Through the mist that surrounded the lake was a beautiful maiden
sitting by the edge of the lake with her pale knees brought up to her
neck., Pale as the moon that shone down onto her long wavy blue hair
she trailed her fingers softly around her in the water, creating small
ripples that grew and grew.. A pink Flarius flower behind her ear and
her tears trickling down her cheeks of palest white.
"Help me" She whispered to the stars above her.
"Guide me. I need to understand." She choked the last words and buried
her head in her arms.
"Please" She screamed quietly into the night.
There was a deep dark silence and the maiden of great beauty laid back
in the leaves of the trees, her naked body trembled with toughness of
the cold and she chanted a small chant under her breath to her
goddess. Slowly and perfectly she started to transform, slowly she
grew branches and leaves, until she was no longer a feminine figure in
the moonlight but a beautiful sycamore tree that breathed with every
howl the wind made.
Legolas crept through the forest with Strider and Arwen close to his side, they crept in silence through the damp of the trees their senses cast out to find any signs of danger.
"Where is she?" Arwen asked more to the night then to Legolas and Strider.
"Of that I do not know." Strider said, in such a way that he managed to keep the fear in his voice to a sound of great braveness. Strider halted still.
"But what if we do not find her?" She bagan in a very worried and troubled tone that made Strider and Legolas stop and turn. "What if a Wringwraith or worse Saruman get to her first, then what?" The flustered Arwen stopped talking for a minute to attempt to compose her shacken self. Argorn strode back towards Arwen ad looked into her bright blue eyes they were painted with worry and fear as he had never seen before.
"We shall find her." He said with a confidence, he held Arwen in his arms and she listened to his heart beating and concentrated her breathing to breath with each beat. "We must find her." He said more to himself then to Arwen.
"Look!" Legolas cried looking over at Arwen and Aragorn embracing. "By yonder tree."
"Which tree Legolas?" Arwen said pulling herself away from Aragorn to see Legolas pointing at some tree. "All we can see are trees."
"The sycamore tree, they do not grow in these woods, I have only seen one before. Mythical tree's that hold a great magical power." Legolas commented as he walked around the tree his hands grazing the bark lightly as he went. He stopped. His elfin ears pricked for noise.
There was a low rumbly noise from far off in the distance. A second later Legolas had a arrow strung in his bow ready to pierce anything that posed a threat to them.
The rumbling became louder almost thunderous as Aragorn turned to Arwen. "Orcs!" He yelled, no sooner had he said it when the piercing noise of the Orcs filled their ears. Arwen clamped her hands over her ears. "Arwen." He yelled over the noise not taking his eyes off the Orcs that were drawing nearer. "Go back to the clearing stay out of the way!"
"What do you take me for?" Arwen asked looking at Aragorn. She took her bow and arrow that Legolas had crafted himself for her and filled it with an arrow.
The three of them poised for action stood there aiming fire, Aragorn took a couple of steps forwards holding his sword high ready to decaptitate any Orcs that wished to come near him, or Arwen. The Orcs were near enough for Arwen and Aragorn to see now their high pitched growls piercing nature's beauty around them, shattering the calm image of the forest and turning it into an ugly battle scene.
Legolas fired, catching an Orc in the middle of the forehead and sending it flying backwards into another. A second later Legolas had shot more arrows at the Orcs who had started firing back missing Legolas's head by inches.
Aragorn was soon surrounded by Orcs as he swiped heads smoothly off and in an instant three lay crumpled before him. He ran forward attempting to get nearer to Arwen but during his trail and Orc jumped at him baring down on him with his spear, Aragorn's sword had been flung out of his hand and lay a good seven feet away from his reach. Moving from side to side to avoid the spear that had claimed the ground on either side of him Aragorn got tired of playing games. He grabbed the feet of a passing Orc sent it flying to the ground, claimed its spear and rammed it into the Orc that was pinning him down in between the eyes.
Aragorn got up and pulled the spear out of the Orcs head. He savaged all of the Orcs in his range as arrows from some came shooting at him. Looking around desperately for his sword. Arwen in the meantime was firing at each Orc turn after turn her arrows flying through the air with ease and grace. She turned and ran to a tree to lean on as a backing and carried on letting the arrows fly through the air and making the screeching enemies fall to the ground. She spotted in between the bodies of the Orcs Aragorn's sword. Fear and worry swept through her body which broke into a sweat. Where was he?
"Aragorn!" She yelled tears falling down her face. Control it she said to herself. Control it, he must be fine. He is Aragorn son of Arathorn heir of the throne to. Her train of thought was interrupted by and arrow aiming for her head, she screamed and dodged it firing back at the arrows owner.
