Authors note: hello ...again.

ESM: I like the hell part.

nothing to say here.

Eowyn: Oh, good, at least we don't have to put up with her life story as well as her fanfic this time.

the next chapter is the last in L�rien, I promise!

Elladan: Yes, it is time to move on.

And just for good measure, she is 16 years old. (I'm 14 but Boromir is like 28- ish, so .....you get the point a 14-year old with a 31-year old) mabey I should 'change his age?

Boromir: Hey! Maybe you should change the girl's age? Maybe be reasonable and make her about twenty-six? Or thirty? Thrity-five? I'm actually forty at the period mentioned in this fanfic.
ESM: ::mock horror:: Oh no, Boromir! Only the canon can be changed! How could you ever even think that the heroine could such an un-teeny age as twenty-six? And thirty-five, good heavens! No, it must be either the author's age, or the author's goal age.
Gimli: Goal age?
ESM: You know, the age the author thinks is adulthood and just all around cool.
Elladan: I don't think any of you are taking into consideration that an Elf of sixteen years is a baby.
ESM: Oi, yes, I forgot. This is all so absurd.

anyways, if you didn't understand the evenstar part, its like with Aragorn and Arwen. Aragorn is a man and arwen is an elf, so Arwen gives him her necklace.

Eowyn: Ah. So, why hasn't Elladan given me a necklace?
Elladan: ::spluttering:: I'm not in love with you!
Eowyn: Oh dear, you don't have to be so vehement about it! Anyway, she never said anything about love, just that one was a man and one was an elf, and the elf gave the man a necklace because...they were different, I guess.
ESM: I still don't get the evenstar part.

Boromir is a man, and Naurien is an elf

Gimli: And between them they produced Elfmans.
ESM: That sounds like something the Muppets would say.

Hey, people who actually read this

Elladan: ::very annoyed:: What?! We're sitting here waiting for you to get on with it!

::cough::none::coughcough::.

Eowyn: I see. We aren't people.
ESM: Pay no heed. It's just a manipulative manuever to make people guilt-trip into reviewing.

Excuse me.

Boromir: You need more forgiveness than I have left.

anyhow, uhhhhh. I forgot what I was going to write....

Boromir: Do you guys mind if I don't talk for a while? My soldier's upbringing will be very obvious from my language VERY soon.
Eowyn: ::kindly:: Yeah, take a break, darling.

...Oh yeah, I've decided to make the two brothers a bit younger.

Elladan: Behold! The Fountain of Youth has been exploited by a teeny fanfic writer!

just a bit so don't kill me. i found out that Boromir is ....indeed....40 years old ::cue gasping::

ESM: At your ignorance? That was over long ago.
Gimli: Are you in a bad mood?
ESM: What does it look like?!
Gimli: Me too.

. Faramir is indeed....35.It was 5 years apart.

Eowyn: Their births, she means. Their births were five years apart.

so, I''m going to make Boromir, 27.

Elladan: Thirteen years is "just a bit"?! I'm sorry, to a Elf it isn't even a bit, but to a human, it's alot.
ESM: Especially that far along in life.
Elladan: Did anybody ask you
ESM: I'm human!
Elladan: And a teeny yourself.

that means Faramir would be 22.

ESM: Bet she had to use her fingers or a calculator to figure that out.

If you have a problem with that,

Eowyn: I have a problem with that! That makes me about 10 years old when I marry Faramir!

stop reading,

ALL: ::sigh::

if there is a person reading this in the first place.

Elladan: Not again.

Just swish

Eowyn: Sure.

all the events that happen in their lives into 27 years.

Boromir: ::bitterly:: Oh no, I'd be dead. So would Gondor. The kid has no idea what "events" happened over the course of those thirteen years she just chopped off of my life.

And just to let you know, i'm trying to finish this before school starts,

Eowyn: So we DID get an update on her life.

when I won't be able to write anymore 'cause I won't be able to go online/use the PC.

ESM: (Nerwen) 'cause my grades are really bad and I cheat on my homework.
Elladan: I thought we talked about this the first time, Essie.
ESM: I'm SORRY!!!

and this chappie is long.

