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Note: This is my first attempt to a fanfic so please review your oppion on it. And I promise it will be better.
I only knew a couple of words in elvish. So I will put all of the thing that people say in English only thing of which I am serten they are correct will be posted in elvish Joyce is now 23 years old
Lets begin.
The rain fell in a mist, damening the dirt just enough that it was slightly risky to gallop. Joyce liked risk. She was a young girl with black hair, which she wore in a ponytail, and blue eyes. She was wairing a sky blue tonic and black pants. Her cloak was a dark green collor. So the gray steed´s feet fell in four beats, flingin mud onto the rim of her cloak and thrilling her inside. Trees whipped by at a frightening pace, wind loosened her hair from its pins. Her eyes narrowed in a ferocious smile.
She had been riding hard trough brooks and over hills, past windmills and holes, stopping only when the footing became too impossible to traverse. Her horse was tiring, she could tell. She wondered if perhaps she should stop, for even the fastest of a Ranger´s beast could not......
"Easy! Easy Feanen!" She cried. For he had just stopped on his own, nearly throwing her off, front feet planted in the mud as he breathed hard, staring at the poerson who just launched themselves into the road.
"Excuse me! Who are you, and why do you delight in frightening my horse?" She demanded, ingigant and shaking. Feanen snorted and eyes the Elf warily.
The Elf did not answer. Instead, she looked up at Joyce trough her golden eyebrowns, threatening with her brown eyes.
"Tell me your name, and I let your pass. If you are a friend."
Joyce laughed delightely. "Yes, I am a friend. Angelica, forgotten me so soon?" She removed her hood and raked back her muddy black hair.
"Joyce, it is you. Forgive me. These are dark times, with dark riders in the night" The Elves warrior solenmly nodded. "It is good to see you again, young one."
"The Black Riders have crossed the river, then?" Joyce frowned. "These are dark times indeed, if Elrond Half-Elves cannot stem the tide of evil.... But stay, my claok is not nearly that dirty yet! I believe your eyes are beginning to lose your keenness, Mellon:" She giggled.
"Why have you come back to Rivendell, then? We are happy to have you, yet it has been long since you have come. And my eyes are quite keen indeed, human." The Elf laughed. Almost (Well, one could nearly imagine him laughing.)
"The Lord has sent me correspondence. Elrond desires that I come, Why, I am not certain."
"Be on your way, then. Namarie."
"Namarie, friend:"
When entering the counter yard of Rivendell a smile lid the young saiyans face "oh Valar how i missed this place" "This place missed you too young one" A voice cam from up the stairs. When Joyce looked up she saw Lord Elrond standing there. "Master Elrond." She shouted before running up to him and hugging him. "Well you cerently grew strong" Elrond said returning the hug. Letting go of her he took a step back to take a good look at her "You are looking good. A lot has happened since you left us. For good and for bad. But let´s not talk about sad thing just yet. There are some friend here I think you will be happy to see. For now I have got other matters to attend to. Put your things in your old room and then come to my study in 3 hours. We will talk then." With that Elrond left her room to give her some privacy to change into other clothes and to put her thing away.
After she freshened up she walked into the main dinning room to find Arwen greeting her with a beautiful smile upon her face. Joyce hugged her long time friend "Long time no seen. It is good to see you back in Imlandris (maybe the spelling is wrong)" "It is good to be back with all my friend and my family" Arwen reacted. "Who else is here?" Joyce asked when both she and Arwen sat down. "Gandalf and some folk called Hobbits. But I am sure Adar will tell you all about it later. And Aragorn is here afcourse." Saying his name Arwen blushed a little bit. Joyce smiled. "Do you by any change know where I can find him? It has been to long since I last seen him" "He should be in one of the halls. If you find him will you please say to him that I will wait for him at the bridge as soon as he finished talking to you" "Accused I will Arwen. I will see you at dinner. I hope" With that Joyce left to find Aragorn.
This was another chapter. I just want 1 review please people. sits down on knees I beg you. Be kind to this fanficwriter
In the next chapter Joyce will meet with Legolas. Hope you liked it
Note: This is my first attempt to a fanfic so please review your oppion on it. And I promise it will be better.
