A/N:Yay!!! I finally updated!! I'm sorry it took so long...I had a lot of stuff to do...anyway...here's chapter 3:

April 21: You remember last entry I explained that the twins played a trick on me. It's not that I'm not good at tracking, or surviving, I just can't believe they did that to me! My brothers are soo annoying! Sigh. Eruanna, I really wish you were here to talk to. It would be nice to talk to someone who I can always talk to…not just every once and a while. I guess I'll never be rid of boredom. I have to go to a concert right now…I think they are playing some type of euphonium or something…

May 2: I can't believe I neglected writing to you! Everything happened so fast the next day. And then the next few days were a whirlwind! I guess I better start at the beginning…

The day after the concert, Elrond asked me to do a performance for some elves from Lorien that would be here in a few days. I don't really play any instrument, so I usually sing…if I can. I do love to sing, but to perform? I always get choked up and mess everything up.

But no, of course, the visitors want to hear from Arwen Undomiel. Evenstar of her people. Oh the titles! It's not that I don't like them…they are just too…formal. I like to be called Arwen, at least by those who know me.

Anyway, I said yes. I don't know why, I just felt I should. So after I said yes, he walked away, and I realized what I had gotten myself into. Performances…with visiting elves…sigh. Well, after the fact actually sunk in, I tried to find a fitting piece to sing. Oh, there are so many! It took me a few days, but I decided upon a few great ones. I sing them the best. At least in front of family I do.

The concert was outside in the court yard facing the waterfall. I was soo nervous! I felt queasy and uncomfortable. Before I was about to go on, Estel stopped by and told me that he was sure I would do well. That boosted my energy a lot. And guess what? I did great! I amazed all who were there. Especially the twins. You should have seen their faces! I was proud. Afterward, Estel congratulated me. That was very kind of him. The concert took place on April 25. Well, the visiting elves thought I did such a good job that they told me I should do another one for them while they were here. So I agreed to do another one.

The second concert was on April 30. Again I did well. At least I was told so. The stars were bright and danced to my voice. It was a beautiful scene. I am soo very tired right now. Quel do.

May 3: I don't have anything to say right now. I am very bored. Maybe I could write a story! Let's see.

Over the Misty Mountains, flew a bird of great wonder. With fire for feathers and black eyes that glimmered like black stones in a fast moving river. This strange beast, if you could call it that, had a place to be. As the sun set gradually, the phoenix flew faster and faster. Finally, he had reached his goal.

This phoenix was no ordinary phoenix; but rather a man under a spell. Some wizard decided that he needed to fly. This man was a prince in a far away castle. He had always stayed in line and never disobeyed anything. He didn't have many friends because of it. As he grew older, he always did what his parents told him. No matter what that might be. He became a sort of slave. This wizard was visiting when he noticed this. He knew he must do something, so you enchanted the prince's goblet to hold a potion for changing form.

This particular potion turned one into a bird. Depending on the circumstance, you could become a parrot, a nightingale, or even a phoenix when the time was right. Only when the drinker wanted to escape would he transform. The wizard knew he had to help the prince escape his parents' tyranny. He mentioned that there were better places than this, and that he must go and explore them. The prince ignored him. At last he listened. On the day the wizard was to leave, the prince spoke with him. The wizard told him to fly away. At first he only considered it as figurative. After a few months though, something different started to happen. The prince wanted to leave.

First his face turned bright red, and no one could figure out why. Then, feathers started to erupt from his skin. After a week or so, a beautiful plumage appeared where precious golden locks had been. The phoenix-prince flew away. He wanted to get to the Wise Witch's house. Now, after traveling so long, he is there.

Eruanna, I wish you could tell me how the story is!!

Oh! I would really like to hear what you think about Arwne's random story...tell me if she should continue it or give it up...I love to hear from you!!!

Responses:

Jacquelinestel and wackoranger:thank you soo much for your great online guidence!...and of course Arwen will have more tricks played on her...but you never know when she might try to get them back...Oh!! and tell Estel that he need'nt worry...he might have a few suprises!!

XAliceX: I'm glad you think so!...I hope to make it a little funnier, even though this chapter wasn't. Thank you soo much for reviewing my story!!!

Mila: My response to you is in the review section. This is from Jacquelinestel and wackoranger:

While your "review" was appreciated by both mythicalmemory and myself, I would appreciate if you "thought" about how your "review" sounded. As you probably know, mythicalmemory is a relatively new writer. Though you claim that you left "constructive criticism," your criticism was seriously lacking in the "constructive" department.You may claim that your "review" was not a flame,but ifthat wasn't, Iwould highly enjoy seeing you definition of what a flame is. Next time that you can't resist theurge to deflate a writer's self-esteem, we would all appreciate it if you left the "duhs," the insults, and the attitude out of the review box. If this is an unrealistic goal for you, then may I suggest that you come and "helpfully critisize" one of my stories, where it will be taken in stride. Go ahead, make my day. I hope that you have enjoyed this tidbit of constructive criticism.

Your special friend,

jacquelinestel (with the endorsement of wackoranger,whois also your very "special" friend)

If you arestill reading this, let meknow and I will be sure to give you candy of your choice(not Snickers, Baby Ruth, or Hershey w/ Almonds...all because wakoranger ate them and left the wrappersunder the bed...)

Uhhh....ok...that was not me by the way....Bye!!