Okies...
Halo! Thanks, I'm glad you liked the ending to Bridge of Remembrance! I thought it was sweet...I'm glad it was liked!
Amen......school, (especially English and Physical Science) is the Devil's play ground.
You zapped my Rohirrim! But.........well, if you wanna join my band of Rohirrim with me, go ahead! Get aquainted with my band of raging male hormones! LoL.
Thanks! Also......read the dedication at the bottom............I have been planning to do this for awhile, but never got around to it...........you deserve it...lol
Zam....Zam, Zam, Zam.......HOW COULD YOU SLAP LEGOLAS?! well, sure, I've done it once and a while, but that gives you no right to do it! I am the supreme Estel obsessor, that gives me a license to do that..........you just have an Orc horde who has problems with Trivia-Pursuit-Addiction and Legolas hugging!
Thanks bunches! I'm soooooooooooo glad yo ulike my stories!
Freakizimi.....amen to that one. Elrond needs a first aid kit constantly on hand with Aragorn and Legolas round .
musicgrl-1989.....thank you~!!!!!!!!! *hugs you* you are the best. Please help me with the Elvish thing! LoL.
Xae-chan.......I'm honored. I'm glad you think I've earned ownership of Estel......I try. *gives you a hug!*
Nili.......you were really crying?! Oh my gosh! That is soo cool! YAY!!!!!!!!!! Go Lina, Go .Lina, I wrote a moving story. go go!
LoL.....yea, Don't we all feel sorry for Elladan andElrohir and EVERYONE? Between me, HAlo, and YOU, they won't stand a chance.............but they always come back for more! LoL. YAY! YOU'RE WRITING! *HUGS YOU...*I HAVE TO THROW YOU A WELCOME TO THE AUTHOR'S DOMAIN PARTY ONCE IT IS POSTED!
*confetti falls* YAY!!!!!!!!!!!1
SUMMARY: After Estel's best friend, Halen, is poisoned by Orcs and passes on to the halls of Mandos, the young Ranger is heartbroken. Once able to deflect the comments of the other Elven people who he had grown up with because of his friend's easy laugh and rock solid support, he is not left alone.
Taunted and broken, unable to accept comfort from his adoptive Elven family, he flees the safety of Rivendell in search of a life....or his death.
DISCLAIMER: Don't own, don't sue. Don't get it? That's your problem, not mine. I've said my disclaimer, that doesn't mean ppl have to understand.
NOTE : This is the prequel to Piercing the Veil, Beneath the Surface, and Bridge of Remembrance.
You don't have to read those to understand this, obviously, because this is a prequel.....it happens before all of that.....so, I hope you enjoy!
ALSO, you guys know this........Estel is Aragorn. Just so you know.....but you already know, I"m guessing, but still, ya know...lol
.
DEDICATION: I want to dedicate this fic to a few ppl at ff.net......
As authors, when we write here, we don't truly meet anyone face to face......in my opinion, I don't need to. A few ppl here I can genuinely say that I have gotten to think of as a friend.
This is dedicated to HaloGatomon and Nili..........I have never met you two in real life, but yall are truly an inspiration. Thank you. You two are a continueing inspiration for me to write...........For that, you deserve so much than my words can say...........but maybe some Estel-angst and some Legolas-owies will show you just how much I appreciate you........so......on with the show
*Climbs on Horse in front of Eomer*
Lina: I had best run..........this first chapter will have some ppl hating me for making Estel go through so much angst.....but, yall love me, you know it! LoL.
Eomer: Aye, m'lady. We Ride SOUTH! ROHIRRIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
Lina: Yea........he is a bit dumb, but he's my dumb ROHIRRIM! LoL!!!!!!!!
*Rides off into the sunset*
Shadows of the Heart
Ch. 1
Estel raced out of his home, unable to bear the pain in the structure any longer.
The house that had once seemed so filled with room and life, now seemed to lack in space......
The very air he breathed was oppressive and heavy with pain...
Grief....
Raw agony.
Estel could vaguely hear his elder, Elven brothers calling out to him, pleading for him to return, but his brain did not register their calls. Too much was going on, too much emotion, too much sorrow.
Estel sprinted out into the forest, his chest heaving with exertion, his heart racing.
As he raced through the forest, he tripped on a root, and went sprawling.
Estel levered himself up onto his knees, looking dazedly down at his now bloody hands, which had been scratched from the fall.
The pain was like a slap back to reality.
It was dizzying, the realization that his best friend had *died*....
A few lone rain drops began to fall.
