Sierra Miyawaki is a Japanese Figure Skater, she likes to think that she's quite skilled in her sport as well but after a disappointing performance at the Japanese Nationals, Sierra is in a bit of a slump.
After many days of unproductive practice, s...
“The Hobbit” belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien, I only own my OC's. Any mentioned events with real-life personalities is a work of fiction.
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[AUTHOR'S NOTE]
So, I've been gone for a long time but since no one's reading this it's fine ㅋㅋㅋ
“This is English.” “This is Japanese.” This is MC's memories. “This is Sindarin.”
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1st Person P.O.V.
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The next time I woke up, I found myself in a well-lit room. The curtains that frame the door to the balcony was made up of some sort of sheer fabric that was dancing in the wind.
The bed I was in was soft with cream quilts and beddings strewn around it. Next to the bed was a little table that had an oil lamp. Looking around, I found my backpack in a little sofa made of some sort of wood.
"Whoa," I whispered. "I didn't know the ISU[1] books hotels this nice."
I sat up and went to the open door leading to the balcony, gasping loudly when I saw the view presented to me.
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The ethereal settlement? Village? was situated in a valley, guarded by mountains that had cascading waterfalls. The architecture was nothing to scoff at as well. If you ask me to describe the buildings I would that the main motifs of the architecture was graceful arcs and white buildings that rather than assert itself as the main dominant feature of he valley, instead blended in with the natural features of the valley.
As I looked around, I noticed that the village(?) lied in different elevations, with the house(?) or building(?) she was staying at located at the highest part and a small sprawl of houses in different parts of the valley connected by stone bridges. There were many trees around, with the sound of the waterfalls and the singing of the birds creating a nice symphony.
"Wow," I gazed around for a few moments. "Wait. This doesn't look like Nagoya. Where am I?"
