Title: Gil-galad's Progeny
Author name: Cloudy Day
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Category: Romance/Action/Adventure/Drama
Rating: PG-13 (rating may go up)
Chapter 01: Discovery
Spoilers: Just about everything in LOTRs and then some!
Disclaimer: See Preface
Author's Note: Yay, the first real chapter! For people who were confused with the prologue, like the dream sequence and other things, that will all be explained later. So...let's get on with the story!
Revised as of 12/3/06
' blah ' - Thoughts
" blah " - Elvish
" x blah x " - English
" blah " - Westron...the common tongue in Middle-Earth...err, normal speech.
Daylight. She woke up to a blinding light through the trees.
"Wait, I'm alive?" She thought as she sat up quickly. Beth looked all around her, recalling the events of the day before.
School, nap, dream, apple, psycho man chasing her through the woods with a knife, getting stabbed...
Yep, she had officially gone insane.
Beth looked down at herself. She wasn't wearing her nightgown. Instead she was wearing a simple white gown with billowing sleeves and a swoop neck.
Beth stood up. 'This is too weird.' She thought.
Glancing around herself, she found she was still in the woods, but something was different. The trees were taller, the leaves were greener, and the ground was softer. She liked this place. After all, if she had gone insane, she might as well enjoy it.
Beth started walking in the direction she thought was the way out of the forest, taking in the beauty all around her. Every once in a while, she would see a bird fly through the trees, but other then that, there was a beautiful silence. It wasn't like the silence at Beth's home, where she felt alone, and the walls were closing in on her. This was peaceful, and she felt oddly comforted.
She walked until she came upon a small clearing, and in the clearing there was a pool of water. It looked like a normal pond, except for the fact that the water looked so much cleaner then the water in New-Earth. Beth sat down on a rock next to the pond, when all the sudden the air around her changed. She felt the urge to look into the pond, but she was afraid. She knew she would see something, but she didn't know what. Hesitantly, Beth bent her head over the water, and gasped.
In the water she saw the woman from her dreams. The lady with the silvery hair, and the pale skin...and the white gown. The same white gown Beth was wearing.
Beth stood up with so much speed she almost fell over. Then she grabbed some of her hair (which she noticed had become quite long) and held it in front of her face. It was silver.
She was the woman from her dreams.
Beth found her self sitting back on the mossy rock in shock and confusion. 'How? How did this happen?' She thought as she turned to the pond again, to inspect herself further. Her hair was indeed silver, and her face had changed as well. She didn't have that odd shaped nose, or the dimple in her chin anymore. In fact, her face seemed flawless. She had a petite nose, her lips seemed fuller, her face and body shape was overall more feminine, but her eyes...no longer were they a boring hazel color. They turned into a striking blue, that was soft, yet she even felt it hard to keep eye contact with herself. Beth looked at her face again. She still looked young, but she looked like and adult at the same time.
Beth ran her fingers (which seemed to have had a manicure) through her hair, enjoying the softness, when she felt her ears. Her pointed ears. Beth nearly squealed in surprise at the discovery of her pointed ears. She was and elf. An elf! Just like the ones she read about in The Silmarillion!
She corrected herself. She wasn't insane, she was in heaven!
Beth jumped up, and dance around in delight. She couldn't wait to rub this in her history teacher's face! Wait, her history teacher...
Where was she?
Beth looked around her once again, looking for a sign of some sort. And a sign she found.
On a large tree surrounded by flowers near the rock she was sitting on previous, there was writing. Beth didn't know what it said, but it read in foreign letters (what Beth could have sworn looked like the elvish from The Silmarillion):
Quildë Melda Vanóre, Yendë o Gil-galad, Aranel o Noldor. Massánië o i Isil, Miril o Noldor, órë o Eldalië
Beth traced her fingers over the strange letters, carved so carefully into the tree, and then looked at the flowers surrounding the tree.
They were simple wild flowers, but they looked lovely none the less. Beth took one and placed it in her silver hair, and then looked to the other thing that she noticed before. Around the small pond, there was a path. It was rather rough, as if it hadn't been treaded for a long time, but it was still soft like the rest of the wood. Beth walked towards the path, but looked one last time upon the clearing.
She closed her eyes, trying to remember the serenity forever, and hoped that she could come back to that place once again, and then started down the path.
As Beth walked down the path, she noticed she could hear better (thanks to her new elvish ears) and though there was still silence in the woods as before she could hear her every step (all of the soil, grass, and leaves beneath her seemed to soflty succumb to her every step), the rustle of her gown (which was surprisingly loud), her breathing (which sounded harsh on her ears), and even the beat of her heart. Beth felt giddy just thinking of being an elf. After a short while of walking, she got bored, and started to skip and twirl down the path, laughing at how light footed she was, because she was quite clumsy in New-Earth.
She closed her eyes with a light heart. She had never felt so happy in her entire life.
Soon, the woods got thinner, and the trees less and less. Beth slowed her skipping and twirling, and stood recovering her momentary dizziness, and walked more cautiously on the path, looking far out in all directions, for the trees did not block her vision now. To her right and left there were still trees... and more trees, but ahead of her there was light, the edge of the forest. She wasn't sure exactly how far ahead the edge was, considering she could see much better and farther now, but she guessed it was about a half hour walk still.
Finally she reached the end of the forest, but she stopped a good ten feet before stepping out, and hid behind a bigger tree. She did not dare leave the edge of the woods for she was in shock. Ahead of her were the most beautiful structures she had ever seen. Trees, vines, and other plants twined around large stone buildings. There were water falls all around, and she realized that she was in a valley, for she saw large cliffs where the water falls fell from.
