Hello everyone! Sorry I could not update sooner, been really busy, but now that I can I will. Enjoy, I do not own anything but me. Please review.
Everything in my vision was white…I could swear that I would be waking up in a hospital surrounded by scary surgeons, with a thousand tubes in me. (Note: this is my worst nightmare, I am terrified of hospitals.) But instead I woke up, and there was a rock under my back and a strange white light hovering over me. I sat bolt upright and the light retreated, everything else was pitch black, I could not see anything but the light.
"Marcy?"
"Marcy, are you alright?"
"Take it easy!"
I tried to speak but no sound came out, I clasped at my throat after taking a moment to feel around from it. It did not hurt but nothing would come out, on top of that all I could see was that annoying, brilliant white light and it wouldn't go away, it was making me squint I could feel it. Yet, somehow, my eyes eventually could make out a figure, with golden hair and pale, high cheek bones, and sharply pointed ears…Legolas!
"Marcy, can you hear us?" A voice I recognized as pippins, asked.
I nodded.
"Can you speak?" Boromir, this time.
I shook my head. Someone waved a hand in front of my face, I could feel the small breeze caused by it and hear it as well, but I could not see it.
"Gandalf?" I heard Frodo ask this time.
"She is blind." The old wizard said.
What do you think? In real life I am not blind nor can I not speak, it is just for the story's sake. Please review!