A/n oooohh. New story, MWWAHAHAHA! Incase you don't notice while reading
the story this will be a crossover between Lord of the Rings and Harry
Potter, oh the fun!
Of Mortals and Immortals
Chapter 1 Prologue
The two figures made their way over towards the rocking ship slowly as if to prolong their time on the land. They were on a beach looking out over the open sea, which at the moment look very much calm and serene. A group of elves were finishing loading the boat all looking anxious excited and frightened at the same in place of their usual calm masked faces.
The first figure looked short and elderly an frail against his taller companion beside him who was obviously an elf, looking beautiful but with a look of sadness upon his lovely features.
The first figure was a dwarf with a ginger beard and hair with white streaks through it. Heavy armour covered almost all of his short body along with the axes he carried even though almost all evil had been washed from the earth. The stubborn creature stopped a few feet from the boat and asked the elf beside him the question he had asked him for months, "Will you be travelling with us?" The dwarf's eyes met his companions hopefully.
"No." The tall figure broke the eye contact and looked back towards the land with its tree's, streams and mountains. "I don't think I will ever leave-"
"Please, come with us? This is the last ship to the grey heavens you must come!" The dwarf interrupted trying to draw his friends' attention.
"You know I would like the adventure but my heart stays with the land even with the call of the sea. I am the last elfin royalty, the last one to guide my people."
The dwarf scoffed at this, "Yes, the few hundred. Why? Why, would you or them leave?"
"We simply love this land too much to see it ruined in the future." The tall figure knelt down beside his friend. The dwarf was surprised to find tears in the elf's eyes as the elf turn his head towards him, his friend never cried not even when he though all had been lost. "This is the curse of being immortal." Tears now ran down his face, which remain beautiful even when such sadness lay behind it.
"I will miss your company." The dwarf said as tears trickled down his face. "I will see you in the afterlife, eventually."
The elf drew his friend into a hug as he said, "Say hello to Aragon for me and the rest of the fellowship....and to my sister."
The dwarf drew away drying his eyes nodding. He climbed aboard the ship and as a last farewell shouted out an elfish goodbye waving as the ship sailed away.
Legolas waved back sadly trying to smile as his last friend drew away from his life.
Of Mortals and Immortals
Chapter 1 Prologue
The two figures made their way over towards the rocking ship slowly as if to prolong their time on the land. They were on a beach looking out over the open sea, which at the moment look very much calm and serene. A group of elves were finishing loading the boat all looking anxious excited and frightened at the same in place of their usual calm masked faces.
The first figure looked short and elderly an frail against his taller companion beside him who was obviously an elf, looking beautiful but with a look of sadness upon his lovely features.
The first figure was a dwarf with a ginger beard and hair with white streaks through it. Heavy armour covered almost all of his short body along with the axes he carried even though almost all evil had been washed from the earth. The stubborn creature stopped a few feet from the boat and asked the elf beside him the question he had asked him for months, "Will you be travelling with us?" The dwarf's eyes met his companions hopefully.
"No." The tall figure broke the eye contact and looked back towards the land with its tree's, streams and mountains. "I don't think I will ever leave-"
"Please, come with us? This is the last ship to the grey heavens you must come!" The dwarf interrupted trying to draw his friends' attention.
"You know I would like the adventure but my heart stays with the land even with the call of the sea. I am the last elfin royalty, the last one to guide my people."
The dwarf scoffed at this, "Yes, the few hundred. Why? Why, would you or them leave?"
"We simply love this land too much to see it ruined in the future." The tall figure knelt down beside his friend. The dwarf was surprised to find tears in the elf's eyes as the elf turn his head towards him, his friend never cried not even when he though all had been lost. "This is the curse of being immortal." Tears now ran down his face, which remain beautiful even when such sadness lay behind it.
"I will miss your company." The dwarf said as tears trickled down his face. "I will see you in the afterlife, eventually."
The elf drew his friend into a hug as he said, "Say hello to Aragon for me and the rest of the fellowship....and to my sister."
The dwarf drew away drying his eyes nodding. He climbed aboard the ship and as a last farewell shouted out an elfish goodbye waving as the ship sailed away.
Legolas waved back sadly trying to smile as his last friend drew away from his life.