Our phones are more dangerous than we think. Sure, they can explode in our hands or slice our fingers with a cracked screen-but the real threat isn't physical. It's invisible. You probably assume your phone is being tracked-by your service provider, maybe the government, or the occasional hacker you've somehow annoyed. But what if someone else was watching? Someone with one name. No face. Jade Lewis lives in Trentonville, New Hardan-a fictional Pacific Northwest town where it rains a little too often and secrets soak deep into the soil. She's got the latest A-Phone 17, and a college life that's finally settling into something good. Until she gets one spam text. And everything changes.

'Doomed sleep until the time When it is right to awaken Unaware of the mountain she must climb Her past, present, and future forced to be forsaken, The maiden sleeps, unwilling to stir Until the loud, blaring horn, causing the ground to be shaken, Raises her from the dead, and into action she is spurred.' When a young girl wakes up in the middle of a forest in the company of a strange, hooded figure who claims to be her guide, she is unaware of what to do. She cannot recall how she got there, why she might be there, or even what her own name is. Unsure and afraid, she must force herself to trust the unusual man to lead her across Middle Earth to Lothlórien, where it is said that the lady Galadriel can give her answers about her identity and her purpose, which could very well change the course of her world's history. (A Lord of the Rings Story) *I am aware that there are two forms of Elvish; I will be using both as I am able to translate as needed. **I have noticed that many LOTR stories have very similar storylines on here. If you are reading this and you feel that it is a copy of your own, please let me know and I will try to fix it so that it is not so similar. ***All rights belong to J.R.R. Tolkien and New Line Cinema. As everyone always says: No copyright infringement intended.