Friday, November 29, 2013

Elrond's Quest: Chapter 5

                                                                  By Lynzie Coller

                                                                 The Country of Hitheagl

"How much longer do we have until we reach Hitheagl?" Sam asked, as he tugged at the straps of his pack, which slapped against his back cruelly.
Gandalf rubbed his chin with satisfaction, then turned to Sam, and answered, "We are almost done going past Hitheagl."
Sam stared at the wizard for a moment, then nodded.


Walking beside Aragorn, Legolas looked about the wide gardens of Rivendell, breathing in the fresh air.
"It feels wonderful to breath in fresh clean air in heart, now that darkness is long gone." He said, smiling.
Aragorn nodded his head, and picked at a large apple near his head.
Biting into the crispiness, he smiled at Legolas.
Legolas grinned, then ran to a low branch on the apple tree.
Reaching it, he jumped and caught the branch tightly, then swung himself up onto the branch.
Climbing each branch at a time, he finally reached the crispy red fruit that had caught his eye.
Aragorn laughed, and raced to the tree, and looked up at the Elf.
"Found one?" He asked, laughing.
Legolas nodded, and jumped from the tree, landing without a noise on his feet.
"Found what?" A voice softly asked behind them.
An Elf with long blond hair, tall, and a voice like a harp, came up behind them.
"Glorfindel!" Aragorn exclaimed, embracing the Elf. " I thought you were long gone from Middle-earth years ago."
Glorfindel laughed softly, and his voice rang like a note upon the harp, beautiful, yet full of wisdom and strength.
"Never, have I left Rivendell. But, only for a short time, such as guiding Frodo to Rivendell when he was struck from the Ringwraith blade, and one other time I had left Rivendell, but most, I lingered in Rivendell." He answered.
"Why then, did I not see you at the Council?" Legolas asked.
"I was there, hidden in the shadow of a tree, behind Elrond. I was there." Glorfindel answered.
"Either way, it is a wonderful surprise to see you again, my friend." Aragorn replied.
Glorfindel knelt at Aragorn's feet, and said, "I am forever your servant, Lord Elessar."
Then to Legolas he too knelt, and placed his hand over his heart, saying, "Ernil Legolas Calanlas Thrandulion i Mirkwood, ion Thranduil, enmet omentieluo. (Prince Legolas Greenleaf Thrandulion, son of Thranduil, again, we two meet.)"
Then, rising to his feet, he beckoned them to come, saying, "Come, my friends, I have prepared a meal for you."
The two followed him out of the gardens, and towards the Homely House of Elrond.