Estel turned his silver-blue gaze, which had filled with tears, to the sky, sinking backward as he sat on his knees.
No.....This could not be happening.
The rain then began to pour with earnest then, a downpour, soaking the young human to the bone, but he could not feel the cold that came with the rain, nor the stinging the harsh droplets brought to his exposed face, which was tilted upward towards the sky.
All he could feel was his own heart pounding, and the constant agony and grief that was within him, combined with the shock........
This had to be a nightmare.
* * * * * * * * *
*~*~*~*~*
"Come on, Estel! You are always so serious,"Halen teased, his grey eyes sparkling with laughter.
"Maybe it is because I have reason to be,"Estel replied, a hint of a smile on his features.
"Oh, Estel....why can't you just stop worrying? Everything is fine...just take a moment to feel the breeze!"Halen commented lightly, closing his eyes with contentment as the gentle wind caressed his face.
Estel shook his head faintly with amusement.
"Halen, no matter what happens, Orcs, the world coming to and end— you'll always have that attitude, won't you?"
Halen sobered up, his smile fading a tad. He nodded slowly, the smile still in his eyes. "Indeed, it's a philosophy you should adopt. Be content with your life, because you never know when you'll lose it."
*~*~*~*~*
Estel opened his eyes blearily, shivering with cold.
He had fallen asleep in the rain last night.....and now, his clothing was soaked through.
Estel groaned softly. He probably had a fever, for he felt ill and was freezing. Well, that would come with falling asleep in the rain and laying in the middle of the woods all night.
The memories of the past few days came back to him in a rush as he stood.
He turned his bloodshot gaze to the blue sky.
How could the sky hold such an essence of happiness when the world was falling down around him?
How could he return to Rivendell knowing that he had lost his best friend?
An idea suddenly occurred to Estel in his fever-fogged brain. That's it....he wouldn't return.
Estel then stumbled off deeper into the woods, his shoulders slumped with sorrow and exhaustion.
**********
K, yall, this is how my posting is gonna work.
I have school during the week, which means I have little time for writing.
Keep in mind, this is a WIP........so..............
I will try to write the chapter Friday after noon and friday night.......and post it late Friday night most likely or saturday...or at the latest on a sunday.
So, I'll try to post as frequently as possible, but you never know......I have English Honors and I have to maintain a good grade in that class. So......wish me luck.
Halo! Thanks, I'm glad you liked the ending to Bridge of Remembrance! I thought it was sweet...I'm glad it was liked!
Amen......school, (especially English and Physical Science) is the Devil's play ground.
You zapped my Rohirrim! But.........well, if you wanna join my band of Rohirrim with me, go ahead! Get aquainted with my band of raging male hormones! LoL.
Thanks! Also......read the dedication at the bottom............I have been planning to do this for awhile, but never got around to it...........you deserve it...lol
Zam....Zam, Zam, Zam.......HOW COULD YOU SLAP LEGOLAS?! well, sure, I've done it once and a while, but that gives you no right to do it! I am the supreme Estel obsessor, that gives me a license to do that..........you just have an Orc horde who has problems with Trivia-Pursuit-Addiction and Legolas hugging!
Thanks bunches! I'm soooooooooooo glad yo ulike my stories!
Freakizimi.....amen to that one. Elrond needs a first aid kit constantly on hand with Aragorn and Legolas round .
musicgrl-1989.....thank you~!!!!!!!!! *hugs you* you are the best. Please help me with the Elvish thing! LoL.
Xae-chan.......I'm honored. I'm glad you think I've earned ownership of Estel......I try. *gives you a hug!*
Nili.......you were really crying?! Oh my gosh! That is soo cool! YAY!!!!!!!!!! Go Lina, Go .Lina, I wrote a moving story. go go!
LoL.....yea, Don't we all feel sorry for Elladan andElrohir and EVERYONE? Between me, HAlo, and YOU, they won't stand a chance.............but they always come back for more! LoL. YAY! YOU'RE WRITING! *HUGS YOU...*I HAVE TO THROW YOU A WELCOME TO THE AUTHOR'S DOMAIN PARTY ONCE IT IS POSTED!
*confetti falls* YAY!!!!!!!!!!!1
SUMMARY: After Estel's best friend, Halen, is poisoned by Orcs and passes on to the halls of Mandos, the young Ranger is heartbroken. Once able to deflect the comments of the other Elven people who he had grown up with because of his friend's easy laugh and rock solid support, he is not left alone.
Taunted and broken, unable to accept comfort from his adoptive Elven family, he flees the safety of Rivendell in search of a life....or his death.
