Seriously...you would think that I would stop posting this stuff....
Nah....
So I decided to write a prequel to Evelyn's past because I thought it would be nice to write about it; and because some of you might be interested; and also if my writing was confusing you.....
Somehow, this cover is not posting here, but the title is: Rising Eagle for those interested; and also for those that are not.
Warning: This story is pretty dark; at least by my standards. It starts when Evelyn is a child and her life up to the Fellowship of the Ring.
Sneak Peak:
"Even the smallest person can change the course of the future."
-JRR Tolkien Lord of the Rings
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Disappointment.
"Your mother is dead."
Grief.
A new, beautiful face looming in front of my eyes; her face smiling but her eyes colder than an abyss. "I will be your new mother now."
Anger.
"Listen to me well," the woman snapped, "do not fool yourself. I do not love you-- no one does. Your father has a new woman, and that is me. Step out of line and I will kill you."
A simple lesson.
"Straighten your back, Genevieve," my father orders, "you are royalty. Act like it."
Indaron.
I am Genevieve Indaron.
A slap brings me down...
Genevieve Indaron.
My new mother beats me.
Genevieve Indaron.
I taste blood on the corner of my mouth. Blood is red; dropping down like salted dew. It would not be the last time I see blood.
I am Genevieve Indaron.
Princess of Shanelor.
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Lord of the Rings Fanfic- The Tale of Evelyn
Fanfiction" As wild as the Rangers of the North, as brutal as the Orcs, and as beautiful as the Elves." Evelyn is known as many things: a warrior, a bad attitude, destruction embodied, and a person with a record of vaporizing anyone that she didn't...
