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An Elf Love-Chp 10 (Finale)
You run and run and run until you can't run any longer. When you stop, you realize you have run into Fanghorn Forest. You're thinking: This is a lot of trees...Maybe I should turn back or go somewhere else...
You realize that you're too tired to even walk. You sit on a root when suddenly a huge hand-like branch picks you up.
You scream bloody murder and hit out at the branch and soon find yourself staring face to face with an old Ent (not Treebeard) who somehow wasn't able to join the fight with the rest of the Ents.
Ent: Ahh, I know you. You're the one rumoured to be the creator of this world. Glad to see you.
You: *laugh nervously* Pleasure's all mine.
Ent: Why are you here in this dark forest, young lady.
You tell him about your predicament. Somehow you feel that after the birth, you are slightly in control, but still have the evil urge to pulverize everything in your path.
Ent: Seems like you do have a slight split personality.
An Elf Love-Chp 9
So you're up the duff with Leggy's kid and it has been a couple of days since you've been locked up in the room away from Saruman and Sauron. You feel in denial and disbelief: Damn...! I'm a mother now!
Throughout the pregnancy, the evil you slowly subsides and the real you surfaces out inch by inch. You begin to feel like yourself again. You even notice the difference by the change of colour on your eyes and hair. The weird thing is, the baby inside you grows very fast. A week is equivalent to a month's pregnancy. Within 7 weeks, you look like a 7-month blownup balloon.
Whatever your feelings are now, there's no turning back. You try to relate this to Eowyn (who has been your 'nanny') and she says that it could be because of you being a Prophesied One and Leggy being the elf that triggered this baby's growth spurt. One day, on the 8th week, you are about to sleep when Leggy comes in and locks the door behind him.
Leggy: How are you feelin
I wonder if you're enjoying
the curvature of her back.
The spine, a row of ossified crowns
crowded and curved around that defining neural superhighway;
that extension cord,
adventurously connecting the visceral
to the peripheral.
The horseshoe crab vertebrae
scuttle to break through skin at your touch;
a defining shiver.
I see your hands
around the rounded hills of her shoulders.
Scapulae jutting out with the extremity of the bend,
like a chicken's wings.
And the bands of these dorsal muscles
stand up like wings,
cast shadows in the dimples of the pelvis that she lifts;
that will fold o
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