The Tale of an Elf
Chapter 2
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Thanks to all the great reviewers! I will now spell-check and thanks for letting me know that "beeutiful" is actually "beautiful", lol. Also, it's Aragorn, son of Arathorn, I knew that but I messed up. And thanks for letting me know that it's "Rivendell" not "Riverdale." Thanks!
Now on with the story!" ~~~
Patricia was getting tired. They had been walking for a long time. She was sad because neither Frodo not Aragorn would talk to her.
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Frodo was sad. He loved Patricia so much. He was sad because she was engaged to another. He could not figure out who it was. It might be Aragorn because he kept staring at Patricia and then looking away. Frodo decided to find out.
"Aragorn?" he said later that night when Patricia was sleeping.
"Yes Frodo?"
"Do you love Patricia?"
Aragorn thought for a moment. "No Frodo I do not."
"Than why do you stare at her all the time?"
"BEcause she reminds me of another--Arwen Undomiel, who is the fairest of all the elven kind."
"If she is more beautiful than Patricia she must be beautiful indeed."
"She is."
They said nothing for a moment. Then Frodo said. "I love Patricia."
"I thought so." replied Aragorn.
"Is it that obvious?" Frodo said.
"Yes. Love is always obvious." Aragorn siad.
"What do you think that I should do?" Frodo said.
"Does she know how you feel?" Aragorn said.
"Yes but she is engaged to another." Frodo said.
"Oh well then you must find this person and talk to him."
"OK" said Frodo as he fell asleep.
Plop
Frodo fell noisily.
~~~
The next day they walked a long way. Aragorn pulled Frodo aside as they were walking.
"Frodo have you thought about what I said?" Aragorn said.
"Yes I did." Frodo said.
"I have too and I think you should ask Patricia who it is who is engaged to her." Aragorn said.
"Patricia?" Frodo said.
"Yes Frodo?" She said sadly.
"Who is this person that you are engaged to?" Frodo asked
Patricia was silent a moment. "His name is Figwit." She said.
"Ok." said Frodo but his mind was churning. So was his stomach.
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Aragorn looked up. Towering high above him was weatherstop.
"Here we are." he said.
They began to climb up the hill. Soon they all got tired, except for Aragorn. "Stay here." he said.
An hour later he was back. Frodo and Patricia had not been idle. They had explored the small dell and the surrounding slopes. Not far away they found a spring of clear water in the hillside, and near it footprints no more than a day or two old. In the dell itself they found recent traces of a fire, and other signs of a hasty camp. There were some fallen rocks on the edge of the dell nearest to the hill. Behind them Patricia came upon a small store of firewood neatly stacked.*
"Good job." Aragorn said, and he meant it.
~~~
The fire crackled merrily. Aragorn sat smoking his pipe.
The night was quiet, so quiet that Patricia was feeling uneasy. "Let's sing!" she suggested.
"You go first." said Frodo.
"All right let me think." she said. "Here-
"A Elbereth Gilthoniel
silvren penna miriel
o menel algar elenath!
Na-chared palan diriel."*
"That was lovely" frodo sai.d
"Why don't you sing now" suggested Patricia.
"No thank you" said Frodo and that was that.
"I'll be right back" said Aragorn.
As soon as he left Patricia felt worried. "Frodo--"
Just then five hooded and black men came over the ridge.
Patricia and Frodo pulled out their swords.
"Get behind me Patricia" said Frodo.
"No Frodo I cannot let you die."
"All right but I warned you."
Patricia ran to meet the black things head-on. Their sword clashed, and soon they were engaged in a deadly battle.
"Where had Frodo gone?" she cried.
Just then a creature started to stab Frodo.
"No !" she said and threw herself in front of Frodo.
She screamed as the icy blade penetrated her shoulder.
~~~ *The Fellowship of the Ring J.R.R. Tolkien
Oh no will Patricia be OK? Will Frodo talk to Figwit? what will Figwit say? No constructive critisism, please flame.
Please R&R!
