Chapter Two
Stranger in Arda
"Help me! Someone! Please help!" I heard a shriek, a crack, and then an unfamiliar voice, calling out those words. The voice sounded female, and young, but not too young, almost an adult. Maybe... No, of course not. I pushed that thought out of my head, the thought that it might be someone for me. Although I had decided this, I ran towards the voice, trying to bring aid to someone in danger, or hurt. But what could happen in the Undying Lands, I had no idea. I gasped as soon as I came in view of the person, and for two reasons. First, that it was a girl, trapped underneath a heavy old tree limb, one from one of the largest trees, thick and long. And second, this girl was not just any girl, this girl was my dream girl. She had the hair, messy but silky, long and black, the skin, she looked as if she spent all her days out in the sun. If I could see her hands, I had no doubt that they would be tough and calloused, regardless of her beauty, which was obvious. But the most shocking thing of all were... Her eyes. When she turned them on you, her gaze dragged you in, to a place far, far, away, the place she has always wanted to go to, but has never been. It was there that I saw as I looked into her eyes. They were the single most shockingly beautiful eyes I have ever seen in my life. They captured the sea in all of it's moods: glassy, stormy, slightly waved. But right now, they were filled with pain. They were, and still are, the sea personified. I stood there for a few seconds, which to me seemed like an eternity, when her pain filled cries brought me back to the present.
"Don't just stand there! Please! I'm begging you! Get this off me before I die! Hurry!" The thought of this beautiful creature dying made me hurry as I had never before in my life. I ran over to the impossibly large tree branch, and tried dragging it off of her, but it was too big, and I was too small, and my mind was whirling with the thought of her. But when she turned those eyes at me, filled with agony to the brim, I somehow gained inhuman strength. Actually in-hobbit strength, but that doesn't matter. I lifted the branch several inches off the ground, and tossed it off of her. It landed a few feet away. I reached over and gently picked her up off of the ground. She was almost exactly my size, but she felt light as a feather.
"Don't carry me, please." She managed to croak out, now all her energy gone, "I can walk myself." I admired her spirit, and set her down. She took two steps, and crumpled to the ground in a heap. I was immediately at her side, and discovered that she had fainted. I took her up again, and started back towards the group of houses, back towards the healing powers of the elves.