Departure

Naurien was escorted back to where the fellowship was by Haldir. The journey was frightfully silent,

Elladan: Ha! I would never have guessed it, but there it is, plain as the bad grammar on this screen. Haldir "escorted" her coffin!
Gimli: ::cheers::
Boromir: ::scowls:: She doesn't deserve a coffin.

but was over soon. "Hannon le, Haldir-o L�rien."(thank-you)

ESM: Ack, the dead speak!

" Mae govannen, (well met)

Eowyn: Not really.

But, If you do not stray from the man of Gondor, you will not become lost."

Boromir: No, but she'll go to her eternal punishment soon enough.

he walked away before she could say anything. She just stood there, hoping that nobodyelse heard that. But what would she say?

Gimli: Nothing! Isn't that obvious?

Haldir had just implied that they liked each other.

ESM: Really? What a subtle implication. I missed it completely.

She found a rock, close to the forest

Elladan: Huh?

and sat down. "Well, I can't argue with that,"

ESM: (Naurien) Because I'm really stupid and don't really understand the subtle implications of Elves.
Elladan: That was pretty lame, Essie.
ESM: ::sighs:: I know. I'm really tired.

she thought(she is talking to herself as well ::hinthint::

Eowyn: Hint hint what? ::sighs:: Yet another evincement of her sickly writing skills.
Gimli: We are now subtly being informed that Naurien is a schiz, Eowyn. That's the hint.

). "He is handsom,

Boromir: I am not!

with his dark hair, and his voice,

Gimli: His voice makes him handsom?

and even if he doesn't like them, he lookes really nice in elven clothes.

Eowyn: I am forced to come to the conclusion that Naurien likes Boromir for very superficial reasons.

I wonder if he likes

Eowyn: (Naurien) Earthworms?
Boromir: As fishbait.
Eowyn: Noooo!

me? I doubt it,

Boromir: I don't. I'm emphaticly opposed.

i've only known him for, like, a couple months. But he did

ESM: (Naurien) , like,

teach me how to dance,

Elladan: (Naurien) The Dance of Death.

That was

ESM: (Naurien) , like,

nice of him.

Gimli: Again, depends on your point of view.

He would have probably done that for

ESM: (Naurien) , like,

anyone.

Boromir: Ummm.

Well, I really

ESM: (Naurien) , like,

like him.

ESM: (Naurien) b/c hes sooo, lyke, hawt!
Boromir: ::blushes::

He's so

ESM: (Naurien) , like,

nice and a good

ESM: (Naurien) , like,

person. Hmmm...." she sighed.

Eowyn: (Naurien) Much too good for me.

However, she didn't know that the very person that she was talking about to herself

Elladan: WAS herself!
Gimli: ::in awe:: It's a true schiz that crushes on herself.
ESM: Or a true narcissist, but that's besides the point.
Gimli: Yes. It is.

was hiding behind a tree nearby,

Elladan: Why?

he had been wondering where she was when the hobbits came back without her.

ESM: They wouldn't tell him where they had buried her, but shuffled away giggling and whispering meaningless hints to each other till he could stand the teasing no longer and set out to find her grave himself.

She discovered him, when he stepped out, and actually said, "I do love you."

ESM: ::groans:: I think that was my last few dozen braincells. Ow.
Boromir: But I didn't finish my sentence. I really said, "I do love you, as much as a zebra loves a lioness, and like a pebble loves an...earthworm."
ESM: Ah, well, maybe I have a few cells left.

Naurien whipped her head around

ESM: Not again. Ouch.

to find Boromir, right behind her.

Elladan: Oi, does she have eyes in the back of her head? I thought she'd discovered him already-- why is he still behind her?

She felt her eyes sting with tears.

Gimli: Oh wonderful. The Great Flood: Volume Two.

She felt emabaressed that he had heard her say that,

Eowyn: I'm not surprised.

and surprised that he said what she thought she said.

ESM: Somebody else try and figure out what that means because I'm gonna need a brain cell transplant if I do it.