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Chapter 2
~~~
Thanks to all the great reviewers! I will now spell-check and thanks for letting me know that "beeutiful" is actually "beautiful", lol. Also, it's Aragorn, son of Arathorn, I knew that but I messed up. And thanks for letting me know that it's "Rivendell" not "Riverdale." Thanks!
Now on with the story!" ~~~
Patricia was getting tired. They had been walking for a long time. She was sad because neither Frodo not Aragorn would talk to her.
~~~
Frodo was sad. He loved Patricia so much. He was sad because she was engaged to another. He could not figure out who it was. It might be Aragorn because he kept staring at Patricia and then looking away. Frodo decided to find out.
"Aragorn?" he said later that night when Patricia was sleeping.
"Yes Frodo?"
"Do you love Patricia?"
Aragorn thought for a moment. "No Frodo I do not."
"Than why do you stare at her all the time?"
"BEcause she reminds me of another--Arwen Undomiel, who is the fairest of all the elven kind."
"If she is more beautiful than Patricia she must be beautiful indeed."
"She is."
They said nothing for a moment. Then Frodo said. "I love Patricia."
"I thought so." replied Aragorn.
"Is it that obvious?" Frodo said.
"Yes. Love is always obvious." Aragorn siad.
"What do you think that I should do?" Frodo said.
"Does she know how you feel?" Aragorn said.
"Yes but she is engaged to another." Frodo said.
"Oh well then you must find this person and talk to him."
"OK" said Frodo as he fell asleep.
Plop
Frodo fell noisily.
~~~
The next day they walked a long way. Aragorn pulled Frodo aside as they were walking.
"Frodo have you thought about what I said?" Aragorn said.
"Yes I did." Frodo said.
"I have too and I think you should ask Patricia who it is who is engaged to her." Aragorn said.
"Patricia?" Frodo said.
"Yes Frodo?" She said sadly.
"Who is this person that you are engaged to?" Frodo asked
Patricia was silent a moment. "His name is Figwit." She said.
"Ok." said Frodo but his mind was churning. So was his stomach.
~~~
Aragorn looked up. Towering high above him was weatherstop.
"Here we are." he said.
They began to climb up the hill. Soon they all got tired, except for Aragorn. "Stay here." he said.
An hour later he was back. Frodo and Patricia had not been idle. They had explored the small dell and the surrounding slopes. Not far away they found a spring of clear water in the hillside, and near it footprints no more than a day or two old. In the dell itself they found recent traces of a fire, and other signs of a hasty camp. There were some fallen rocks on the edge of the dell nearest to the hill. Behind them Patricia came upon a small store of firewood neatly stacked.*
"Good job." Aragorn said, and he meant it.
~~~
The fire crackled merrily. Aragorn sat smoking his pipe.
The night was quiet, so quiet that Patricia was feeling uneasy. "Let's sing!" she suggested.
"You go first." said Frodo.
"All right let me think." she said. "Here-
"A Elbereth Gilthoniel
silvren penna miriel
o menel algar elenath!
Na-chared palan diriel."*
"That was lovely" frodo sai.d
"Why don't you sing now" suggested Patricia.
"No thank you" said Frodo and that was that.
"I'll be right back" said Aragorn.
As soon as he left Patricia felt worried. "Frodo--"
Just then five hooded and black men came over the ridge.
Patricia and Frodo pulled out their swords.
"Get behind me Patricia" said Frodo.
"No Frodo I cannot let you die."
"All right but I warned you."
Patricia ran to meet the black things head-on. Their sword clashed, and soon they were engaged in a deadly battle.
"Where had Frodo gone?" she cried.
Just then a creature started to stab Frodo.
"No !" she said and threw herself in front of Frodo.
She screamed as the icy blade penetrated her shoulder.
~~~ *The Fellowship of the Ring J.R.R. Tolkien
Oh no will Patricia be OK? Will Frodo talk to Figwit? what will Figwit say? No constructive critisism, please flame.
Please R&R!
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