But what amazed Beth the most were the people. There were elves everywhere! There were some talking as they walked through stone corridors, some mounting horses, and dashing through a stone archway, and what she was most worried about were the ones guarding the edge of the forest just ten feet from her, in the trees. There were three elves, with large bows strapped to their backs ready at any moment to attack, but at the moment, they were saying something to one another that Beth could not understand. It was beautiful, and filled her ears like music, but she didn't understand a word of it.
Beth held her breath. They were elves, couldn't they hear her? She must have been quieter then she thought.
Beth stood there, thinking over the situation. She thought she was dead, and in heaven, because there was no way she could be an elf and in such a beautiful place like this; yet how could she be dead when there were all those other elves, clearly alive, and talking?
Then a thought came to her head: 'I must be in the past, were elves still exist!' She thought. 'But that doesn't explain why I am an elf.'
She didn't know what to do. Beth couldn't just stand there and wait forever, but she didn't just want to run up to the guards carrying weapons either.
Beth shifted her feet.
Snap.
A small twig broke beneath her foot. The guards heard.
'Oh shit.' Beth thought as the elves suddenly stiffened, and silently made their way through the trees at such speed, Beth had trouble following them.They stopped right above her, taking out their bows and arrows. She heard them say something to one another quietly, and then, they suddenly jumped down behing her. Beth nearly yelped in suprise and turned around quickly, only to have arrows pointed at her face. Beth then backed up against the large tree she once hid behind, not wanting to be poked by arrows in any way shape or form, but when the guard elves saw her, they immediately lowered their arrows, but did not put them away. They seemed in shock to see her, but did not forget their duties.
"Man eneth lín? Man carel le?Man sâd telil?" Said one of the guards in a demanding tone. Beth was baffled, what could she say?
"x Um...excuse me, what are you saying? Could you repeat that in English x?" She said sheepishly.
The guards looked at her in surprise.
"Heniach nin? Pedich Edhellen?" The gaurd asked her.
Again Beth looked confused, but the elven guards looked as confused as she. They spoke something to one another, and then put away their bows, and one grabbed her arm gently, but firm, and began pulling her forward, the other two guards were already ahead.
Beth was mildly offended at being grabbed without permission, but she was still grateful for not being shot with their arrows, and it didn't look like they wanted to hurt her... not to mention they were elves!
"Tolo hi!" Said the gaurd holding her arm, as they began walking.
Beth found herself being pulled out of the forest and up the stairs of one of the buildings, and into a long corridor. Beth looked at the guards practically dragging her. Two of them looked identical, one of them which was pulling her along. Beth Guessed they were twins. The third guard looked nothing like them...except for the ears, and the obvious weaponry.
They walked for a while in silence. Beth would look at the scenery around her in wonder, while the guard holding her glanced at her every now and then oddly. Beth noticed as she was walking that the elves that they passed too, looked at her in confusion.
Finally Beth found herself inside one of the buildings, and in front of a door. The other guards were already there, knocking. A muffled answer from inside spoke: "Edro!"
The guard holding her opened the door, and brought Beth inside, the other two followed. As she looked inside she saw and elf at a desk, reading something. He did not look up when they entered. Beth studied him. He had dark hair, with a few small braids pulling it back, and large tan and brown robes with intricate bronze buttons. He looked oddly familiar.
The guards said something to the elf at the desk, and he looked up.
He looked like he would faint.
Beth had never seen such a look on someone before, he looked totally shocked.
"Vanóre?" He said, almost to himself. Then he quickly said something to the guards, and they let go of Beth, and left the room, shutting the door behind them.
They stared at each other for a long time, the other elf seemed to be studying her. Finally he spoke.
"Elen síla lumenn' omentielvo. Im gelir ceni ad lín, Vanóre." He said with a smile. Then he looked at her expectantly.
Beth smiled too. She wanted to say something to him, he seemed nice enough, but she understood nothing of what he said.
"x I am sorry, I do not know what you are saying. x" She said sadly. He looked at her again surprise.
"Pedich Edhellen?" He asked. No answer.
The elf's face fell, obviously dissapointed, and took her by the hand. Beth, still bewildered, yet again did not protest.
He led her through the stone corridors, into a bedroom. It was extravagant. Had a huge four poster bed, a dresser with a mirror, and a large balcony.
"Avo 'osto mellon. Navaer." He told her, and with that, he left, closing the door behind him.
Beth stood there in the room confused. She guessed that the room was for her to stay in, but she wished that she knew what was going on. Walking over to the dresser, she looked at herself in the mirror. Smiling, she twirled in front of the mirror. She knew it was vain, but she had never seen such beauty, let alone in herself.
She giggled. She never would have thought she was be in awe of someone's beauty, and the one time she is, it's with herself!
" x I'm so vain... x" Beth said, as she inspected her new appearence further. She had grown several inches, and she guessed she was now around 5' 8". Once again, she looked at her eyes and was compelled to look away, from her own eyes. But she didn't, and continued looking. After a short while, the instinct to look away was gone, and she smiled, at peace with herself.
As Beth was weaving her hands through her long silver hair, she began to yawn, and looked over across the room. A large bed stood there, looking inviting. She walked over to the bed, and inspected it. It looked as if a tree had grown into the shape of a bed, and somebody dumped a comforter and blankets in it. She sat down and nearly moaned at the softness of it. 'I could get used to this' she thought.
And with that, Beth laid down. A small frown crossed her lips as she thought about her situation. This was no way possible. As much as she wished to believe it, she doubted there were elves, and she doubted about Middle-Earth. Beth new she would probably wake up to find this had all been a dream. A horribly and fantastically realistic dream.
'Well, this has been a great dream. Out of all my odd ones, the best dream I've ever had... I will be sad to see it over...' She thought as she lay on the bed.
Sleep quickly claimed her.
Author's Note: Beth's an elf! Shock, suprise...Next chapter coming soon!
R&R!