Then she saw Boromir's slightly hurt expression. She quickly got up and walked over to him with her head down slightly. When she got to him,

Boromir: How redundant.

she looked up into his eyes. She slowly said, "I love you too."

Gimli: (Naurien) The same way I love chocolate and my kitchen table.

(AN: I'm only fourteen, so, I'm taking what I know from other people's kissing scenes.

ESM: Aww, now you've taken away the element of surprise!
Boromir: ::drily:: What element of surprise? We knew it would happen three chapters ago.
ESM: I was just joking.

I won't be able to kiss anyone till i'm around 17 'cause I have braces)

Eowyn: Good. Give yourself some time to grow up.

He brought his face close to hers, leaned forward, and kissed her. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders

Gimli: (narrator) "She must be cold again," was the man's charitable thought.

and drew her close. Naurien knelt back her head,

ALL: ::stare::
Elladan: This is no Elf, this is a contortionist!
ESM: I've never heard of even a contortionist that could kneel back her head...what does that MEAN anyway?

and he deepened the kiss.(like I said i'm taking from others I have no idea what kissing is like!!!)

Gimli: We believed you the first time.
Eowyn: She sounds self-conscious.

"Where are they!?"

Elladan: Getting into trouble...
Eowyn: With earthworms!
ESM: Seriously, Wyn, do you have posters of earthworms plastered all over your bedroom walls?
Eowyn: Well, I hired some of the most talented artists in the kingdom to paint some scenes from the life of an earthworm on the wall...and I've also had my ladies-in-waiting embroider a bedspread to that effect. They had to be threatened, though.
Elladan: ::with conviction:: She's obsessed.

"I don't know, Pip." said Merry. Everyone was wondering where they were.
"You two," said Aragorn. "go and look for them."

Boromir: Brilliant. He sends the hobbits to go find them.
Eowyn: They are closer to the ground...
Boromir: Will you stop it with the earthworms!

"Fine," they both got up and went over to

ESM: the Galadhrim Casino.

her sleeping area, to look for them.

Gimli: Help! Their sleeping area is next door to hers! If they were all so worried why didn't they go their in the first place?
Elladan: Maybe they weren't worried. It looks like they knew what to expect...

When they got there, Pippin almost cried out at seeing them, but Merry pulled him behind a log, that was sitting nearby.

ESM: (narrator) "Hullo!" said the log. "This is where I've sat for years, do go and find your worthy selves another resting place. Wouldn't want to break with tradition, you know!"

Pippin was trying not to laugh uncontrolably,

ESM: He thinks I'm funny!

while Merry said, "finally!"

Gimli: (Merry) I've met a talking log! I can die happy now.

Naurien pulled away

Gimli: In a boat, and sailed away from the flooded forest forever.
ESM: Nice alliteration!
Gimli: Thank you.

and took something out of her pocket.

ESM: Please let it be candy.

She took his hand and placed it inside. It was

ESM: The hand grenade.
Eowyn: An earthworm.
Boromir: Stop being so predictable.

her necklace that Galadriel had given her.

ESM: Mayhap it was made out of hard sugar?

He gasped when he looked down

Elladan: His shirt. She'd tossed the grenade inside.

. "You cannot give me this."

ESM: Where have I heard that line before, I wonder?
Elladan: (Boromir) No! Really! I don't want it!

"Its mine to give to who I want to, specificly you,

ESM: Oi, this is more pathetic and awkward than the movie's version it plagiarizes.

like how I already gave you my heart."

Elladan: Ha! Boromir! Quick, you have her heart, take your knife and...!

she said closing his hand with hers, looking into his

Gimli: Mouth.
ESM: with a tongue-depressor.

eyes "I'd rather spend one lifetime with you, then live all the ages of Middle- Earth alone, only to die of a broken heart."

Boromir: ::chuckles:: You would, eh? Amazing what confusing 'then' and 'than' will do to your sentences.
ESM: Seems to me she contradicted herself. She's gonna live forever and die too?
Elladan: There's no reasoning with these hopeless teenies.

She smiled and sighed contenedly, putting her head down upon his chest. And before she knew it, she was fast asleep.

