The Worst Day Ever!
I woke up with a dizzy feeling in my head, when I looked around seeing that I was in a kitchen hanging upside down, elvish by the looks of it. A feeling of panic surged through my veins. I was dinner! I began squawking making all the noise that I possibly could make. This is not good. I began flapping like crazy, they had to know that I was not, well dinner!
After five minutes of making all the noise I possible could, I noticed that I should probably change back. I concentrated, felt the feeling in my chest and changed back to a human. Yet there was still one problem, I am still stuck. I reached into my boot and took out a dagger and gingerly cut myself loose. Dropping down to the ground with a sickening thud.
I hurried out of the kitchen, needing to leave this place; the fellowship was most likely waiting for me somewhere. I looked around making sure that no one had followed me, closed my eyes and pictured myself as a bird. Opening them I gave a cry of desperation. I was still in my human form in a panic I reached up to my ear the flower was gone!
I ran back into the kitchen where I had fallen and sure enough there it was lying on the floor, still beautiful. I put it back into my hair, reached down to my boots and felt; luckily my daggers remained in their sheaths, but my knife. I groaned I had failed to place it in my hair this morning; today had only gone from better to worse.
Standing up carefully, my knees shaking a bit. I looked to my left arm and saw that the blue of my dress was now stained with blood. I winced as I lifted up my sleeve to reveal a cut that had just started bleeding again. Why does this always happen to me? Why?
I turned around just in time to face a group of elves that had their bows pointed at me. I sighed "please I do not have the patience for this today. I am no spy, you may take me to your Lord and Lady if you wish." I sighed as they took me by the arms. And walked me up to the largest tree that I had ever laid eyes on. Well, I take back saying that this world was not that bad. It is bad. This was a "No Good Very Strange Day!"
I spent my time on the walk looking around at the large trees. No hand rails. I am so glad that I do not have to deal with the Mines of Moria, that place was worse! Well from what I knew from the book and movie. Well, I suppose this is how they treat all guests. Very loving, I thought sarcastically. I love it!
I started humming different bits of songs; I would make this as unpleasant for them as possible. I broke out singing.
Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water
Jack fell down and broke his crown,
And Jill came tumbling after.
I sang doing my best to annoy them I started another one.
Sing, sing sing.
I like to sing
I like to sing a lot
Sing, sing, sing
Sing, sing sing
I like to sing
I like to sing a lot
Sing sing sing.
I continued singing that song as we walked up the stairs, and I did not even sing with my normal voice, I sang the worst no worse than my worst. Reaching absurdly high notes, until one of the elves had, had enough and grabbed a cloth and tied it around my face. Unfortunately I began to hum again, and made sure that I was completely off tune. Being the Maia of Music does bring some advantages. I began humming Taylor Swift's song "Speak Now."
I heard them sigh in relief as we reached the top, where they brought me forward to a room where they knocked, I heard a woman call out in Sindarin "Let her in."
They untied me, and took the cloth from off my mouth. I turned around, "Thank-You gentleman. You have been wonderful audience. See ya!" I announced and walked into the room, shutting the door behind me. This was fun!
I walked in smiling and carefully shut the door and took a seat, in front of an oak desk, with intricate patterns. I looked at the Lady Galadriel, who looked down at me with a very placid face. I groaned.
"Why is everyone taller than me? Except the dwarf and hobbits? Oh cruel, cruel world!" I thought to myself. I looked around the room and admired the intricate patterns on the chair, and ceiling, they were simple, yet the most elegant writing I had ever seen, save in Valinor. I looked at it, and studied the writing on the walls. The Lay of Leithian.
I looked over to the Lady Galadriel; she had been a cousin with Luthien. I bent my head down; she had gone through worse days than I had. Lost her cousin to mortality, her brother to death, she had lived in Valinor and she had left with the exiled Noldor. She had gone through much; I bent my head and looked at her with pity. But, it did not stop her from being annoying.
She looked at me and calmly nodded her head. "Do not pity me Lady Mithril, yes I do know who you are. I have foreseen this day and anticipated it for many ages." She said with her clear, deep, voice. I suddenly felt conscious of how imperfect my voice sounded next to hers, not knowing it I touched my throat.
She looked at me sadly. "Mithril do you not know how long you have been missing from Rivendell?" she asked me.
"Of course a few hours." I told her plain as that.
"No you have been gone for three days, the people of Rivendell spent much time trying to find you, and they eventually were forced to give up. And Mithrandir took you disappearance the hardest he blamed himself." Typical I thought.
"I had no idea." I answered in reply. I was about to offer for me to go and join them, but then I remembered they would come through here.
"Galadriel? Do you suppose that I could be allowed to stay here in case they happen to pass here? I would like a job guarding your forest under the leadership of Haldir the March warden." I asked her nervously hoping that she would agree.
"Mithril, that is a very wise choice. I will notify him immediately, but you must not mention what you truly are." She told me sternly but with a kind voice.
I nodded. "Thank you."
With that I stood up, and followed her out of the room. I took one look back at the architecture it was beautiful I sighed as I left the room.
A/N: Sorry for the short chapter, I know, I know. I need to do longer chapters. But hey, I'm working on it.
Jane: Not really.
Me: Yes! The next one will be much shorter. And I mean it!