Imagine being from the race of men but also being very short for a human. Nobody in the village you grew up in likes you and you're barely tolerated. You feel very lonely but that changes soon after the company arrives in the village and the blond haired prince Fili takes a great liking to you, even inviting you to join them on their way to Erebor.
Imagine being from the race of men but also being very short for a human. Nobody in the village you grew up in likes you and you’re barely tolerated. You feel very lonely but that changes soon after the company arrives in the village and the blond haired prince Fili takes a great liking to you, even inviting you to join them on their way to Erebor.
caught a glimpse of blonde hair through the village. It was pale and glinted in
the most familiar way, Bellamy was rushing towards it with no thought. Trying
to catch the person’s face and see if it was really her, really Clarke.
he finally saw her, finally made eye contact with her, it was a moment of
happiness, of elation, of everything in the world being right for once. Just
once though, because this hulking figure of a man stepped in front of her - to
say he was built like a bear, would have been an understatement.
name fell from his lips, uttered half like a prayer and half a curse. He watched,
unblinkingly, unable to comprehend what was happening in front of him as the
Bear drew a sword from his back – even from this distance Bellamy could see the
blood staining the hilt.
With its sinister blonde children, the movie appealed to a fear that may be archaic: the anxiety that our children aren’t really ours (the real dad is a milkman or salesman or old boyfriend or something). In the age of paternity tests, this fear is lessened…so it wouldn’t surprise me that no remake is anywhere near the horizon.
A/N: I know it’s not angsty at all right now, but please bare with me that it will be sooner or later. There can’t be betrayal and heartbreak without trust and friendship first. .
Anna sighed looking around the dense forest. Thankfully it hadn’t been torn by conflict yet, but it was painfully boring, but most of all- her stomach growled. “Maybe I should have accepted the villager’s meal.”
Not far from the forest was a village that had been torn apart by dragon’s civil war. The blonde mage had passed by when they needed help rebuilding their houses, so for a period she did stay there to help them rebuild. They had offered her food for her travels, but seeing as how hungry they already were- she cheerfully waved off their offer, saying that she could probably find food in the next village.
Anna knew there was already too much sorrow and hunger in the world. Her stomach growled more loudly. The blonde mage surveyed her surroundings. “I wonder if there’s a…. ah, lucky!”
Amidst the huge emerald forest was an apple tree. Its ruby fruits beckoned to her hunger the second she laid eyes on it. Unfortunately, it was on a high cliff set apart from the rest of the trees. She could have asked her spirits to obtain the apples, but where would the fun be in that?
Life’s an adventure!
After making sure her belongings were secure on her back, Anna traced her path up the apple tree and with a boot in between a gap between rocks and her hands gripping the edges she climbed. Once she reached the ledge to the apple tree, Anna let out a sigh of relief before hoisting the rest of her body up and sat on the ledge letting her sore muscles rest for a minute while she took off her messenger bag. Turning around, Anna looked around the apple tree behind it was a cave cut out of the cliff. The bottomless cave could be filled with bats and crystals, but that’s what makes nature more alluring in Anna’s opinion.
Curiosity snagged her as she swung her dangling legs back onto the ledge, stood up, and walked over the cave. Plucking some apples from the tree branches, the blonde mage went over to the entrance of the cave. Only to see a pair of large golden slitted eyes staring right back at her. With a startled yelp, Anna quickly scrambled back with a few apples dropped from her cradling arms as the beast stepped into view. A dragon. Her heart slammed against her ribcage multiple times, her hands were already trembling with sweat. Even after ten years the fear of the kings of their world was still in her heart. The dragon released an ear splitting roar,
Anna covered her ears as the ledge shook with the apples rolling away. Anna saw the dragon draw closer to her. Looking back to the edge of the cliff for a moment then back to the dragon, the blonde mage took a deep breath turned her back to the dragon with the space she had left on the cliff Anna ran as fast as she could before leaping into the air. A short fall that was cushioned by the trees- or so she hoped. In reality it was a mess, branches poked her- nearly got blinded by a branch brushing past her eyelids, leaves were in her hair, it was simple an awkward tumble down. Anna braced herself for the pain in her back and head after colliding with the ground- but it never came.
Anna opened her eyes to see a man supporting her. He was a muscular man with long untamed dark blue hair. Vaguely she wondered how his wild hair would feel in her fingers. His green eyed gaze was sharp, but Anna could see the curiosity with speckles of amusement in his eyes. He looked up to the tree where she had fallen and asked, “What were you doing up there?”
“Uh-” Before she could voice out her reply the branch of the tree shook, Anna felt the man tense as if he was ready for a battle then an apple dropped into her hands. His incredulous stare went from the apple to her face, and with a sheepish look on her face Anna offered, “Apple?”
The witch sending the baker and his wife into the woods for the potion ingredients was a bit illogical because you’d think any decent medieval village would’ve had a farmer, a tailor, a blonde person and a shoemaker like down the road from the bakery.