“Are you sure you’re alright?” Haldir asked her again as they neared the wood.
Kelsey thought for a moment. She wanted so much to freak out, to cry, scream, something, but she couldn’t. She felt awkward; here was this extremely good looking elf that was about 4000 years older than her, and she was from a totally different time and place. “No.”
He felt the same. He never was good with children. Or at least, that’s what he thought. “Can I do anything to help?”
‘Can you send me back to my time and place?’ she thought. She stopped. Looking to her left, she could see mountains. Right, a plain cut in half by a river. Behind, rocky hills (far off). “Are we really in Middle-earth? Am I really standing in front of you? Haldir, cheif of the guard of Lorien?”
“Unless my eyes diceive me, yes.” he pondered at why she was asking these questions.
“Just pinch me, on the arm.” she extended her right forearm out in front of him.
He pinched her. It hurt. His long fingers lingered on her arm, silent apologizing for hurting her. So, she really was there.
“We should get going. It’s getting dark.” He started again towards the forest, though it was at least a good 3 hours before nightfall. Kelsey followed, however reluctantly. She was trying to calm down. She didn’t show it, but she was panicking. How? Why? Well, she didn’t know how long this would last, but she made a promise to herself that she wouldn’t take it for granted.
They entered the forest about an hour later. He tried to make small talk for about 15 minutes, but his attempts were futile. The angle they were walking toward Lorien was one that didn’t need the use of a bridge, since they didn’t cross the river. It was an uneventful and long walk.
Kelsey was fine with the silence; she was busy sorting out her thoughts. Even playing out parts of the Lord of the Rings in her mind’s eye. Then she saw it. A light up ahead. She stepped out from under the trees and gasped. The city of the Galadrim lay before her.
It was amazing. The trees here were at least 100 feet tall; they formed a ring around a central tree that had to be more than 20 feet around.. She guessed this was were Haldir was taking her. At maybe 20 foot intervals, there were ‘bridges’ branching out from the massive middle tree, spaning the 50 foot space and then to the ring of the surrounding ones.
Haldir turned to the open-mouthed girl and told her. “We have to climb these stairs. If you need to stop, just say so.” and he proceeded on to a staircase that circled the mallorn, for that is what it was.
It was indeed a long stair; and particularly since Kelsey had been walking for the past hour and a half. She didn’t ask for a pause though. She stepped into a moderately sized chamber. No on was there. She didn’t have to wait long.
At the opposite side of the chamber, a light appeared. Then a foot, a hand, and then the whole body. Haldir bowed curtiously, but Kelsey couldn’t move. She was caught up in the beauty of this woman. She had seen many good-looking ladies in her time, models and such, but none so marvelous as she. Her golden hair, lighter than Kelsey’s but yellower than Haldir’s, cascaded down her back as she walked forward. She was dressed in a silky pale-yellow dress, with sleeves that fell past her hands. She nodded to Haldir, who left, leaving Kelsey alone with Galadriel.
“Who are you?” she asked in her deep, melodus voice. Somehow, no matter how much she tried, Kelsey couldn’t bring herself to lie to her.
“Kelsey…Kelsey Hunter.” she replied, barely breathing.
“Tell me, Kelsey Hunter, why you have come to Lorien.” she paused for a moment, her light grey eyes boring holes into Kelsey’s mind. “Why you have come to Middle-Earth.”
“I don’t know. All I know is that I have no idea how I did, it just happened.”
Galadriel just peered at her. “How old are you?” obviously concered about the girl’s young age.
“Thirteen.” Kelsey still couldn’t believe she was actually here. More accurately, wouldn’t believe. It defied the laws of physics… of reality… of logic. “Can I lay down, I need to tell you something.”
The Lady nodded. Kelsey went over to a couch that was up against the wall to her right. She layed down and closed her eyes.
“You are Galadriel, Lady of the Golden Wood.” She stated, trying to prove this reality.
“Arwen Evenstar is your granddaughter.”
“You and Celeborn had Celebrian.’
“How do you know that?”
But the girl continued. “Celebrian and Elrond had Arwen, Elrohir, and Elladan.”
“Arwen is in love with Aragorn.”
“Thrandruil is King of Mirkwood, and his son is Legolas.”
“The One Ring has been found.”
Galadriel was severely shaken by this young girl’s knowledge of this world. She wasn’t from here, but she knew so much…she whispered. “How do you know?“
“I don’t think I am allowed to tell you that.” she had seen enough sci-fi movies to know that you don’t mess with the past. So know she had to accept it; she indeed was in Middle-Earth. Kelsey took a deep breath and opened her eyes. Galadriel was standing about two feet from the couch, looking through gaping eyes at this marvel that lay befor her.
“I am really tired, do you think I could go to a room and sleep, then maybe talk some more tomorrow?” the girl asked the majestic elf in front of her.
“Yes. I think I’ll take you myself. Would you like anything to eat before you go to bed?”
“No. I’m okay. Thank you, though.” She followed Galadriel out.The truth was, she just wanted to be by herself for a while, to think about her situation. To try to accept this twisted reality.
Note: In the prologue it said that she aged by about ten years when she came to Middle-Earth, but I decided that she didn’t. She stays 13. Thanks for reading this!