DISCLAIMER: Don't own, don't sue. Don't get it? That's your problem, not mine. I've said my disclaimer, that doesn't mean ppl have to understand.
NOTE : This is the prequel to Piercing the Veil, Beneath the Surface, and Bridge of Remembrance.
You don't have to read those to understand this, obviously, because this is a prequel.....it happens before all of that.....so, I hope you enjoy!
ALSO, you guys know this........Estel is Aragorn. Just so you know.....but you already know, I"m guessing, but still, ya know...lol
.
DEDICATION: I want to dedicate this fic to a few ppl at ff.net......
As authors, when we write here, we don't truly meet anyone face to face......in my opinion, I don't need to. A few ppl here I can genuinely say that I have gotten to think of as a friend.
This is dedicated to HaloGatomon and Nili..........I have never met you two in real life, but yall are truly an inspiration. Thank you. You two are a continueing inspiration for me to write...........For that, you deserve so much than my words can say...........but maybe some Estel-angst and some Legolas-owies will show you just how much I appreciate you........so......on with the show
*Climbs on Horse in front of Eomer*
Lina: I had best run..........this first chapter will have some ppl hating me for making Estel go through so much angst.....but, yall love me, you know it! LoL.
Eomer: Aye, m'lady. We Ride SOUTH! ROHIRRIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
Lina: Yea........he is a bit dumb, but he's my dumb ROHIRRIM! LoL!!!!!!!!
*Rides off into the sunset*
Shadows of the Heart
Ch. 1
Estel raced out of his home, unable to bear the pain in the structure any longer.
The house that had once seemed so filled with room and life, now seemed to lack in space......
The very air he breathed was oppressive and heavy with pain...
Grief....
Raw agony.
Estel could vaguely hear his elder, Elven brothers calling out to him, pleading for him to return, but his brain did not register their calls. Too much was going on, too much emotion, too much sorrow.
Estel sprinted out into the forest, his chest heaving with exertion, his heart racing.
As he raced through the forest, he tripped on a root, and went sprawling.
Estel levered himself up onto his knees, looking dazedly down at his now bloody hands, which had been scratched from the fall.
The pain was like a slap back to reality.
It was dizzying, the realization that his best friend had *died*....
A few lone rain drops began to fall.
Estel turned his silver-blue gaze, which had filled with tears, to the sky, sinking backward as he sat on his knees.
No.....This could not be happening.
The rain then began to pour with earnest then, a downpour, soaking the young human to the bone, but he could not feel the cold that came with the rain, nor the stinging the harsh droplets brought to his exposed face, which was tilted upward towards the sky.
All he could feel was his own heart pounding, and the constant agony and grief that was within him, combined with the shock........
This had to be a nightmare.
* * * * * * * * *
*~*~*~*~*
"Come on, Estel! You are always so serious,"Halen teased, his grey eyes sparkling with laughter.
"Maybe it is because I have reason to be,"Estel replied, a hint of a smile on his features.
"Oh, Estel....why can't you just stop worrying? Everything is fine...just take a moment to feel the breeze!"Halen commented lightly, closing his eyes with contentment as the gentle wind caressed his face.
Estel shook his head faintly with amusement.
"Halen, no matter what happens, Orcs, the world coming to and end— you'll always have that attitude, won't you?"
Halen sobered up, his smile fading a tad. He nodded slowly, the smile still in his eyes. "Indeed, it's a philosophy you should adopt. Be content with your life, because you never know when you'll lose it."
*~*~*~*~*
Estel opened his eyes blearily, shivering with cold.
He had fallen asleep in the rain last night.....and now, his clothing was soaked through.
Estel groaned softly. He probably had a fever, for he felt ill and was freezing. Well, that would come with falling asleep in the rain and laying in the middle of the woods all night.
The memories of the past few days came back to him in a rush as he stood.
He turned his bloodshot gaze to the blue sky.
How could the sky hold such an essence of happiness when the world was falling down around him?
How could he return to Rivendell knowing that he had lost his best friend?
An idea suddenly occurred to Estel in his fever-fogged brain. That's it....he wouldn't return.
Estel then stumbled off deeper into the woods, his shoulders slumped with sorrow and exhaustion.
**********
K, yall, this is how my posting is gonna work.
I have school during the week, which means I have little time for writing.
Keep in mind, this is a WIP........so..............
I will try to write the chapter Friday after noon and friday night.......and post it late Friday night most likely or saturday...or at the latest on a sunday.
So, I'll try to post as frequently as possible, but you never know......I have English Honors and I have to maintain a good grade in that class. So......wish me luck.