ESM: How many people know they've gone to sleep?

Boromir, instead of taking her to her bed,

Gimli: put her quietly back in the Lost and Found Barrel. The Fellowship escaped safely the next morning.

went over to a tree, and laid down with Naurien beside him.

Boromir: Ouch.

And thats how they fell asleep, and thats how the rest of the fellowship found them the next morning.

Elladan: Scandalous.
ESM: My poor little brother...Merrrrrrrryyyyyyy!
Merry: ::from door:: What?
ESM: Nevermind.
Merry: Alright.

When they had heard the news from Merry and Pippin, they all laughed their heads off.

Eowyn: Painful.

They all could tell, from when they were dancing together, that the two were in love.

ESM: The Fellowship could tell from when the Fellowship was dancing together that blah bla blah? I hate the way these pronouns get thrown around. I don't want to have to think because of the odd grammar in a story, I want to think because there's a plot to think about!

(all togeher now..... Awwwwww)

ALL: ::glare::

Merry and Pippin, in the morning, got two buckets of water, and went to Naurien's sleeping area.

Gimli: Sleeping area! Sleeping area! Is there no other word for sleeping area? Why didn't they give her a flet?

They crept up to the two and........

Boromir: ...left a trail of dots?

Aragorn was having a good morning.

Elladan: Aww, without me there to wish it on him? I feel so unnecessary.

He packed up all his belongings, getting ready to leave,

ESM: Hmph. Figures.

then, he heard the loudest thing ever.

ESM: Hmm. What could possibly merit the superest superlative adjective?
Elladan: A Sue. And Superest isn't a word.
ESM: I know that!

"MERRY AND PIPPIN, YOU'RE GONNA DIE!!!!!!!!" Then he saw the two of them running as fast as they could by,

Eowyn: Running as fast as they could buy? Running as fast as they could bye? Running by as fast as they could?

while laughing hysterically.

ESM: Which is...not very fast.

Then, an incredebly wet Naurien

Elladan: Ah, MORE superlative descriptions!

ran by screaming elvish and dwarvish curses

Gimli: Nobody. Knows. Dwarvish. Curses. Except. Dwarves.
Elladan: And those cursed by Dwarves.
ESM: Dwarves curse pretty freely, don't they?

at them. Boromir, just walked over to his stuff and got cloths out for the day

Eowyn: 's sewing lessons.

, because he also,

Boromir: Noticed that that comma was not only unnecessary, but downright annoying!

was incredebly wet. (haha, isn't that funny?)

ALL: No.

He still had the necklace from the night before.

ESM: Ew.

When Aragorn saw it, he

Eowyn: Fainted. What did Arwen mean by giving out different-colored Evenstar jewelry to every man she met?!

smiled. "Do you know what that means?"
"No, not really,"

Elladan: (Aragorn) It means you're going to jail for grand theft.

Boromir answered. "I have no idea."

Gimli: He changed his mind.

"When an elf woman gives the man she loves something like that, it means that they are giving up their elven immortality to be with the mortal."

ESM: But--oh, she did say she loved him, didn't she. Darn. I wonder what it means when she gives it to someone she doesn't love?
Elladan: Then she can prosecute him for theft.

Boromir gaped at Aragorn. He blushed and put his head down.

Boromir: Got tired of holding his head, did he?
Eowyn: Especially with you gaping at it.

"Boromir," he looked up, Aragorn

Boromir: Wait a minute, I put my head down?!

was holding up the Evenstar,.

Elladan: Which one?

"I got this from Arwen, even though she is crossing into Valinor....."

ESM: The author makes a point and then demonstrates she hasn't the slightest notion what she's talking about. I guess it also reflects on the LOTR script writers...

He was cut off though, by Naurien, still wet, walking by, smirking.

Gimli: And, talking, in phrases, oddly divided, by commas, rather often, and unnecessarily.

Then came Merry and Pippin, they were both soaking wet. Aragorn asked, "What happened to you two?"

Eowyn: (Pippin) We went for a run and...sweat alot.

