I started to wake when the sun started to creep over my face, and over my eyes. I reached down to pull the covers over my face, but touched the ground instead.
'What! Did I fall off the bed, and some how slept through it? I opened my eyes expecting to see the ceiling, but instead saw the sun shinning through the treetops. But was even more alarming was that there was an arrow being pointed at my face. I looked up at the owner of this arrow to see a man with eyes as blue as the sky, blonde braided hair. He spoke something to in a different language. One I didn't understand. "I don't understand what you are saying," I said hoping that he understood me. I saw a look of surprise and confusion on his face, and hope that meant he understood. I began to climb to my feet but hesitated when four men in front on me raised their bows and arrows at me. "You do not understand the language of your people," said one of the four men, in English. This time I was the one who was confused as I replied, "What language? What people?" The one who originally put an arrow at my face looked at me as if I was stupid, "You are a elf, and the language is our common tongue."
'This guy thinks I am crazy. He belongs in a loony bin,' I thought, but then I finally saw their ears, 'They are pointed! How is that possible? They are all pointed! This has to be a dream. I am dreaming that is it. I am dreaming something from Star Trek. But what did he mean I'm an elf?' I reach my hand up, to put some of my hair that fell into my face, behind my ear, but instead of touching a rounded end I came in contact with a pointed on. "OH MT GOD! Who are you, and where and I?" I said starting to really panic now.
"I am Haldir, and you are in Lothlorien."
I hit the floor.
Later-
"Well, what do we do with her, "asked Orothorn.
"She obviously needs some help. We will take her with us, and have her looked at by the healers," said Haldir.
"She seemed surprised and confused when we said we, not to mention herself, were elves."
"Yes, we will have to question her when she feels better."
Later-
"Deanna... how is she?" asked Haldir, "Is she awake? I would like to question her."
"She is asleep right now but..." replied DeAnna.
"But what?" asked Haldir.
"Well...I think we should talk to the Lady Galadriel and Lard Celeborn."
"Why?"
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