Disclaimer: Lord of the Rings is MINE ALL MINES MUAHAHAHAHA! Just kidding
A/N: I hope you all enjoyed my wonderful cliffhanger! If you don't understand something, please say so in your reviews and I will explain it to the best of my abilities!
A/N: From now on, I will be referring to Sunni as Sunni when she is in the "real world" and as Calinë when she is in Middle-earth.
Also, there isn't going to be a Boromir until later in the story. I changed it a bit.
Reviewer notes:
Let's get on with the freak show!
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Chapter 3: Images
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"Calinë? What is wrong?" Legolas stepped forward. Sunni's head spun, and she heard a voice, distantly, a haunting whisper that was otherworldly, yet so real, filling her head. 'A danger grows, trailing the four companions. A lurking menace that will not rest until there is no hope or spirit left. It must be stopped...'
"Calimë?" Legolas's voice brought her back to the clearing in the woods. "Are you alright?"
"Y-yes, I am fine. I must have hit my head harder than I thought, though." Gandalf and Legolas exchanged concerned looks then.
"You are not fit to ride, then," Gandalf said. Calimë began to protest, but one look from the old wizard silenced her. "No arguments. You will ride with Legolas. We must hasten to Rivendell."
Calimë saw that it would be futile to argue. She took off her sword and strapped it onto Mir's saddle, then, ignoring Legolas's offered hand, easily swung into the saddle. Legolas, clearly surprised at her skill, swung up behind her and, reaching around her, picked up the reins. He held them adeptly with one hand, and with the other hand held her waist gently. Calimë was startled at the shiver that traveled up and down her spine at his touch. As Legolas urged the horse forward, she whistled through her teeth at Mirimë, who lifted her head from the grass and trotted after them. Calimë leaned back into Leogla's firm chest and allowed her thoughts to flow freely through her head. What had that voice meant by the 'growing menace'? She had read the Lord of the Rings books dozens of times, so she could pretty much figure out that it was about Frodo and the other hobbits, but why had this voice come to her? What could she do about that?
"You heard her, didn't you?" Legolas's voice broke into her thoughts.
"What do you mean?" she asked cautiously.
"Lady Galadriel. You heard her, didn't you?" Legolas answered.
"That's who that was? I thought you had to be in Lórien to hear her."
"Usually, but she has a sort of connection with elves. Usually there is enough of a resistance on their end that she can't be heard, but when the barrier is weakened, as by an injury like yours, her thoughts can be heard."
"And you have heard this Lady Galadriel in your head?"
"Yes, several times, and in answer to the other question I know you are going to ask, I knew you had heard her because I heard her to. About the rising menace, I mean."
This is too weird, Calimë thought as she cautiously raised her hand to her ears. They felt the same as they always had, but her ears had always been pointy. It was the one thing that people had made fun of her for, until they realized that she liked them. The taunts had stopped then, but it still remained the one thing that was different between her and her twin Maja, and that one difference had always hurt her, even though she didn't know why. Unique was good, right? Suddenly, thinking of Maja and her family back in California made tears come to her eyes and a sob wracked through her small body. She wiped the tears away quickly, but they kept coming and she couldn't stop the sobs that made her whole body shake.
"What is wrong?" Legolas's voice was filled with confusion and concern. "Are you hurt?"
"N-no. I- just...miss my family, I guess."
"Are they in Rivendell?"
"No. I don't know where they are," Calimë lied. She did know where her family was, she just couldn't figure out how to get to them. Did they miss her? Were they worried? Would she ever see them again? With these thoughts rolling around in her head, she leaned back into Legolas's chest and fell into a restless sleep.
Calimë was awakened a while later by a noise. Legolas had heard it, too: she could feel his whole body tense, right down to the thin fingers that rested gently at her waist.
"Orcs!" Legolas shouted.
To my Reviewers:
Shimmering Omens: Wouldn't we all like a silver ring like that?
Eamane-Elf: No, I don't think there would be this many Legomances. I too found a ring while I was riding. That is what inspired this story.
Red Queen 4: If you have suggestions about spacing, please share. This is how it got formatted when it was uploaded and I do not know how to change it. I wanted to use my own mother's name because this IS a Mary-Sue.
Amadea: Thanks for your review. I have every intention of continuing.
