Arwen's eyes fluttered open. She shivered in the morning chill as she
blinked and looked around the rocky area. Aragorn glanced at her sideways.
"Morning" he said, resting his head in his hand as he turned back to the
surrounding country.
Arwen started to reply and stopped. A faint tinkling sound carried on the light breeze. She sat quietly, willing it to come again, and it did. It was somewhere out to the west, maybe a tiny bit north . . .
"What is it?" Aragorn said, turning around to face her.
"Hu?" she said, distracted.
"What's out there?" he asked, squinting in the direction of Arwen's gaze.
"I don't know. But I'm going to find out," she said and began to gather her things, quickly placing them all in the green bag. "I'll be back later, okay?" Without waiting for an answer, she slid the bag over her shoulder and began to walk into the fog.
*****AUTHOR'S NOTES:
Okay, people, this one is going to be a long one, so get comfortable. First, I realize that chapter one is not decent on it's own. It's not remotely satisfying, plot moving, related to LOTR, or even really that interesting. I understand that. I kinda said that in the summary. I apologize for the wide time span between that chapter and this half- chapter. In fact, the only reason I posted this chapter in such a sorry state is to help alleviate some of that pain. Please forgive me and come back to read! It will get good, I promise! Second, I have to explain the characters. This is really going to confuse people, I know, but this Arwen is not either of the other Arwens. She is a character I made up on my own. I really liked the character, and I think Arwen is a gorgeous name for an Elf, and I was feeling to lazy to create a name, so I'm using it. If it helps, I gave her a last name: Nightstar. Arwen Nightstar. Ya, I know, not too creative. Once again, if it makes you mad/confused/sad/happy/afraid or any other emotion whatsoever, feel free to review and say so. I'm open to comments, even flames if you really want to. I prefer not though. I also feel a need to comment on my Arwen's background. Yes, she is an Elf, and I've gotten a lot of grief in past Arwen Nightstar stories about how a "proper Elfish maiden" wouldn't be out in the first place, especially not with Aragorn (who is, by the way, her best friend and the one who taught her everything about survival to begin with, so doesn't it make sense they'd travel together?), and blah blah blah. I've also gotten a lot of grief about how Aragorn would never take someone along with him. I could tell you her whole story, but I'm not going to because this Note is already longer than the chapter. Just be happy with these two reasons a) her background and abilities make her a more-than-suitable companion and besides Aragorn has known her for a really long time, and kinda like in My Fair Lady he wouldn't know where to go without her anymore and b) because it's my story and I can do what I want with it, so there! If you don't like it, leave.
Arwen started to reply and stopped. A faint tinkling sound carried on the light breeze. She sat quietly, willing it to come again, and it did. It was somewhere out to the west, maybe a tiny bit north . . .
"What is it?" Aragorn said, turning around to face her.
"Hu?" she said, distracted.
"What's out there?" he asked, squinting in the direction of Arwen's gaze.
"I don't know. But I'm going to find out," she said and began to gather her things, quickly placing them all in the green bag. "I'll be back later, okay?" Without waiting for an answer, she slid the bag over her shoulder and began to walk into the fog.
*****AUTHOR'S NOTES:
Okay, people, this one is going to be a long one, so get comfortable. First, I realize that chapter one is not decent on it's own. It's not remotely satisfying, plot moving, related to LOTR, or even really that interesting. I understand that. I kinda said that in the summary. I apologize for the wide time span between that chapter and this half- chapter. In fact, the only reason I posted this chapter in such a sorry state is to help alleviate some of that pain. Please forgive me and come back to read! It will get good, I promise! Second, I have to explain the characters. This is really going to confuse people, I know, but this Arwen is not either of the other Arwens. She is a character I made up on my own. I really liked the character, and I think Arwen is a gorgeous name for an Elf, and I was feeling to lazy to create a name, so I'm using it. If it helps, I gave her a last name: Nightstar. Arwen Nightstar. Ya, I know, not too creative. Once again, if it makes you mad/confused/sad/happy/afraid or any other emotion whatsoever, feel free to review and say so. I'm open to comments, even flames if you really want to. I prefer not though. I also feel a need to comment on my Arwen's background. Yes, she is an Elf, and I've gotten a lot of grief in past Arwen Nightstar stories about how a "proper Elfish maiden" wouldn't be out in the first place, especially not with Aragorn (who is, by the way, her best friend and the one who taught her everything about survival to begin with, so doesn't it make sense they'd travel together?), and blah blah blah. I've also gotten a lot of grief about how Aragorn would never take someone along with him. I could tell you her whole story, but I'm not going to because this Note is already longer than the chapter. Just be happy with these two reasons a) her background and abilities make her a more-than-suitable companion and besides Aragorn has known her for a really long time, and kinda like in My Fair Lady he wouldn't know where to go without her anymore and b) because it's my story and I can do what I want with it, so there! If you don't like it, leave.