Ever farther the four traveled on, soon reaching the last mountains of Hithaegl, and soon entered the ancient realm of Angmar, the home of the Witch King, who now is of no more.
Sam, who sat in the front of Elrond on Eldar, stared at the evil black mountains, which thankfully, contained no evil, but still, after nine years of peace, looked strangely full of some sort of evil.
"Carn Dum in two days shall soon be in sight, Frodo." Gandalf explained to Frodo, who sat in front of him on Shadowfax, who quickly trotted through the pass between the mountains of Angmar.
Frodo looked about him, frowning.
Sam, who had ridden with Elrond, looked up at the Elvish Lord, watching him with sudden interest
Closer up, Elrond seemed very tired, and worn, but still held a great strength and light of his own.
His grey eyes darted from left to right, searching, which reminded Sam of Legolas, whom he always forgot the name, when speaking to the Elf.
Sam missed the Elf, come to think of it, he thought.
He missed the quick hand that Legolas had when he knocked his arrows to the string of his great bow.
He missed the keen bright eyes, as they scanned the landscape before him.
But what he missed the most was the behavior of the Elf.
Legolas had a sense of humor that no other Elf had, and sometimes he acted like a young boy, wanting to make mischief and learn new things that others do not.
"Mister Frodo?" He finally said out loud.
Frodo's head peaked out from the side of Gandalf, and asked, "What is it Sam?"
Sam cleared his throat, which echoed across the passageway, bouncing off the mountains.
Answering, he said, "Did you ever grow fond of one of the members, besides the ones you knew? Like Boromir, or Gimli, or..."
"Legolas?" Frodo asked.
Sam nodded and added, "Did you ever had a feel for one of them, like, a special friendship feeling, not like close friendship feeling, but a friendship feeling of love?"
Frodo nodded his head, and asked, "You miss Legolas, don't you?"
Sam nodded.
Frodo chuckled.
They journeyed the last few hours, before dusk fell, and darkness came suddenly.
They set up camp quickly, while Sam built a fire.
Setting a pot by the fire, he left to search for water.
Finding no clean water, he trudged back to camp, and found the pot filled with water, with rabbit meat and carrots.
He slowly walked towards the pot and stared at it.
"What this soup needs are taters." He said, as he pulled out three golden potatoes, and chopped them up with his war knife, then stuck them into the pot. (
"Supper will be ready in a few minutes!" He called, which echoed across the mountains.
Elrond, who stood near by, quickly brought his fingers to his lips, and said, "Not so loud, Master Samwise. If there is even a bit of loud noise, it could start an avalanche."
Sam coward back, embarrassed, and confused.
In a few moments, the stew was ready, and he dished it out into bowls, and handed it out to the others.
They took them gladly and ate with hearty stomachs, until their bellies were full, then the hobbits laid down their heads on the ground and soon fell fast asleep.
Gandalf sat on a low rock, watching the stars as they twinkled happily in the sky, and watched the moon as he slowly circled the sky, changing the directions every time.
Elrond lay his head down near him, and he too watched the stars, until he fell asleep.
Later on that night, Sam woke up to hear a soft voice, singing far away in the night.
He looked to see if it was Frodo, but he was asleep, and Elrond and Gandalf were whispering to each other.
What was that voice then?
He listened silently to the voice, piking out words as it sang, such as 'mellon', 'rudh', and 'Samwise'.
Who could be singing?
Rising slowly, he went to Gandalf's side, and laid a hand on the haunched shoulder of the old ancient wizard.
"Gandalf?" He whispered.
Gandalf's head left the sky, and his eyes met Sam's.
"It is Legolas, who sings to you, Sam. I heard you speaking to Frodo earlier today about the Elf.
Legolas has a feeling for you also Sam.
This is what he told me:
"I have always had a feeling for a special hobbit, Gandalf.
Not Frodo, who is kind and strong, or the mischievous Meridoc, or Peregrin, but for Samwise Gamgee, Gandalf. 
He was so strong-hearted, and kept on going in times of lingering darkness, and never gave up on Master Frodo.
He always kept a smile on his face in times of weakness, and always talked about home, the Shire.
He told me about all the flowers and vegetables that he grew in Frodo's garden, and showed me how to make his soup in an easy way.
I enjoyed Samwise, and miss him dearly."
That is what he told me."Gandalf answered.
Sam smiled, and pulled a strand of curly hair from his face.
"Did he say all of that?" He asked.
"Gandald nodded his head, answering, "Every word."
Sam left Gandalf's side, and laid back on his blanket.
Listening to the voice of Legolas, he fell fast asleep.

