Kate and Haldir - Prologue-A Mysterious Stranger comes to Lorien

The girl wandered in the woods searching aimlessly for something. What am I doing here? Who am I? Why does my back hurt so much? These were the thoughts running through her head. Her torn green dress was hiked above her knees in order for her to walk. She was covered in dirt as rain splattered gently upon her now tangled rich auburn hair. It was dark and too dark to see her beautiful eyes of a deep turquoise, which glittered like emeralds in the sunlight. If her odd exquisite color of her eyes weren't enough, there was also added a surrounding ring of pure endless dark violet light. Anyone looking upon her would not forget her or her radiant beauty. Her bare feet ambled along striking dirt and sticks under her.

Suddenly she heard a piercing howl. She stiffened when she saw two red eyes approaching closer followed by a low growl. Then it was upon her before she knew it. The wolf sank its teeth deep into her shoulder. Her piercing scream echoed throughout the forest. She rolled over and pinned the wolf down sending a fist into its body. She stood up as the others neared her. Suddenly, an arrow struck the leader. More poured forth from the trees hitting each one with deadly results. The remaining wolves retreated into the forest. A tall elf with long golden hair and a handsome face bearing a bow stood in front of her.

"What business have you in Lorien?"

She fell to the ground from her wound, and everything went black.

He carried her through Cerin Amroth simply gazing upon the girl in silence. He did not know who she was but knew her for she was Luthien Tinuviel, Nimrodel, Niniel, Arwen Evenstar. She was all of the fairest maidens of old most like Nimrodel and Tinuviel. She took upon the appearance of an elf yet she did not seem elven. He walked into the open space where a great mound covered in grass lay to the left. Two trees grew upon the mound. Higher than the highest trees in the whole forest they rose their bark shining like snow. They were mallorn trees laden with gold. A gleaming white flet gleaming a bright white. Small golden flowers here bloomed shaped like stars. He wished to stay at Cerin Amroth, but she needed healing, and Caras Galadhon was north far. He walked through the gates still carrying the precious jewel in his arms. He went along many paths and climbed many stairs. He finally reached the wide lawn where a fountain of crystal shimmered. Silver lamps were lit for it was dark. Beautiful mighty trees leaned to the south. Beside the trees rested a white ladder where three elves stood. They stood up when they saw Haldir approach. They were clothed in long white cloaks and grey mail. They allowed Haldir to pass. Rumil walked beside his brother as did Orophin. They both equally stared at the girl in his arms.

"What happened?" Rumil asked.

"She was attacked by wolves."

"What was a she-elf doing so far out in the woods?" Orophin wondered.

"I know not. She needs healing."

"I do not recognize her," Rumil said.

"Nor do I," Haldir answered. "She is not one of our kin or even of Lorien. But I must take her to the Healing Houses. I shall not be long. I shall give her the house beside Miriel. She is a good elf and will look after her."

"But Miriel-" Orophin objected.

"I know, I know. But she will do this for me I think. I hope. Alert Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel of her coming."

Miriel was a rather proud she-elf who had long been an admirer of Haldir. He had never desired her, and she was terribly angered by his disregard for her.

Haldir walked long up the stairs until he reached the Houses of Healing of Lorien. He laid her gently upon one of the beds turning her onto her back. There were no others in the Houses. Perfectly understandable since everything was at peace. He ripped the fabric of her back revealing the bloody gash upon her shoulder. But he noticed something else as well. There were two deep embedded gashes on her back. One also was fixed upon her neck. It looked as though something was in them, but he could not tell what. He was not as experienced as some of the other healers so he would let it He laid her gently upon one of the beds turning her onto her back. There were no others in the Houses. Perfectly understandable since everything was at peace. He ripped the fabric of her back revealing the bloody gash upon her shoulder. But he noticed something else as well. There were two deep embedded gashes on her back. One also was fixed upon her neck. It looked as though something was in them, but he could not tell what. He was not as experienced as some of the other healers so he would let it be. He traced the many scars upon her back knowing that she had seen many battles or had been tortured. Who was she? It made him wonder.

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