A/N: Ok. I thought of this one, and just had to write it! I'm serious! I
have so much that I wanted to put down, that I couldn't think of what kind
of story to write! Then, one minute ago (literally) I got this brilliant
idea! And I had to write it! So there you go!
Summary: I'm not different. Yet there's something about my life that I keep to myself, right beside my heart, and if anyone found out...well, something would be bound to happen.
Chapter 1:
Larien walked through the woods. Step. Click. Step. Click. Step. It was a sound that she was used to by now. Her long wavy brown hair was twisted into a bun to keep it out of her way. Step. Click. Step. 'Oh. I wish it wouldn't do that!' she thought to herself, as she made her way to her tallon.
The click came from her left ankle. Every time she stepped, it cracked. Kind of gross to some people, yet it had become it's own little voice. Like the buzz of a fly, or the drone of a teacher that you just tune out. It wasn't something that really bothered her. She was born with it. She had grown up, a little girl, not being able to creep up on anyone.
She was different from other elves. She had the long wavy brown hair, whereas people in Lothlorien had blonde, and rarely elves had wavy hair, she had slightly tanner skin, and a small group of freckles dashed across her cheekbones and nose. Her eyes were the most vibrant green imaginable, and of course, she had her ankle.
Halfway to her tallon, she decided instead that she would go to the pond that she had found long ago. 'Over 200 years ago...that seemed like forever...' she thought.
She reached the lake, and slid out of her clothes. Larien dove into the pond, enjoying the waters cooling effects on her skin. Singing softly to herself, she started scrubbing herself.
Suddenly, she felt two eyes upon her. She ducked under the water, not knowing whether it was a friend, or a couple of perverted elves that came to watch a beautiful maiden bathe.
Self-consciously, she called out "Who is there?"
A rather cute elf came out, blushing. "Tis me, milady." He said.
She jerked around and her mouth fell open. "Legolas Greenleaf, is that really you!?" she yelled.
"I erm...was here to visit and I...er...heard you singing..." he blushed even deeper when she ran out of the water and threw her arms around him.
"Legolas, it's so wonderful to see you again! It has been too long!" she said.
"Yes. It has." He said, rubbing her wet, bare, back.
She stooped, picked up her clothes, and quickly put them on. "Come on, Legolas, I have to tell you everything that's been going on!" she said, dragging him towards her tallon. He just sighed, and pretended he wasn't happy about being dragged to a tallon by the most beautiful elf he had ever laid eyes on.
A/N: Ok. There's the chapter. Gonna write more later. ^^
And for all reviewers, she's not a normal elf, and you will all know why later in the story. Let me know what you think of it. If you do like it, tell me. If you don't like it, tell me anyway.
Summary: I'm not different. Yet there's something about my life that I keep to myself, right beside my heart, and if anyone found out...well, something would be bound to happen.
Chapter 1:
Larien walked through the woods. Step. Click. Step. Click. Step. It was a sound that she was used to by now. Her long wavy brown hair was twisted into a bun to keep it out of her way. Step. Click. Step. 'Oh. I wish it wouldn't do that!' she thought to herself, as she made her way to her tallon.
The click came from her left ankle. Every time she stepped, it cracked. Kind of gross to some people, yet it had become it's own little voice. Like the buzz of a fly, or the drone of a teacher that you just tune out. It wasn't something that really bothered her. She was born with it. She had grown up, a little girl, not being able to creep up on anyone.
She was different from other elves. She had the long wavy brown hair, whereas people in Lothlorien had blonde, and rarely elves had wavy hair, she had slightly tanner skin, and a small group of freckles dashed across her cheekbones and nose. Her eyes were the most vibrant green imaginable, and of course, she had her ankle.
Halfway to her tallon, she decided instead that she would go to the pond that she had found long ago. 'Over 200 years ago...that seemed like forever...' she thought.
She reached the lake, and slid out of her clothes. Larien dove into the pond, enjoying the waters cooling effects on her skin. Singing softly to herself, she started scrubbing herself.
Suddenly, she felt two eyes upon her. She ducked under the water, not knowing whether it was a friend, or a couple of perverted elves that came to watch a beautiful maiden bathe.
Self-consciously, she called out "Who is there?"
A rather cute elf came out, blushing. "Tis me, milady." He said.
She jerked around and her mouth fell open. "Legolas Greenleaf, is that really you!?" she yelled.
"I erm...was here to visit and I...er...heard you singing..." he blushed even deeper when she ran out of the water and threw her arms around him.
"Legolas, it's so wonderful to see you again! It has been too long!" she said.
"Yes. It has." He said, rubbing her wet, bare, back.
She stooped, picked up her clothes, and quickly put them on. "Come on, Legolas, I have to tell you everything that's been going on!" she said, dragging him towards her tallon. He just sighed, and pretended he wasn't happy about being dragged to a tallon by the most beautiful elf he had ever laid eyes on.
A/N: Ok. There's the chapter. Gonna write more later. ^^
And for all reviewers, she's not a normal elf, and you will all know why later in the story. Let me know what you think of it. If you do like it, tell me. If you don't like it, tell me anyway.