"Naurien chased us all the way to the river, and when she caught us, she dunked us into the water." when Merry said this, both men burst out laughing.

Boromir: Yes, we were so amused.

then the two went to get changed.
That day, was the day that

ESM: The Department of Redundancy Department hired her.
Boromir: But it already hired her.
ESM: That's the point.
Boromir: Sorry. My brain cells are being murdered at an atrocious rate.

they were to leave.

Elladan: Because all the Elves were just plain sick of Sam's fragrant patented Frodo-tracking system.

Naurien, instead of wearing her usual jeans and concert shirt that she

ESM: never changed out of...

had brought for the boat ride, she dressed in elvish clothes.

Eowyn: She did.

She wore leggings, a blouse, and a tunic. The leggings and tunic were light shades of blue and the blouse was white.

Elladan: Eh, what kind of colors are those for a Fire-Maiden to be wearing?
Gimli: I think she does have Water-Maiden envy.
Eowyn: Or Sky-Maiden envy.

(think of what Legolas wears, except the colors I mentioned) She also wore a pair of light blue boots and wrist guards.

ESM: Wrist guards! What kind of Elf is this!

She braided her hair in one simple long braid that went to her hips.

ESM: You didn't have to mention that, we already knew she was a Sue.

Then she finshed packing.

Eowyn: And THEN, she picked up her bags. And then, she walked to the boats. And THEN, they all got in the boats.

As they were putting their stuff into their bags, Elves which

Elladan: I'm insulted.

spoke the commen toungue

Boromir: Which was literally none...
ESM: Eek. Don't be too cute, Borry, my mental capacity isn't what it used to be before we embarked on this suicidal mission.
Elladan: Suicidal?
ESM: :sits bolt upright:: I meant murderous.
Elladan: Uh-huh.

came to them and brought to them many gifts of food and clothing. The food was mostly in the form of very thin cakes, made of a meal that was baked a light brown on the outside, and inside, was the color of cream.

Gimli: Lembas!

Gimli took up one of the cakes and looked at it with a doubtful eye.

Eowyn: It wasn't too sure whether it was an eye or not.
Gimli: I don't think that's what was meant.

"Cram," he said under his breath, as he broke of a crisp corner with and nibbled at it. His expression quickly changed and he ate the rest of the cake with relish.(if some idiot thinks he ate it with the stuff you put on hotdogs, you are sadly mistaken. that term means, with vigor/ quickly/ happily)

ESM: I don't know, it takes one to know one.
Boromir: Stuff you put on hotdogs? There has got to be a better description than that.
ESM: Pickle topping? I don't know, I never eat the stuff.
Eowyn: Oh, and being sadly mistaken means it's worth crying over.
ESM: Alriiight, moving on...

"No more, no more!" cried the elves laughing. "You have eaten enough already for one day's march."

Gimli: hmph. For an Elf, maybe, but we Dwarves can last on half that.

"I though it was a type of cram, such as the Dale-men make for jouneys in the wild."

ESM: ::Starts to cry:: Look what she's doing to TOLKIEN'S MASTERPIECE!!!

"So it is," one said, "but we call it lembas, or waybread, and it is more strengthening than any food made by men, and it is more pleasant than cram by all acounts. We bid you spare the food. Eat little at a time, and only at need. For these things are given to serve you when all else fails. The cakes will keep sweet for many, many days, if they are unbroken and left in their leaf-wrappings, as we have brought them. One will keep a travler on his feet for a dayof long labor, even if he be one of the tall men of Minas Tirith(4 people like my friend, that is in Gondor)."

Eowyn: What?
ESM: ::taps head:: Don't ask me!
Elladan: Oh! I figured it out. It's netspeak.
ESM: Hey, you're right. Wow. I guess I just wasn't expecting the vulgar phoneticism of netspeak while I was basking in the glory of the Master's work.

The elves next unwrapped and gave to each of the company the clothes they had brought. For each they had provided a hood and cloak, made according to their size, of the light, but, warm silken stuff that the Galadhrim wove. It was hard to say of what color they were: grey with the hue of twilight under the trees they seemed to be; and yet if they were moved, or in another set of light, they were green as shadowed leaves, or brown as fallow fields by night, dusk-silver under the stars. Each cloak was fastened about the neck with a brooch like a green of the mallorn tree, newly opened, viened with silver.

