2. In Wonderland: the fic that was my favorite LOTR fic before I discovered the one above. Whereas that story is an action/adventure, this is a tragic love story. It's Legolas/OC that is inspired by Alice In Wonderland, and it has an OC who begins as a Mary Sue but turns out to be anything but. It's a great love story, moving and heartbreaking and it takes your breath away. It's a very original plotline (a rare find!) and as a prequel it sets the stage, in a way, for the events of LOTR. This was my favorite LOTR fic for a long, long time... before I read Price Of Freedom. Honestly, both are equally great. This one is only 90,000 words, shorter than the other fic by a good 40,000, but it still feels very long, and very emotionally intense.
Snippet from chapter 4:
They were like dolls!
Perfect and beautiful and absolutely frightening! It was like having a meal with living statues. Only their eyes had seemed alive. All of their faces had been still and smooth and expressionless and... oh, the horror of being watched by a table of dolls! And to make matters worse, strange phrases and half-stories had pounded in her head relentlessly, screaming for her attention. She literally felt as if her head were about to split into two.
Kythe had smiled at her often and for awhile, that had been enough to settle Karalynn's jangled nerves but finally she could not take it anymore. The mixture of hunger, terror, and nervousness had made her light-headed and weak.
Though she had taken only a few bites, she felt as if she were going to empty the contents of her stomach at any moment.
She had to leave the table before that happened.
She ran and ran, not knowing where she was headed. She only knew she had to get as far away from those creatures as possible.
Karalynn made a sharp left and ran out of the hallway and into a grassy field. In the near distance, she could see the edge of a forest and that looked like heaven to her. She wanted to hide so badly. To go to sleep and wake up where she belonged, where there were no elves or kings or....
"Karalynn!"
She only had a second to register that someone had said her name before a hand grabbed her arm and spun her around.
Legolas' blue eyes were dark with worry as he looked at her and she tried vainly to pull her bare arm back from his soft hand.
"Karalynn, everything will be okay." he said firmly as she struggled away from him. "Come, let me take you to the..."
" 'There was a table set out under a tree in front of the house, and the March Hare and the Hatter were having tea at it: a Dormouse was sitting between them, fast asleep, and the other two were using it as a cushion, resting their elbows on it, and talking over its head!' " Karalynn said the thoughts in her mind out loud. "I don't know what it means! But these thoughts keep... and dolls at the table and... I don't know where Middle Earth is and..."
To her dismay, Legolas grabbed her other arm and his grip was like steel in a velvet glove.
"We'll help you figure it out." he said. "All of it. But later. You have to eat, Karalynn, you need your strength. I'll have your food sent to your room so that you can stay in bed and I'll stay...."
But before he could say another word, she doubled over in pain and emptied the meager contents of her stomach onto his body.
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part 2
Date: 2007-12-05 10:28 pm (UTC)And...
2. In Wonderland: the fic that was my favorite LOTR fic before I discovered the one above. Whereas that story is an action/adventure, this is a tragic love story. It's Legolas/OC that is inspired by Alice In Wonderland, and it has an OC who begins as a Mary Sue but turns out to be anything but. It's a great love story, moving and heartbreaking and it takes your breath away. It's a very original plotline (a rare find!) and as a prequel it sets the stage, in a way, for the events of LOTR. This was my favorite LOTR fic for a long, long time... before I read Price Of Freedom. Honestly, both are equally great. This one is only 90,000 words, shorter than the other fic by a good 40,000, but it still feels very long, and very emotionally intense.
Snippet from chapter 4:
They were like dolls!
Perfect and beautiful and absolutely frightening! It was like having a meal with living statues. Only their eyes had seemed alive. All of their faces had been still and smooth and expressionless and... oh, the horror of being watched by a table of dolls! And to make matters worse, strange phrases and half-stories had pounded in her head relentlessly, screaming for her attention. She literally felt as if her head were about to split into two.
Kythe had smiled at her often and for awhile, that had been enough to settle Karalynn's jangled nerves but finally she could not take it anymore. The mixture of hunger, terror, and nervousness had made her light-headed and weak.
Though she had taken only a few bites, she felt as if she were going to empty the contents of her stomach at any moment.
She had to leave the table before that happened.
She ran and ran, not knowing where she was headed. She only knew she had to get as far away from those creatures as possible.
Karalynn made a sharp left and ran out of the hallway and into a grassy field. In the near distance, she could see the edge of a forest and that looked like heaven to her. She wanted to hide so badly. To go to sleep and wake up where she belonged, where there were no elves or kings or....
"Karalynn!"
She only had a second to register that someone had said her name before a hand grabbed her arm and spun her around.
Legolas' blue eyes were dark with worry as he looked at her and she tried vainly to pull her bare arm back from his soft hand.
"Karalynn, everything will be okay." he said firmly as she struggled away from him. "Come, let me take you to the..."
" 'There was a table set out under a tree in front of the house, and the March Hare and the Hatter were having tea at it: a Dormouse was sitting between them, fast asleep, and the other two were using it as a cushion, resting their elbows on it, and talking over its head!' " Karalynn said the thoughts in her mind out loud. "I don't know what it means! But these thoughts keep... and dolls at the table and... I don't know where Middle Earth is and..."
To her dismay, Legolas grabbed her other arm and his grip was like steel in a velvet glove.
"We'll help you figure it out." he said. "All of it. But later. You have to eat, Karalynn, you need your strength. I'll have your food sent to your room so that you can stay in bed and I'll stay...."
But before he could say another word, she doubled over in pain and emptied the meager contents of her stomach onto his body.