Carcliwen Greenleaf: I know its cliché. Don't say I didn't warn you!
A/N: I hope you all enjoyed my wonderful cliffhanger! If you don't understand something, please say so in your reviews and I will explain it to the best of my abilities!
A/N: From now on, I will be referring to Sunni as Sunni when she is in the "real world" and as Calinë when she is in Middle-earth.
Also, there isn't going to be a Boromir until later in the story. I changed it a bit.
Reviewer notes:
Let's get on with the freak show!
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Chapter 3: Images
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"Calinë? What is wrong?" Legolas stepped forward. Sunni's head spun, and she heard a voice, distantly, a haunting whisper that was otherworldly, yet so real, filling her head. 'A danger grows, trailing the four companions. A lurking menace that will not rest until there is no hope or spirit left. It must be stopped...'
"Calimë?" Legolas's voice brought her back to the clearing in the woods. "Are you alright?"
"Y-yes, I am fine. I must have hit my head harder than I thought, though." Gandalf and Legolas exchanged concerned looks then.
"You are not fit to ride, then," Gandalf said. Calimë began to protest, but one look from the old wizard silenced her. "No arguments. You will ride with Legolas. We must hasten to Rivendell."
Calimë saw that it would be futile to argue. She took off her sword and strapped it onto Mir's saddle, then, ignoring Legolas's offered hand, easily swung into the saddle. Legolas, clearly surprised at her skill, swung up behind her and, reaching around her, picked up the reins. He held them adeptly with one hand, and with the other hand held her waist gently. Calimë was startled at the shiver that traveled up and down her spine at his touch. As Legolas urged the horse forward, she whistled through her teeth at Mirimë, who lifted her head from the grass and trotted after them. Calimë leaned back into Leogla's firm chest and allowed her thoughts to flow freely through her head. What had that voice meant by the 'growing menace'? She had read the Lord of the Rings books dozens of times, so she could pretty much figure out that it was about Frodo and the other hobbits, but why had this voice come to her? What could she do about that?
"You heard her, didn't you?" Legolas's voice broke into her thoughts.
"What do you mean?" she asked cautiously.
"Lady Galadriel. You heard her, didn't you?" Legolas answered.
"That's who that was? I thought you had to be in Lórien to hear her."
"Usually, but she has a sort of connection with elves. Usually there is enough of a resistance on their end that she can't be heard, but when the barrier is weakened, as by an injury like yours, her thoughts can be heard."
"And you have heard this Lady Galadriel in your head?"
"Yes, several times, and in answer to the other question I know you are going to ask, I knew you had heard her because I heard her to. About the rising menace, I mean."
This is too weird, Calimë thought as she cautiously raised her hand to her ears. They felt the same as they always had, but her ears had always been pointy. It was the one thing that people had made fun of her for, until they realized that she liked them. The taunts had stopped then, but it still remained the one thing that was different between her and her twin Maja, and that one difference had always hurt her, even though she didn't know why. Unique was good, right? Suddenly, thinking of Maja and her family back in California made tears come to her eyes and a sob wracked through her small body. She wiped the tears away quickly, but they kept coming and she couldn't stop the sobs that made her whole body shake.
"What is wrong?" Legolas's voice was filled with confusion and concern. "Are you hurt?"
"N-no. I- just...miss my family, I guess."
"Are they in Rivendell?"
"No. I don't know where they are," Calimë lied. She did know where her family was, she just couldn't figure out how to get to them. Did they miss her? Were they worried? Would she ever see them again? With these thoughts rolling around in her head, she leaned back into Legolas's chest and fell into a restless sleep.
Calimë was awakened a while later by a noise. Legolas had heard it, too: she could feel his whole body tense, right down to the thin fingers that rested gently at her waist.
"Orcs!" Legolas shouted.
To my Reviewers:
Shimmering Omens: Wouldn't we all like a silver ring like that?
Eamane-Elf: No, I don't think there would be this many Legomances. I too found a ring while I was riding. That is what inspired this story.
Red Queen 4: If you have suggestions about spacing, please share. This is how it got formatted when it was uploaded and I do not know how to change it. I wanted to use my own mother's name because this IS a Mary-Sue.
Amadea: Thanks for your review. I have every intention of continuing.
Carcliwen Greenleaf: I know its cliché. Don't say I didn't warn you!