ESM: ::pants with barely controlled fury::
Gimli: ::confused:: A green of the mallorn tree?
ESM: ::through clenched teeth:: Leaf. It's a leaf

"Are these magic cloaks?" asked Pippin, looking at them with wonder. Naurien's muffled laughter was heard through her fist, which she had stuffed into her mouth to stop from laughing, but with no avail.

ALL: ::attempt to stuff a fist into their mouths::
ESM: ai gawd i! ai cun oo it!
Eowyn: E who!
Elladan: I can't.
Gimli: I have mail on my fist...

"I do not know what you mean by that," the leader of the elves said. "They are fair garmets, and the web is good, for it was made in this land.

ESM: Ah-ha! Nationalism!

They are elvish robes certainly, if that is what you mean. Leaf and branch, water and stone: they have the hue and beauty of these things under the twilight of L�rien that we love; for we put the thought of all that we love into all that we make. Yet they are garmets not armor, they will not turn shaft nor blade. But they will serve you well: they

Eowyn: (leader of the elves) Will bring you food and water and firewood whenever you command. They even send out signals that tell other people what your mood is, like a mood ring.
ESM: Wow, can I marry those cloaks?!

are light to wear, and warm enough or cool enough at need. And you will find them a great aid in keeping out of sight of unfriendly eyes, wether you walk among the stones or the trees. You are indeed in high favor of the Lady! For she herself and her maidens wove this stuff; and never before have we clad strangers in the garb of our own people."

Gimli: (leader of the elves) Mostly because we kill or drive away all the strangers who try to introduce themselves.

They ate their morning meal the Comapny said farewell to the lawn by the fountain.

Eowyn: I don't care: I'm waiting for the Company to leave.
ESM: Why are they saying goodbye to a lawn?!

Their hearts were heavy, for

Boromir: They were made of gold.
Elladan: What conceit! Did you hear that, Essie?

it was a fair place and it had become like

Eowyn: A prison.

home to them. They gathered their

Gimli: Scalps.

belongings and gifts, and as they traveled out of Caras Galadhon to the shores of the river, the green paths

ESM: Transformed before their eyes into marshland.

were empty; but in the trees above them, many voices were murmuring

Boromir: Epithets at the Sue.

and singing. They themselves went silently. The shore was lined with shining

ESM: shards of glass from last night's carwreck.

grass that had scattered blossoms of elanor along the shore, the river's surface glittered in the morning sun, and the sand at the bottom was grey as

Boromir: Eowyn's eyes.
Eowyn: Is that a compliment?
Elladan: Why not? Take all you can get.
Eowyn: Was THAT a compliment?
Elladan: No, it was a suggestion.

their elven cloaks.
They shore they traveled to was covered with boats and barges. Some were brightly painted and shown green and silver,

ESM: That was my boat.

but most were either white or grey. Everyone was sorted

ESM: Oowww! The abrupt change has killed more brain cells!

into three small boats once they arrived. Boromir, Naurien, and Pippin were in the first.

Gimli: I don't suppose Pippin was acting as chaperone.
Boromir: ::nodding:: We could have pitched him overboard any time if that were the case.
ESM: Hey! You would not have tossed my cousin overboard!
Boromir: Of course not.

Merry, Legolas, and Gimli were in another. Aragorn, Frodo, and Sam were in the last. The boats were packed mostly,

ESM: With Elves, Dwarves, Hobbits and Men. But there was also a Sue.

by the elves with theirgoods, all but their clothes and what they had in their packs.

Eowyn: ::horrified:: The Galadhrim gave you everything except their clothes and packs? Such generosity is akin to foolishness.
ESM: They were saints, that's all.

Sam noticed coils of rope, which were in each boat. Slender they looked, but strong, silken to the touch, and grey of hue.
"What are these?" he asked, handling one that lay upon the greensward.

