Hi, just a little about myself. Since the age I could read a book, I've always had a passion for writing stories and I've continued ever since. Taking famous characters from films and books and weaving my own style of fantasy into my own stories. One day, I hope to write my own story and maybe get it published for others to enjoy my own creations.

I have changed my username, it was originally 'Oakenshield's Star'. I am the author of all my stories, which I will be updating very soon.

Stories That Are In Process

Written In The Stars (Thor/The Hobbit Cross Over) Have not given up, new chapters will be here soon.

Out Of The Blue (Doctor Who/The Hobbit Cross Over)

Hidden Secrets (Dragon Age/The Hobbit/Lord Of The Rings Cross Over)

Spiders And The Elven King

The Promise

Tomorrow's Girl (Detroit Become Human/Doctor Who) Coming Soon

An Extraordinary Journey (I haven't given up on this and will be updating soon!) (Merlin/The Hobbit Cross Over)

Film quotes from The Lord Of The Rings, that mean something to me.

Frodo: You're late.

Gandalf: A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to.

Frodo: I wish the ring had never come to me. I wish none of this had happened.

Gandalf: So do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us. There are other forces at work in this world Frodo, besides the will of evil. Bilbo was meant to find the Ring. In which case, you were also meant to have it. And that is an encouraging thought.

Boromir: One does not simply walk into Mordor. Its Black Gates are guarded by more than just Orcs. There is evil there that does not sleep, and the Great Eye is ever watchful. It is a barren wasteland, riddled with fire and ash and dust, the very air you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with ten thousand men could you do this. It is folly.

Frodo: I can't do this, Sam.

Sam: I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories, Mister. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were and sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come and when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.

Frodo: What are we holding onto, Sam?

Sam: That there's some good in this world, Mister. Frodo... and it's worth fighting for.

Gimli: What's happening out there? (As he tries and fails to look over the wall)

Legolas: Shall I describe it to you?

Gimli looks at Legolas

Gimli: Hmm?

Legolas: Or would you like me to find you a box?

Gimli roars with laughter

Legolas: Final count...42

Gimli: Forty two? That's not bad for a pointy eared Elvish Princeling.

Legolas now frowns at Gimli

Gimli: I myself am sitting pretty on 43

Without any warning, Legolas uses his bow and shoots an arrow between Gimli's leg

Legolas: 43

Gimli appears shocked at these turn of events say's,

Gimli: He was already dead.

Legolas: He was twitching.

Gimli: He was twitching because he's got my axe embedded in his nervous system!