 Wonky Knee
Arwen rode on her white horse, not far behind Aragon and Gimli. She smiled as she listened to Gimli and Legolas and rode towards the front of the group. She silver crown glistning in the sunlight. Something was caught in her eyes. Perfect. She gently rubbed her eyes and opened them. Better. She looked around and she couldn't the the woods anymore. Whare are we? Her horse stopped abruptly. Instead of the woods, she was standing in front of a majestic and rather beautiful palace. the palace was a beautiful as her own palace. But she still couldn't work out where they were. She looked at the others and then back at the palace. "Where are we?"
Last edited by Faerilicious; 06-02-2007 at 05:31 AM.
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