A/N: Oh wow! I never expected such a wonderfull response to my story! And so, I come to the part where I feel I must give something back to my readers. So, I'm going to let you have a say in all this. I'm going to let you guys decide just how and/or why Valkyrie is in Middle-Earth, because it's going to have a significant impact on the story. I apologize for this short chapter, but I feel I must give you guys adiquate time to respond to my request. R&R and I'll keep feeding you more of my delicious chapters!
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Valkyrie awoke with the brilliant sunrise. She pulled on a simple blue tunic and some black pants and boots. She brushed her hair back and braided it into a mass of tiny braids that cascaded down her back. She smiled at her reflection and headed for the door, nearly running over Boromir as he opened the door.
"Ai! I'm sorry my lord!" She said, quickly stammering out an apology.
"It's quite alright, it was my fault. I just came to tell you that the Fellowship is preparring to leave. And to give you this." He handed her an elegantly crafted sword. The blade looked as if it were made of pure silver. The handle was polished ash wood, with elven desighns painstakingly carved on it and inlayed with gold.
"My Lord, I thank you. This is quite the blade. Come, let us join the others. The foes of Middle-Earth shall soon fall." She said with a confident smile. Boromir motioned for her to follow, and the Fellowship was soon on its way out of Rivendell, with the warm sun at their backs.
Valkyrie cast a look over her shoulder, sorry she could not spend more time in the beautifull place. For though she was excited, a growing fear gnawed at her. For what would happen to her, should the Fellowship fail?
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A/N: Sorry, but I couldn't think of what to write, and plus I need those ideas! So review, review, review! I *promise* the next chapter will be longer!
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Valkyrie awoke with the brilliant sunrise. She pulled on a simple blue tunic and some black pants and boots. She brushed her hair back and braided it into a mass of tiny braids that cascaded down her back. She smiled at her reflection and headed for the door, nearly running over Boromir as he opened the door.
"Ai! I'm sorry my lord!" She said, quickly stammering out an apology.
"It's quite alright, it was my fault. I just came to tell you that the Fellowship is preparring to leave. And to give you this." He handed her an elegantly crafted sword. The blade looked as if it were made of pure silver. The handle was polished ash wood, with elven desighns painstakingly carved on it and inlayed with gold.
"My Lord, I thank you. This is quite the blade. Come, let us join the others. The foes of Middle-Earth shall soon fall." She said with a confident smile. Boromir motioned for her to follow, and the Fellowship was soon on its way out of Rivendell, with the warm sun at their backs.
Valkyrie cast a look over her shoulder, sorry she could not spend more time in the beautifull place. For though she was excited, a growing fear gnawed at her. For what would happen to her, should the Fellowship fail?
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A/N: Sorry, but I couldn't think of what to write, and plus I need those ideas! So review, review, review! I *promise* the next chapter will be longer!