The Rose of the Fellowship
Song: Saying Goodbye
Artist: Bart Crow Band
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Chapter One: Saying Goodbye
Stories like this, ones of life-changing events, always seem to start with ordinary days. Well, mine began no different. I had just gotten home from my job and was greeted by a silent, empty apartment.
"Home, sweet home." I grumbled. Things weren't bad, really, but they weren't good either. I took off my apron (I was a salesperson and gave drinks to customers) and plopped down on my futon to watch the nine o'clock news. I then got up and went to bed, not really wanting to hear anymore bad or celebrity news. I fell asleep to the music I always played at night, tonight's music being Within Temptation, "The Heart of Everything" album. When I opened my eyes, I was surprised to see blue skies and tree tops. I sat up, looked around, and saw the last person I expected to see.
"Lady Galadriel?" I questioned. When she smiled, I almost reached up and slapped myself. "This has to be a dream." I muttered.
"This is no dream." Lady Galadriel kindly said, as if knowing that I would have a hard time with this.
"What's going on?" I asked, standing up. Lady Galadriel walked up to me.
"You have been chosen by the Valar to take part in the War of the Ring." she replied. I blinked, and asked the first thing that came to mind.
"Why me?" I questioned. "What good would I do?" Lady Galadriel smiled.
"Tell me," she asked "What is your opinion of the males of Middle Earth?" I was taken by surprise by her question, but knew my answer.
"Man or elf, soldier or royal, they all need someone who will listen, not judge, care, and understand." I responded. Lady Galadriel nodded.
"And you believe you can do that for them?" she replied.
"I do." I asserted.
"Then you have your answer." this puzzled me. "You will be the emotional pillar for the Fellowship of the Ring, and many beyond them." I felt this bring a giant weight onto my shoulders, but nodded.
"Will I have my weapons?" I asked. Lady Galadriel nodded. Over the years, I had acquired a samshir- the Persian equivalent of the medieval hand and a half- and butterfly swords. I was proficient with both of these, along with hand-to-hand combat. It was then that I noticed that I was wearing lace-up trousers, a black medieval blouse with a blue waist cincher, black combat boots, and leather arm bracers. I also had my weapons on me. Then, a light started shining around Lady Galadriel and I.
"You will meet Gandalf the Gray on the road to Rivendell," she said as she disappeared "He knows of your role, and will aid you on the way."
End Chapter One.
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