You Are My Sight, You Are My Voice
(A/N)- Hey there it is I your sweet and good natured author PinkChampagne!! .
Duran: so you say!
Me: Hey!! whats that supposed to mean huh?!
Duran: well I just think you shouldnt lie to the audiance like that...
Me: WHAT!! its totally true how dare you Duran!! maybe I outta kill you off huh? would u like that?
Duran: uh... no.......not really...... -smiles sheepeshly-
Me: uh huh thats what i thought! well go do your job now ok!!
Duran: fine, but i will ge tyou back for this!! PinkChampagne doesn't own Lord of The Rings, but she does own me and Yarrow..... sadly.....-single tear falls for emphasis-
Me: ok ok that enough o' that!! now on with the show!!! . -waves-
Duran: -waves goodbye-
Me: -goes and locks Duran in my closet-
Thank you to all my readers I enjoy reading your positive feedback, also the ones who are trying to help but in a nice way. Once again this is when the books made a come back 4 years ago and there was talk of movies being made. Well enjoy!!!
The Song of The Yarrow Fairy
Among the harebells and the grass,
The grass all feathery with seed,
I dream, and see the people pass:
They pay me little heed.
And yet the children (so I think)
In spite of other flowers more dear,
Would miss my clusters white and pink,
If I should disappear.
(The Yarrow has another name, Milfoil, which means
Thousand leaf; because her leaves are all made up of very
Many tiny little leaves.)
By Cicely Mary Barker
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Duran walked in the next day and brought a light breakfast for the strange girl. He began to tidy up a bit and then noticed her pack.
(this is a strange pack she carries it is much bigger than normal packs. Maybe I should see if there's anything in here that might clue me into her true name……)
Duran sifted through her things looking for anything at all to help him with knowing more about this girl. He didn't find much only a book, and more of the same flimsy clothing. The book was strange it had no words on the front or spine, and when he opened it to get a better look he noticed it had no words either. The only thing it did have were maps in the back. On further inspection he noticed them to be maps of Middle Earth!
(Why would she have maps of Middle Earth in a book with no writing on the pages?)
Caroline began to stir and he quickly replaced the strange book back where it belonged.
"Good morning my lady, it is I Duran. I have brought you a light breakfast and thought that this morning you might be interested in taking a walk outside to stretch your legs?"
Caroline made to say something, but only stopped and nodded her head.
"It is all right" Duran said, "Here I will help you get out of bed so that you may come over to eat at the table."
Caroline smiled to where she thought Duran was standing; she was a little off, and threw back the covers and held out her hand for Duran to take. He walked over to her and did just that, as she stood up, shakily at first, he noticed he wasn't that much taller than her. She looked to be about five feet, and had brown hair down to her shoulders with bits of red and blonde in it. He couldn't quite tell what true color her eyes once were but he assumed them to have been a greenish brown, sadly they now looked like two stars that had been veiled by a dark ominous cloud.
Caroline's POV-
I felt a presence in my room and began to wake up. I thought to open my eyes and see who it was, but slowly remembered that they were useless. I sighed and waited to see if the person was going to say anything. I hoped and prayed it wasn't Saruman again.
"Good morning my lady, it is I Duran. I have brought you a light breakfast and thought that this morning you might be interested in taking a walk outside to stretch your legs?"
I made to say thank you, and that I would love to go outside to feel the sun and wind on my face again, but stopped and remembered that it was useless as well.
"It is all right" I heard him say, "Here I will help you get out of bed to come over to eat at the table."
I smiled, Duran, I was glad it was him.
(Well this boy seems nice enough, well that is so far, no I know he is I can feel it. Maybe it won't be so bad at least I have my new walkingstick and some of my other things that are from home…)
I threw the covers off and stood up shakily for I still wasn't sure of my surroundings, and held out my hand to be guided to where I was to eat. I felt more than heard his footsteps come across the room to where I was standing. Then I felt his hand take my own and gently pull me towards the table. We took it slow, for I was unsure of what was in my way and what was not even thought I knew Duran would not run me into anything on purpose.
"Here my lady, sit here." Duran said. He placed a hand on my shoulder to guide me to the chair, and helped me sit in it. He scooted the chair up for me so I was closer to the table. I looked in the direction I had heard his voice come from and tilted my head, trying to get his attention on how I was to eat what I could not see.
