Disclaimer: I own Duo in a past life! ^^ ...But not Gundam Wing. Say 'hi'
to Duo!*holds up
dog*
Kat: .........................Thank you. Well...er...so long as you don't be a stalker, then..........er....
Claire: Woo is a cool word, isn't it? Woo. Woo? WOO!
Jaid Skywalker: Eep*scoots backwards* Scary! Yes, the world is weird. I know Cesia, and
had to watch an unfolding Thatchel in my classes! As much as I like Thatchels, I didn't care to
see this one. It was...weird. O_o;
Ed: No, I think it was my fault...I was downloading a helluva lot of 1x2 pics the day before...I
think I might have broken something in doing so...
***
November 6, Lothlórien
Where the tall fair trees didn't block the sky, it was lit up with stars.
Millions of shining white specks in an infinite sky.
The city of Lothlórien had many homes built in the air, either on, or supported on trees.
Their long twisting staircases fell far down to rest on the forest floor, many stories below.
The trees of the forest grew high, their branches reaching up to scrape the clouds from the
sky above; even seeming to seek to grasp the stars from their places in the zodiac.
In the forest of Lórien, all was still, resting up and waiting for the coming day.
It was a calm scene.
The great city was little different.
The murmurs of voices of many of the inhabitants drifted upwards, spiraling up among the
roof tops and tree branches.
They made their way up, to chime with the stars, passing by all who stood by, listening.
A figure, clad in a long white nightdress, laughed softly to herself.
She was standing on a balcony outside her private chambers, listening to snatches of music
and voices below her, but more importantly, looking to the clouds.
She stretched, flexing her back, arms and hands, much like the feline she had often been
accused of impersonating.
Her long blonde hair fell around her lower back in waves of platinum strands, glinting silver in
the bright moon and star light.
Her delicate hands held firm onto the railing preventing her from falling to the earth, her
fingers gripping the pale bars and her hold tightening as her spirits rose.
In an exuberant gesture, she threw her head back, putting her face to the heavens, and
smiled at what she saw.
In the patches of sky nestled between the branches and leaves directly overhead, she saw
stars.
Millions of white specks in an infinite sky.
The candle resting on the white railing she leaned on flickered as a slight cool breeze blew
through the busy Elven city.
She turned to look down upon the people many feet below her.
As she watched them, a smirk slipped out to tug at her lips.
"Fools."
***
You know what I realized the other day? If I review every single one of my chapters, including this one, I will get my total number of reviews up to 79.
No...must...resist...temtation!
Please review for me? Please?
dog*
Kat: .........................Thank you. Well...er...so long as you don't be a stalker, then..........er....
Claire: Woo is a cool word, isn't it? Woo. Woo? WOO!
Jaid Skywalker: Eep*scoots backwards* Scary! Yes, the world is weird. I know Cesia, and
had to watch an unfolding Thatchel in my classes! As much as I like Thatchels, I didn't care to
see this one. It was...weird. O_o;
Ed: No, I think it was my fault...I was downloading a helluva lot of 1x2 pics the day before...I
think I might have broken something in doing so...
***
November 6, Lothlórien
Where the tall fair trees didn't block the sky, it was lit up with stars.
Millions of shining white specks in an infinite sky.
The city of Lothlórien had many homes built in the air, either on, or supported on trees.
Their long twisting staircases fell far down to rest on the forest floor, many stories below.
The trees of the forest grew high, their branches reaching up to scrape the clouds from the
sky above; even seeming to seek to grasp the stars from their places in the zodiac.
In the forest of Lórien, all was still, resting up and waiting for the coming day.
It was a calm scene.
The great city was little different.
The murmurs of voices of many of the inhabitants drifted upwards, spiraling up among the
roof tops and tree branches.
They made their way up, to chime with the stars, passing by all who stood by, listening.
A figure, clad in a long white nightdress, laughed softly to herself.
She was standing on a balcony outside her private chambers, listening to snatches of music
and voices below her, but more importantly, looking to the clouds.
She stretched, flexing her back, arms and hands, much like the feline she had often been
accused of impersonating.
Her long blonde hair fell around her lower back in waves of platinum strands, glinting silver in
the bright moon and star light.
Her delicate hands held firm onto the railing preventing her from falling to the earth, her
fingers gripping the pale bars and her hold tightening as her spirits rose.
In an exuberant gesture, she threw her head back, putting her face to the heavens, and
smiled at what she saw.
In the patches of sky nestled between the branches and leaves directly overhead, she saw
stars.
Millions of white specks in an infinite sky.
The candle resting on the white railing she leaned on flickered as a slight cool breeze blew
through the busy Elven city.
She turned to look down upon the people many feet below her.
As she watched them, a smirk slipped out to tug at her lips.
"Fools."
***
You know what I realized the other day? If I review every single one of my chapters, including this one, I will get my total number of reviews up to 79.
No...must...resist...temtation!
Please review for me? Please?