a feeling that I'll need the information in the books.  The war of the ring is after all in two years, whether I'm involved in it (hopefully not!  In fact it's a definite not.  You know how much I hate violence.)  The facts could still prove useful.

The problem is that the book may be French, so they can't read them, but the names are still the same as they are hear obviously; or are characters different here?  I'll have to go check; I think the language of men is written in the same as the characters of Quenya- I said the books would be useful!

Elle xxx

December 4th 3016, 3rd age.

Had sword fighting today.  I can say only one word; disaster, well I could also so catastrophe, calamity and tragedy but I think you get the point. 

I spent two hours having my stance corrected by Celeborn.  I eventually put it back in the scabbard, dropped it on the floor and walked off cursing under my breath, all of which Celeborn heard with that damned elven hearing.  I'm sort of glad that I can't use a sword; I'm already dangerous with a butter knife!

I've carried on learning Sindarin today I love this memory thing!  I remember everything that Edwi taught me yesterday.  That never happened when I learnt French.

I've decided that I'll keep the books; I'll just leave them in my bag.  I ordered Edwi not to touch it.  I did find out, however, that she can read our writing they use it somewhere I don't know where but she well recognised it so I've got to be careful.

I'm still trying to persuade her to call me just plain, simple Elle, but for some reason she ain't getting it!

Well, I'm gonna go bed now.  Oh I'm not that tired any more.  I think I'll try sleeping with my eyes open tonight,

Elle xxx

December 20th 3016, 3rd age.

I'm so excited!  I had a whole conversation on Sindarin with another elf that isn't Celeborn or Edwi…

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Elle sat on a hill looking down on Caras Galadhon a smile on her lips.  A canvas in front of her was nearly finished, ass Elle added that last few brush strokes to the painting.

^Very nice^

Looking up Elle expected to see Celeborn or maybe even Haldir.  Instead stood an el;f with strawberry blond hair and light grey eyes.

^No, it's not.  I haven't captured the essence, the lights in all the wrong places and the gold of the leaves is to dark, it looks almost brown.^

^You are to hard on yourself.^

^And pray tell, Who am I?^ Elle asked grinning.

^You're called Princess Ellette, though I've heard that you prefer to be called Elle.^

^You know my name and I do not know yours.  How improper.^

^My name is Mithglin; a healer^

^A healer?^

^That's what I said^

Elle grinned ^So, why are you here?^

^I was under the impression that I was an elf of Lorien free to roam where I please while in it, unlike you I might add^

^A sarcastic elf!  I must be dreaming^

Mithglin leaned over and pinched her, hard.  "Ow!  That hurt!"  Elle slipped back into the common tongue.  ^Why's you do that?^

^You thought you were dreaming.^

^It's an expression!^

^I know, I just wanted to pinch you.^

^Are you sure you're an elf?^

^Well, I have been since the end of the last age but I could check for you.&

^Don't worry about it^

Elle started to pack away her paints ^Going so soon?^

^Sword fighting lessons^ her voice not betraying her thoughts.

^Have fun^ smirked Mithglin

"I wish."  Elle muttered to herself

A/n well there's chapter eight!

KindCalypso: You don't know French?  Don't worry neither do I even after learning it for four years!  I learnt Spanish to two and I can honestly say I got as far as commo te llamos or is it llamas?  Oh and I know narajada is orange soda and jambon is ham- but that's that same as in French. 

The lady Sorcha of seven waters: Yeah the song was long, so very long about two pages in Microsoft words at least.  I'm glad I decided not to put the translation in as well.

Grim and Evil:  As said previously yes it is very long.  I wonder if any French people know it off my heart.  I don't even know first verse of the English one.  Singing makes me happy to!  In fact I'm always singing or humming it really annoys my friends that amount of artists they don't like because I like them and sing or hum them to much shrugs.  How did they know the tune to fields of gold? hits self on head.  I had that whole bit worked out and when I wrote out the story I forgot to put it in so I wrote a memo to remind me for when I typed the chapter out.  I ignored memo- obviously.  Well basically while Elle had been walking around humming the mistral had been sent to look for her.  He then used his super elven hearing and memory to listen to the song while she hummed it.  He then left and worked out how to put it onto the harp.  Well now that it's off my chest!

I hope you had fun reading!

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