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Salvation

By: miriellar
folder -Multi-Age › Het - Male/Female
Rating: Adult +
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Disclaimer: I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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This isn't heaven



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Thank you to my reviewers- hugs all round.

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I woke up and there was. Wait a minute. I woke up. That wasn't supposed to happen. I quickly backtracked my last memories. The razor, the blood, the darkness...the woman. She said something, something about sides and meetings. Oh well, I'll think about it later.

I lay there thinking. The thought of looking at my surroundings hadn't even crossed my mind until now. Slowly I looked around. Trees- does heaven have trees? Am I even in heaven? Where am I? That's it, that's all there were-trees.

"Ok, so we've established that there are trees. This is so stupid, great now I'm talking to myself, I'm hungry and I'm really cold".

I looked down at myself to see that I was still dressed in the same clothes that I was yesterday- my favourite black pants that were just a little bit too big for me, a white long-sleeved shirt- complete with blood stains-under a plain black jumper, and my black knee-length stiletto boots.

"Oh yeah this is a very practical outfit for walking around the woods in", I muttered underneath my breath. I looked at my arms, they were still bleeding,

"Great just bloody perfect. I need a stream, or better yet a rest room to wash these cuts'. I turned around sharply and landed on the floor with an 'oomph'.

"Ow son-of-a bitch! That hurt".

I looked around only to see that I'd fallen over my rucksack.

"I don't remember packing that, oh who cares". I didn't even bother to open it and see what was in it. There could have been a bomb in it for all I could care. 'Right, lets go find a stream'. Why did I wear heels? My shoes kept sticking in the grass, wow I never thought I'd say it but, I should've listened to my mum when she told me not to wear them- but in my defence I didn't know that I was going to end up in the woods/heaven/anywhere. "I'm bored, talking to myself is now boring.I know lets sing me a song".

Normally I'd sing very quietly but as there was no one around so I wasn't really worried.

" memories consume


like opening the wound


I'm picking me apart again


You all assume


I'm safe here in my room


Unless I try to start again


I don't want to be the one


The battles always choose


'cause inside I realise


that I'm the one confused


I don't know what's worth fighting for


Or why I have to scream


I don't know why I instigate


And say what I don't mean


I don't know how I got this way


I know it's not alright


So I'm


Breaking the habit tonight."


I trailed off 'cause I couldn't remember the rest of the words. 'hmm another song.


I linger in the doorway


Of alarm clock screaming


Monsters calling my name


Let me stay


Where the wind will whisper to me


Where the rain drops


As they're falling tell a story


In my field of paper flowers


And candy clouds of lullaby."

 


 


The air was thick, I could sense that something was amiss. Orcs, perhaps? No, they couldn't be this close to Imladris, the guard would have found them by now. But yet there was something.


I usually looked forward to seeing Imladris. But there was nothing to look forward to this time. My father had sent me to tell Lord Elrond of the creature Gollum's escape from Mirkwood. The sunlight broke through the trees and lit the path. It was so different from home. A refreshing and welcome change.


'Your highness, do you hear that?' one of my companions asked. I listened carefully. A voice, singing, it sounded female. I'd been too wrapped up in my thoughts too hear anything.

"shall we ride on?" he asked me.

"Yes, but until we know anything she shall be treated as a friend. Do not draw your weapons"

I kicked my horse into a slow gallop and the rest followed suit.


We quickly found her. She was now walking silently and looked as if she was in deep thought. I took my time in looking at her, firstly to make sure that she was of no threat and secondly to see what I could make of her.


She looked up and saw us, it looked as if she was torn between staying and fleeing.

 


 


I was bored, my feet hurt and I still hadn't found a rest room or a stream.


I was in the middle of internally debating whether to just give up or seeing if I could find somewhere to say, my credit card was in my pocket, when I could feel eyes on me.


I slowly raised my head and what I saw wasn't what I would've expected to see.


There were three men, on gorgeous horses. Two were a Very light mahogany colour and one was a gorgeous white. I forced myself to look at the riders. I was very confused, I had died, I was supposed to be in heaven, wasn't I? I don't think that they ride horses around heaven- they'd just fall through the clouds- I was torn between mentally laughing at that and kicking myself for being stupid.


While I was mentally discussing heaven I'd failed to notice that the riders had dismounted and were now stood in front on me.

 


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