Chapter 1:
It was another dark, damp day as they headed out of Imladris. It seemed like the bad weather was constantly following their every hadn't stoped raining for a whole week and when it did the snow started to unmercifully fall. Pippin was sat curled up in his warm wooly blanket with the rest of the fellowship, *well most of them any way* thought the young Hobbit who was now gazing unsteadily outside of the ring of fire they had created. A murmor next to him caused him to snap into the world of reality. It was Merry. " Pip, are you even listening?" He asked curiously. The only answer was a muffled yes which to the whole camp seemed small and distracted. Aragorn was now wondering if the Hobbt was ill or merely wondering about the ways of life." Are you alright Pippin?"was the only thing he could think of to say." Well... it's the Elf. He just seems so lonely and sad, It makes me feel terrible to see someone so fair be so unhappy!" He heard himself say before he could stop himself." Who the pointy eared freak show who is always skulking around scaring the living day lights out of everyone save Gandalf and Aragorn?" "yes"
" Legolas has had a very how do yo say disturbing past and it has probably came bach to haunt him. If only he knew how true those words of wisdom were.
The next day...
Legolas sat as stiff as a board as the members of the fellowship played a parculiar game he wasn't familiar with. * they say it is called truth or dare but what fun is there in telling the truth?* a small voice spoke in his head however he couldn't help but feel intrigued by the silly game no matter how much he hid it, silly games brought back memories of long forgotten time. The Hobbit, he reliesed, were inviting him to play although they seemed nervous. How could he turn the request down *It's simple really just say no to them, it never fails* *don't say things like that young one* another voice sounded. It had been like this since the accident. He had two voices in his head. spirits actully,of the dead who decided to controll him. The accident in question had resulted in him recieving a rare curse... being semi dead! He could communicate with them and touch them. This was not going ti be good.