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

This post I had to write his morning, after what seemed like an unknown nightmare for two weeks.
One of my best friends, Samuel, gave me a Thor comic book.
It was an interesting comic book, full of action pictures that caught my eye instantly.
But what I didn't know, was, I was being tempted into a nightmare that I never dreamed that I would be in.
In the ancient days in Rome and Greece, many false gods, or, idols, here created at the time: Zeus, Loki, Neptune, and Thor, which led me slowly to my nightmare.
At first, when Sam's mother brought the comic book over, I was over excited.
Here was my chance to change a god into a hero, and draw the character with the cool winged helmet and magical mallet.
But the problem was, I couldn't change him, he just stuck being a false god.
I started to get a sick feeling in my stomach, like I ate something really gross, but it was ten times worse.
Like think of the most disgusting thing that you hated when you were little, then think of it ten times as worse.
That's how I felt, only in the inside.
I ate something slimy, and I couldn't get it out, and I didn't want to.
I wanted to make a change with this Thor.
Two weeks passed by, and I drew and read that comic book over and over again, until this morning, when me and Selah had a conversation about Thor.
Mama sat at the other end of the table, listening.
Cutting us off, she asked if I knew what Thor really was, and my answer was yes.
Explaining to me that Satan had used this god as a hero, she told me that pretty soon, either me and she would have to stop this.
My head began to swim with questions, fighting off the Holy Spirit, but in the end, my Love for God won over the sick feeling.
Entering my room, I yanked the comic book, and pictures out of my desk, and stuck them into the garbage can, saying, "Good-bye nightmare!!"
It seemed like everything was over, once I apologized to Mama for disobeying her, but it wasn't over yet.
I had one more Heavenly Being that I had to apologize to: God.
Walking slowly to my room, I laid down on my bed, and told God how sorry and foolish I was.
Then, it came to me: why not create a hero of my own, using the silver winged helmet, and red cape.
An angel warrior, of course!!
I still had a warrior, but, and angel instead, a heavenly being of light.
Giant silver wings, the silver winged-helmet, and a red crimson cape, as red as the blood of Jesus Christ.
But, I till have one problem, a name.
Majestic names for angels is the hardest thing, like Michael and Gabriel.
That's a little hard.
So, if you have any ideas, please send them to me.
Thanks, and my God's light shine through you all!!

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Fashion Designs

(These designs I just made up from a game)

Arwen Undomiel

Rainbow Bright

Marie Antoinett

Queen of Hearts

Sunday, November 24, 2013

So, I thought that maybe I should introduce myself more clearly, so that y'all get the idea of who I am, and what kind of a person I am.
I am a 13 year old homeschooling child of nine children, me being the oldest, and I have many responsibilities in the home.
I am very proud of being the oldest and have many responsibilities, but it can get hard sometimes, as all oldest daughters know. :)
Why I have this blog full of writing is, I LOVE to write, which is mostly what I do every day when I am not helping out in the house.
I write everywhere: in the car, the kitchen, the living room, my room, when watching TV, and so many more places.
I cannot live without writing...BUT... I also have other hobbies that I enjoy:                                  
                                                                 Dressing up
                                                            Fashion Designing
Sleeping :)
And so many more things!
Homeschooling is the best thing that has ever happened to me in my life.
I feel so free, unlike many other girls that I do know, who despretly wish to be homescooled.
And I feel for them. :)
I am  very proud to be a BIG sister, and I mean BIG!!!
Nine children is a very big thing to help with:

Michael (12)
Elisha (10)
Cainan (9)
Selah (7)
Avalon (4)
Liam (3)
Kynthia (2)

And it's pretty funny to watch people's faces when I tell them that I'm the oldest of TEN children!!!
"WOW!! Really? You've got a lot of responsibilities, don't you?" They usually say.
And I am proud of it.
Another one of my favorite hobbies is dressing up in different costumes, even just when going to the store, or a drive.
I don't buy the costumes, or make them on the sewing machine, but just put together clothes from my closet, ordinary clothing, and switch it into a costume.
One of my favorite costumes, (my best so far) is my Legolas Lord of the Rings costume, shown here:

The costume contains:

White knit turtleneck
Tan cotton vest
Black sweatpants
Knee-high boots
Black belt with a silver buckle
Grey sweater with the sleeves on the inside, pinned at the neck with a peacock feathered brooch
Two belts criss-crossed over the chest
Two swords hung on the belts in the back (not shown)
Armlits (made from socks)
Elf ear tips
And Legolas' famous do, swept back braid, and two braids on either side of the Elf ears.

It's a pretty cool costume!
Usually when I walk around in costume, I get so many looks, it feels strange.
But as one gentleman told me in Wal-Mart last night, before the lighting of the town square, "No matter what people say, just keep being yourself."
And I am proud of it.

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

I thought this was ridiculous. I love it.

Monday, September 9, 2013     

 I am Marianne Dashwood
Take the Jane Austen Character Quiz here

Here is a fun quiz that I found on a blog, called Tea in a Teacup.
So far, the one I am is Marianne Dashwood.

Sunday, August 18, 2013

These pictures are quite interesting, and beautiful.
God's work is amazing, creating butterflies with wings that look like glass, and you can see the scenery behind the wings.