I only knew a couple of words in elvish. So I will put all of the thing that people say in English only thing of which I am serten they are correct will be posted in elvish Joyce is now 23 years old
Lets begin.
The rain fell in a mist, damening the dirt just enough that it was slightly risky to gallop. Joyce liked risk. She was a young girl with black hair, which she wore in a ponytail, and blue eyes. She was wairing a sky blue tonic and black pants. Her cloak was a dark green collor. So the gray steed´s feet fell in four beats, flingin mud onto the rim of her cloak and thrilling her inside. Trees whipped by at a frightening pace, wind loosened her hair from its pins. Her eyes narrowed in a ferocious smile.
She had been riding hard trough brooks and over hills, past windmills and holes, stopping only when the footing became too impossible to traverse. Her horse was tiring, she could tell. She wondered if perhaps she should stop, for even the fastest of a Ranger´s beast could not......
"Easy! Easy Feanen!" She cried. For he had just stopped on his own, nearly throwing her off, front feet planted in the mud as he breathed hard, staring at the poerson who just launched themselves into the road.
"Excuse me! Who are you, and why do you delight in frightening my horse?" She demanded, ingigant and shaking. Feanen snorted and eyes the Elf warily.
The Elf did not answer. Instead, she looked up at Joyce trough her golden eyebrowns, threatening with her brown eyes.
"Tell me your name, and I let your pass. If you are a friend."
Joyce laughed delightely. "Yes, I am a friend. Angelica, forgotten me so soon?" She removed her hood and raked back her muddy black hair.
"Joyce, it is you. Forgive me. These are dark times, with dark riders in the night" The Elves warrior solenmly nodded. "It is good to see you again, young one."
"The Black Riders have crossed the river, then?" Joyce frowned. "These are dark times indeed, if Elrond Half-Elves cannot stem the tide of evil.... But stay, my claok is not nearly that dirty yet! I believe your eyes are beginning to lose your keenness, Mellon:" She giggled.
"Why have you come back to Rivendell, then? We are happy to have you, yet it has been long since you have come. And my eyes are quite keen indeed, human." The Elf laughed. Almost (Well, one could nearly imagine him laughing.)
"The Lord has sent me correspondence. Elrond desires that I come, Why, I am not certain."
"Be on your way, then. Namarie."
"Namarie, friend:"
When entering the counter yard of Rivendell a smile lid the young saiyans face "oh Valar how i missed this place" "This place missed you too young one" A voice cam from up the stairs. When Joyce looked up she saw Lord Elrond standing there. "Master Elrond." She shouted before running up to him and hugging him. "Well you cerently grew strong" Elrond said returning the hug. Letting go of her he took a step back to take a good look at her "You are looking good. A lot has happened since you left us. For good and for bad. But let´s not talk about sad thing just yet. There are some friend here I think you will be happy to see. For now I have got other matters to attend to. Put your things in your old room and then come to my study in 3 hours. We will talk then." With that Elrond left her room to give her some privacy to change into other clothes and to put her thing away.
After she freshened up she walked into the main dinning room to find Arwen greeting her with a beautiful smile upon her face. Joyce hugged her long time friend "Long time no seen. It is good to see you back in Imlandris (maybe the spelling is wrong)" "It is good to be back with all my friend and my family" Arwen reacted. "Who else is here?" Joyce asked when both she and Arwen sat down. "Gandalf and some folk called Hobbits. But I am sure Adar will tell you all about it later. And Aragorn is here afcourse." Saying his name Arwen blushed a little bit. Joyce smiled. "Do you by any change know where I can find him? It has been to long since I last seen him" "He should be in one of the halls. If you find him will you please say to him that I will wait for him at the bridge as soon as he finished talking to you" "Accused I will Arwen. I will see you at dinner. I hope" With that Joyce left to find Aragorn.
This was another chapter. I just want 1 review please people. sits down on knees I beg you. Be kind to this fanficwriter
In the next chapter Joyce will meet with Legolas. Hope you liked it