Gimli: Hmm, let's all take a guess.
Eowyn: Earthwor--
Boromir: ::interrupting:: It's rope, of course.
Eowyn: ::pouting:: You're no fun!

"Ropes indeed!" answered an elf from one of the neighboring boats. "Never travel far without a rope! And one that is long and strong and light. Such are those. They may be a help in many needs."

Elladan: (rope elf) For instance, if you had had a rope earlier you could have tied the Sue up and she wouldn't be stalking Boromir anymore.

"You don't need to tell me that!" retorted Sam. "I came without any and have been worried ever since. But I was wondering what these were made of, knowing a bit about rope-making: it's in the family as you might say."
"They are made of hithlain," called the elf. "but their is no time to instruct you in their making. Had we known that this craft delighted you, we could have taught you much! But now alas! unless you should some time return hither, you must be content with our gift.. May it serve you well

ESM: (rope elf) -water.
Eowyn: ::looks at ESM for a moment and then starts to laugh::
ESM: ::grinning:: What?

!"
"Come," said Haldir. "Ass is now ready for you.

ESM: ::bursts into giggles::
Elladan: I thought they gave you guys boats. All you got was something named Ass?
Eowyn: ::wisely:: Maybe that's what they called the little fleet of boats.
Elladan: ::muttering:: Ass?!

Enter the boats, but take care at first, the boats are light and crafty. Mishandle them, and you may find you and your gear in the water.

ESM: ha! Who said Tolkien wasn't funny?

(ok, the rest of the chapter is gonna go quickly 'cause my neck hurts and I want to get this up tonight. You readers better be happy!!!)

ESM: Happy as a skunk in the process of being run over by a steamroller.

As they passed over the waters, the company met with the Lady Galadriel. She was in a large boat, and there she gave them their gifts, while they were in boats.

Gimli: Gotta love that sentence.
Elladan: Right. In fact, they were in the boats when they received their gifts! oh muh gawd!!!1!!

(i'm too lazy write about how they went onto the shore and had a parting feast)

Boromir: And too lazy to footnote your fic instead of scattering bad excuses all over it.

For Aragorn, she gave a sheath for his sword, and a brooch for his cloak. For Boromir, a belt of gold, covered with carvings of leaves and their vines.

Boromir: What is it with all these Elves giving us men so much jewelry?

For Merry and Pippin, a silver belt each, with a clasp, wrought like a golden flower. To Legolas, she gave a bow of the Galadhrim, longer and stouter than the bows of Mirkwood, with it went a quiver of arrows. For Sam, the Lady gave a box of earth from her own orchard which also carried her blessing.

Gimli: Yes, yes, we know all that.

For Naurien, instead of a bow, like she expected, she was given a

Eowyn: Earthw--
Boromir: NO!!
Elladan: I think Boromir has a deep-seated fear of earthworms.
Boromir: I do not!
Elladan: Yeah you do.
Boromir: Do not.
Elladan: ::looks wise::

sword very much like the one in the boat

Gimli: Which one was that, again?

; curved and bright, but it was made by real elves,

ESM: As opposed to FAKE elves.

so it had true elvish carvings and was more beautiful.

Elladan: Duh.
ESM: You should sign up for a debate competition. I'm sure you'd win.
Elladan: Oi, I can just FEEL the sarcasm dripping from your tongue.
ESM: You're scaring me...

(ALRIGHT!!!!if you want to know the rest of the chapter which I was going to write, go to page 422 third paragragh and read to Pg425 the end of the first paragraph

ESM: Of the Life of Isabella of Spain? Wind in the Willows? Where's Waldo Collection?

and as for edward, you can come over sometime and i'll show you 'cause you don't have the books. anyways thankyou for reading. )

Gimli: I noticed my present wasn't mentioned.
Boromir: Neither was Frodo's.
Eowyn: Apparently someone decided there could only be seven Gift-takers, and Naurien had to be one of them.
::lights go on::
ESM: Good news people! Only One More Chapter!
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ESM: Oh, NOOO!!!!! The kid UPDATED! There are now FOUR MORE CHAPTERS! ::has mild seizure::