"O-Oh!" he said "Um…..well… let's see." He paused for a while, and I waited patiently. "Well I guess that's it then there's no way around it, I will have to feed you."
I made the motions of a sigh and gave a slight frown. I hated it when people babied me like this, the last time this happened I almost tore some muscle tissue and had to use crutches and couldn't do anything for a week. My mom gushed over the chance to treat me like a four year-old again, I loathed it all.
Through my small gestures Duran got the message.
"I know my lady but there's no other way, you have to eat something for you hadn't had anything all afternoon yesterday when we found you, you had slept for the remainder of the day." He replied. "Now open up!" he cheerfully commanded. I figured he was having to much fun with this and smiled slightly and obliged.
With my mouth open, waiting for food like a hungry baby bird, it was soon filled with what seemed to be scrambled eggs. I hadn't thought that they would have scrambled eggs in this time and place, but it seems I was wrong. I tilted my head in a questioning look while chewing.
"Scrambled eggs, goats milk, bacon, and a slice of bread with butter and jam on it my lady." Duran replied to the questioning look I had.
I swallowed and nodded my head smiling that I understood. I opened my mouth once more and was greeted by the cold goat's milk. Surprisingly it tasted close to the milk from the cows back home. I swallowed this and decided that I was tired of him feeding me this way and that I would try it for myself.
"My lady what are you doing?" Duran questioned. "Oh I see, you wish to do it yourself, well here let me help." He said.
He grasped my reaching hand and turned in the right direction and placed my hand over the bacon. I reached for it and gently picked it up as though it were one of the most fragile things I'd ever touched. I slowly brought it to my mouth and took a bite, I smiled while chewing and was pleased with myself somewhat. Duran had helped me too much once again and I wished to find the bread on my own without his guidance.
"What now my lady?" he asked.
I frowned and shook my head still reaching out to find the bread. I wished to do it alone, without sight or speech. I was determined to do this, failure was not an option to me, though it's not like I would get killed just because I couldn't find some bread. But I wanted to do this for myself.
Finally after searching I found it, though I got my hand sticky in the process from the jam, I was so pleased. I smiled and broke it in half and took a bite, it tasted sweeter than you can imagine because I had helped myself.
"Here my lady let me wipe your hand off," said Duran "then we can go down to the gardens and get you into the sunlight. You look a little pale."
I nodded and smiled in his direction and put the bread down on the plate, but sadly I missed and it fell off the edge of the table. I heard it fall and frowned.
(Crap! Man this is the worst and everyone at home thought I was a klutz, if only they could see me now…)
"Oh that's quite all right my lady, no harm done." He replied. Ever so gently he touched my hand and began to wipe it off. The cloth was damp and warm; it was then replaced by a dry one. After he had cleaned my hand and had helped me up, he walked me back over to the bed and put his hands on my shoulders to steer me where to sit.
"Well…uh…now you should probably get dressed…well let's see here…how are we going to do this? I heard him say to himself. Actually that's what I was also wondering…unless Saruman had another servant to help me get dressed that was female, which I highly doubted, I could see we would have a problem to face.
(Oh gosh this isn't looking good. Wait I've gotten myself dressed in the dark before, it's not like this is any different…all I need to know is where my clothes are and which way they are facing, but how am I going to tell Duran all this? WAIT! I know!!)
I raised my hand and pointed to it then at Duran, or where I thought he was, and back to me. If I could have seen his face I knew it had a really confused look on it, so I tried again. Instead this time I pointed to him first and then at my own hand and then at me. I held my hand out to him and waited till he understood what I wanted. Apparently he did this time and placed his hand in mine, as fast as I could I flipped his hand palm up and with my right hand started to spell out letters with my right index finger. This is what I spelled…
D-u-r-a-n-I-c-a-n-d-r-e-s-s-m-y-s-e-l-f-b-u-t-y-o-u-m-u-s-t-p-l-a-c-e-m-y-c-l-o-t-h-e-s-
o-n-t-h-e-b-e-d-f-a-c-e-d-o-w-n-I-c-a-n-d-o-t-h-e-r-e-s-t.
"M-my Lady...you can talk, just not with your voice." Duran said. "That's wonderful, what is your name? If you can tell me…"
M-y-n-a-m-e-i-s-C-a-r-o-l-i-n-e-b-u-t-I-w-i-s-h-f-o-r-a-n-a-m-e-w-o-r-t-h-y-o-f-t-h-i-s-
p-l-a-c-e-w-i-l-l-y-o-u-g-i-v-e-m-e-a-n-a-m-e…I spelled out in his hand.
