The day was wearing on Crayn looked up at the hawk she knew was her dad. He slowed and circled waiting for her to catch up. This felt familiar the soft patter of her feet against the yielding ground. She tripped more often then she remembered once upon a time, but once she opened her ears and listened to the earth around her she felt the struggle to keep upright give away and the earth glided beneath the sols of her feet. Crayn took the lead and Airwen had to shift forms to keep up. Clouds rolled in over the leafy canopy and the rain began to fall gently on her skin. She shifted through the forest like a phantom, dodging trees, and leaping over fallen stumps mixed with the speed and soothing coolness of each rain drop made her feel alive. The forest reached an end and turned suddenly to miles of plains. Airwen landed on human legs to survey the area, and judethe distance to the trees on the other side.
About 6 miles to that forest. You think we can make it before night fall? It would be close she figured but it was possible.
Most definitely. She smiled, switching the bag to her other shoulder and taking off at a sprint. This time He followed on foot and the grass brushes against their legs sounding like the wind. They didnt feel like an invasion of the land but apart of it. It grew darker and when they reached the other side their eyes had adjusted to the glow of the moon. Airwens hand took hold of Crayns Elbow and slowed her down. Shhh He motioned with a finger to his lips. They both stepped under the canopy and he took the lead again.
You still not telling me what we are looking for? She whispered but she got no answer but a grin. She followed him and all she felt was a burning curiosity and the ground shifting muddily beneath her feet. The sound of a knocking arrow came loud in the stillness and they both stopped.
You have been expecting us. We are friend Airwen called to the night. Crayn tilted her head when she heard his words all come out in a flow of Elvish.
Dad
she looked up and saw three forms slide from the trees and land silently, One appeared from behind a tree bow aimed and ready. She saw their ears and had to stifle the excitement that seemed to well inside her.
Im Earo Captain of the guard. Your name.
I am Airwen and this is Cheyenne a servant of the guard. We are distant travelers yet of common blood. Earo nodded as if Airwen had spoken the magic words.
Artanis is expecting you then. Airwen nodded. And they slipped silently through the woods the darkness concealing them all. A faint glow appeared in front of them and she saw Earo was touching a large rock his ring glowing. The image of the woods shifted opening a portal before their eyes. Several guards stepped in first and they followed leaving a few other guards behind. When they cleared the barrier Crayns eyes scanned the surroundings feeling tears as well as a ghasp leaving her.
I-its
home. She felt her throat tighten trying her best to keep it together. Earo smiled and put a hand on her shoulder.
That is what we strive to hear from those who come here. We have a bit of everything. He smiled looking around as if to make sure it was true, but it was and she saw each realm. The trees stood huge and majestic, their bark shimmered and shined gold as if plated in it, Mirkwood, her mind placed it at once. Water and flowers flowed all through the forest as if one in themselves leaving the soothing smell and sound of both, Rivendell. Her eyes drifted up to the winding stairs and the silver glow of the dwellings above as if illuminated by the moon, Lothlorien. The wood working and architecture were all crafted with such care, each style seemed to twist together to make one. All Crayn could seem to do was nod for nothing could have prepared her for this.
We all found each other during the time of the poacher banding together this is what we managed to create. With each individual skill we were able to find a place of safety and solitude. You are free to stay as long as you wish. Earo
Dad, Almay has to see this. Crayn Looked at Airwen and he smiled.
I didnt think it was a good idea to bring her out here in her condition. He hugged her. Like the surprise? She nodded hugging him back. Earo watched them curiosity in his dark eyes.
Almay?
You may know her as the Evenstar. She grinned when a look of disbelief crossed his eyes.
The princess is in this land? What condition? Is she hurt? Crayn shook her head.
No only pregnant. He smiled wide.
Please get settled I will get Artanis, we have much to talk about.
We dont plan on staying long but three days. Earo looked surprised but nodded. Follow me. Their was no wind but music carried in the air the soft melodies were those of home but it didnt feel complete.
Dad
Jax and Nikki need to see this. She was surprised when he put an arm around her shoulder and laughed.
Lets ask Artanis, but I agree shy.















Comments
I am really confused..all the elvish cities turned into one? Is that what you are trying to say? o-0
Since when was Almay a princess?...how do I not know of these things?
Well it's not poorly written, you just need to go back and do a lot of editing. XD I know it's boring-trust me, I did 70 pages of it. But it is a necessary evil! ><
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Ok so you know how they all came form Middle earth. Sulie is from mirkwood, Elindil was from Mirkwood too and Almay's mother and father are based off Elrond and Celbrian so they are the leaders of Rivendell. Galadriel is the leader of Lothrorien but directly related to Elrond so her parents are basically royalty, along with her grand parents. So she has been royal since forever it just it dosnt really matter in this land because well the people in our world dont know anything about Middle Earth.
So to answer the first question yes the people from all the different relms found a place to be safe from the poachers and make it all their home. Combining different tastes. like mexican food with an American dalute. Its possible. THey want their traditions to live on.
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