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-Eia
Prompt: Pirates of the Caribbean x Lord of the Rings crossover, Legolas' ship meets Will's at the boundary of worlds.
Note: I love this drabble. The concept is brilliant and I'm going to love all over the requester for thinking of it. I may have to write more about this idea, just because. :) I really hope you enjoy it!
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Horizon
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Wherefore are you going, traveler?
Nowhere slowly fast, and you?
The middle and end of everything was a very quiet place, only fathomless water and fathomless sky and a wind between them. Their voices fell flat on the resigned silver ripples and did not rise again.
I am bound for the furthest west, beyond the boundaries of the world.
A callused finger, extended away from the rising glow of the horizon.
Thataway, fair traveler.
The small, slender boat (more like a curled fallen leaf than something made by hands and fingers) pulled alongside the rotting monolith and paused, for a moment that might have been just a moment and might have been a year as well. It was very difficult to count time in a place where seconds and minutes had no borders.
Your name? I have seen many strange things from behind this helm, but never once such as you.
I? Until I left, my name was Legolas Greenleaf, and I was a prince. I do not know what my name will be now.
The wind, silent but insistent, tugged and whirled the little boat away from the barnacle-crusted flagship's side, away from the dark-haired and sad-eyed man who leaned over its railing.
A pleasure, once-prince. Mine is Will Turner, and this is my ship. I was once a blacksmith.
There was no more time for words. Though they did not seem to move, the sea and the sky seemed to draw apart, stretching the space between the vessels until they had to shout to make themselves heard over the expanding distance.
Fare thee well, once-blacksmith! Fair winds!
For you as well, my friend!
Dawn came with an emerald blaze of light on the horizon, and then there was only a leaf-boat on the endless blue, no trace of the great grey vessel which had also been there a moment before.
Words left behind in the empty space found their way to the once-prince's ears, and came to rest like seabirds in his morning-pale hair.
Fare thee well, traveller. May you find haven on yonder green shores. There is none there for me.
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A/N: Youko Astarael is a genius for thinking of this idea. I'm in total titillations contemplating it. XD