"Aye, I can Lady Caroline, and I know just the one. I will call you Yarrow after the flower with a thousand leaves, because you hold a thousand secrets." He said with a smile, I could tell he did, I don't know how but I just did.
After I got dressed in clothes worthy of going outside I asked Duran for my walking stick, and we began our long descent from the tower. When we got outside I could feel the warmth from the sun on my face. It was wonderful, I was finally outside. I felt proud of myself I had accomplished so much this morning, I could talk after all, Saruman can not take away the fast that I know how to write. I asked Duran not to tell anyone that I could do this, I did not wish for Saruman to do anything else to me while I was here. He said he wouldn't and that it would be our secret, when he said this I smiled and gave him a great big hug.
We then began to walk around under the trees, Duran supporting me with one arm and my walkingstick in my other hand. After a while we went and sat down under a tree and he asked me many questions and I him. At that moment we both heard the clip-clop of a horse.
"Gandalf…" I heard Duran whisper. He helped me up and we went to meet him, for it was Duran's job, I found out, to take care of the horses of the riders that came to visit Orthanc,alsoknown as Isengard.
"Why hullo there Duran," Gandalf said. "How are you my boy?"
"Just fine thank you Master Gandalf." Duran replied. I shifted closer to Duran's side and gripped my walking stick a bit more, hoping that Gandalf would not notice but of course he did.
"Who is your friend Duran?" He asked cheerfully.
"Oh this is Car-uh Yarrow Sir." Duran said. Gandalf either took no notice or ignored the fact that Duran hesitated when he almost said my true name.
"Well well, Yarrow. That is a very nice name my Lady, no doubt you were named for the flower itself am I right?" Gandalf asked. I nodded my head, and tried to look as though I wasn't blind and knew just where he was when in reality I had no clue except for the direction in which his voice came from.
"Lady Yarrow may I ask where you hail from? For your clothing is strange to my eyes." He said. I cast my sightless eyes down towards the ground, I could not tell him exceptby spelling it out and I did not wish for anyone else to know I could, but it seems I had no choice. I was just about to when I heard Duran speak.
"Uh, we are not sure master Gandalf. We only know that she is from another world at least that is what my master Saruman has told me." Duran quickly said for me.
"I see, but Duran I must ask why Lady Yarrow has not told me this herself." Gandalf said.
Duran replied with a saddened tone in his voice. "It is because she can not Sir. She has lost the ability of speech, along with her sight." I almost started crying right there, but I did not because I had to be strong and live with it. I'm in a whole new world and I can't do anything about this certain situation, but I must toughen up and just live with it.
"Ah, I see. I am deeply sorry my Lady, I wish there were something I could do to help." Gandalf said.
"Gandalf!" cried a voice. "Gandalf so you have finally arrived I see, and you've met our newest addition to Isengard." We soon found out that it was Saruman.
"Yes I have and it was very nice to meet the Lady Yarrow, I hope to speak with her again while I am here." Gandalf replied.
"Yes well we will have to see if you can." Said Saruman, with a sneer. "Duran take the Lady back to her room I will see to her later I have something I wish to discuss with her, but in private." Saruman told Duran.
"Y-yes m-my Lord, r-right away!" Stuttered Duran. It was obvious he was intimidated by Saruman. With that he grasped my arm gently, but firmly and led me away. I waved back at where I thought Gandalf was and smiled, hoping he noticed, he did.
"Goodbye Lady Yarrow until we meet again." Gandalf called at my retreating back. Somehow I knew we would though under different circumstances, and not lighthearted ones at that.
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(A/N: Well thats the end of that chapter hope you liked it!!! review plzz!!!)
Duran: plzzz save me shes gonna kill me!!
Me: shut up!!! now go play poker with the evil ardvark that lives in my closetthatthrows potatoes at me and a single random carrot.......(sigh) im still wishing it would throw a potroast cause i dont know what im gonna do with all tese potatoes and one carrot.
Duran: but i dont want to it smells in there and theres clothes in there older than WW1 and 2...........
Me: just do it!!!! good bye!! until next time!! im PinkChampagne!.
Duran: and im Duran...
Me: signing off!!! .