Friday, August 2, 2013

Legolas Greenleaf Thrandulion: Prince of Mirkwood

Legolas Greenleaf Thrandulion was origanaly named Galdor of Mirkwood, if your wanting to know,(the Treason of Isengard, by Christopher Tolkien.)

Normally you would read about silly little Elves who like to play tricks on humans, such as the Leprechauns in Irish Folk Tales, or the Elves that work in Santa's toy factory.
The Elves in Tolkien's wonderful story, the Lord of the Rings, the Hobbit, and so many more, are unlike the Elves that we make up in stories, just to be funny.
Tolkien's Elves are different then the Elves of other tales.
They have a better understanding in life then the little people, as we call them.
Also, they normally don't put magic spells on humans, but sometimes they do, just to keep themselves safe, or secrets unknown.
The Elves also look different then shoe maker Elves.
The shoe maker Elves have big pointed ears, beards, chubby little legs, long noses and smiling red mouths, though mischief in their eyes.

The Elves in Tolkien's story are different.
Tall, long haired (mostly blond or brown, but some, such as Celeborn of Lothlorien, have pure white hair) and are mostly warriors.
Their eyes are bright and keen, and can shoot birds eyes in the middle of the night.
They also sing, as pretty much any folk-tale Elf would do, though these Elves sing in their own language.
They also love nature, and live right with it, but they love the stars the most out of all.
Legolas, on the other hand, is not as quiet and peaceful as some are, (in most cases, he's not).
Legolas acts somewhat like a boy, laughing, smiling, and curious in many ways, (though I would have to warn you that in the LORD OF THE RINGS movies, he's quiet and peaceful and very stern.)
Legolas has a tend to see things clearly and farther away, and has a gift of excellent fighting skills with his bow and long knives. 
Legolas ( His name meaning 'leaf' which tells that he belongs in the kingdom, Mirkwood, or Greenwood the Great) is also the crown prince of Mirkwood, and son of Thranduil, the king of Mirkwood.

Wise and lover of sapphires and white gems, Thranduil cares for his heir to the throne.
He watches the future king of his loving kingdom, but he seldom ever cares for others, mostly locked up in his own mind, and normally loses his temper with others. A brave warrior, Thranduil fought along side with his father, Orophin, in the battle of the Second Age, when Legolas was only a young Elven boy. As the tale goes in the latest movie, (The Hobbit: Battle of the Five Armies) Thranduil is a cold-hearted elf in the movie. (not compared to him in the book.) The reason for such a cold heart is, as the story says, Thranduil created a beautiful necklace, of his own design, and begged Thror to build it. It was made of the clearest gems, the White Gems of Lasgalan, a gem commonly loved by Elves. Such a gift was for his wife, as a loving kindness. But alas, Thror became greedy, (as usual) and kept the necklace for his own. Thranduil was furious of such a thing, and before he could retrieve the gift, his wife died.(unknowingly, because Tolkien never really mention Legolas' mother.) 
Legolas looks up to his father, even with the hatred and selfishness his father owns. 

Elves also become quite close to humans as friends the most, such as Aragorn, the king of Gondor.
He and Legolas share a friendship between each other that is very old, 

though he has a hard time with the other human, Boromir, the future steward of Gondor.
(Here in the picture from left to right is, Aragorn, Gimli, Boromir, Legolas and Haldir)

Legolas also becomes friends with a bitter enemy, a Dwarf named Gimli, the son of Gloin of Moria.
Normally, Elves and Dwarves hate each other, and would do no such thing with each other, but the bondage between Legolas and Gimli grew stronger with every step that they took together.

Between Dwarf and Elf, Legolas and Gimli soon to care for each other as if they were brothers, and soon sail away when the War of the Ring ended in the Return of the King.
(For those who cannot read this clearly, it says:
Gimli: Never thought I'd die fighting side by side with an Elf.

Legolas: What about side by side with a friend?)

Tolkien's loving character, Legolas Greenleaf Thandulion became legend in history of Middle-earth.

If you guys enjoyed this post, hop over to my post about Thranduil!