Legolas leant back on the sycamore tree still killing any Orcs that came into distance. He dodged arrows and then wham. Something which he had no doubt was an Orc landed on his head, he had jumped from one of the branches of the tree. Legolas yelled a yell of surprise and went to hit it's head round the tree, but the Orc stuck it's spear into the beautiful sycamore tree to stop it. Then from no-where, a piercing sour scream was heard. Making Legolas, Arwen and Aragorn fall to their knees holding their hands to their ears. The Orcs had met their match, they fled from the forest squelling like frightened pigs away.
The tree started sprouting blood from the wound of the spear which was still stuck in the tree. Slowly the sycamore started shrinking and it's branches withdrawing as it transformed into a beautiful girl with blue hair and black eyes and the palest skin Legolas had ever seen. Her naked form started writhing on the ground clutching her side above the hip where a fresh wound sparkled before Legolas's eyes. Arwen who was being held by Aragorn moved closer.
Legolas picked the girl up and picked her up in his arms. Her body was limp and she was shivering. He held one of her hands to see her reception, it was weak. She held his hand limply in hers.
"She is weak." He said, drawing his eyes away from the girl and looking at the two lovers embracing. "And her body, cold." He said looking worried this time and drawing his attention back to the child.
"We must take her back with us to the caves." Arwen said moving forward and looking into her eyes. "The village Adleigh is not far away now."
So they did. The three travelers, now four walked off towards the paths they had taken. Aragorn picking up his sword on the way.
Legolas crept through the forest with Strider and Arwen close to his side, they crept in silence through the damp of the trees their senses cast out to find any signs of danger.
"Where is she?" Arwen asked more to the night then to Legolas and Strider.
"Of that I do not know." Strider said, in such a way that he managed to keep the fear in his voice to a sound of great braveness. Strider halted still.
"But what if we do not find her?" She bagan in a very worried and troubled tone that made Strider and Legolas stop and turn. "What if a Wringwraith or worse Saruman get to her first, then what?" The flustered Arwen stopped talking for a minute to attempt to compose her shacken self. Argorn strode back towards Arwen ad looked into her bright blue eyes they were painted with worry and fear as he had never seen before.
"We shall find her." He said with a confidence, he held Arwen in his arms and she listened to his heart beating and concentrated her breathing to breath with each beat. "We must find her." He said more to himself then to Arwen.
"Look!" Legolas cried looking over at Arwen and Aragorn embracing. "By yonder tree."
"Which tree Legolas?" Arwen said pulling herself away from Aragorn to see Legolas pointing at some tree. "All we can see are trees."
"The sycamore tree, they do not grow in these woods, I have only seen one before. Mythical tree's that hold a great magical power." Legolas commented as he walked around the tree his hands grazing the bark lightly as he went. He stopped. His elfin ears pricked for noise.
There was a low rumbly noise from far off in the distance. A second later Legolas had a arrow strung in his bow ready to pierce anything that posed a threat to them.
The rumbling became louder almost thunderous as Aragorn turned to Arwen. "Orcs!" He yelled, no sooner had he said it when the piercing noise of the Orcs filled their ears. Arwen clamped her hands over her ears. "Arwen." He yelled over the noise not taking his eyes off the Orcs that were drawing nearer. "Go back to the clearing stay out of the way!"
"What do you take me for?" Arwen asked looking at Aragorn. She took her bow and arrow that Legolas had crafted himself for her and filled it with an arrow.
The three of them poised for action stood there aiming fire, Aragorn took a couple of steps forwards holding his sword high ready to decaptitate any Orcs that wished to come near him, or Arwen. The Orcs were near enough for Arwen and Aragorn to see now their high pitched growls piercing nature's beauty around them, shattering the calm image of the forest and turning it into an ugly battle scene.
Legolas fired, catching an Orc in the middle of the forehead and sending it flying backwards into another. A second later Legolas had shot more arrows at the Orcs who had started firing back missing Legolas's head by inches.
Aragorn was soon surrounded by Orcs as he swiped heads smoothly off and in an instant three lay crumpled before him. He ran forward attempting to get nearer to Arwen but during his trail and Orc jumped at him baring down on him with his spear, Aragorn's sword had been flung out of his hand and lay a good seven feet away from his reach. Moving from side to side to avoid the spear that had claimed the ground on either side of him Aragorn got tired of playing games. He grabbed the feet of a passing Orc sent it flying to the ground, claimed its spear and rammed it into the Orc that was pinning him down in between the eyes.
Aragorn got up and pulled the spear out of the Orcs head. He savaged all of the Orcs in his range as arrows from some came shooting at him. Looking around desperately for his sword. Arwen in the meantime was firing at each Orc turn after turn her arrows flying through the air with ease and grace. She turned and ran to a tree to lean on as a backing and carried on letting the arrows fly through the air and making the screeching enemies fall to the ground. She spotted in between the bodies of the Orcs Aragorn's sword. Fear and worry swept through her body which broke into a sweat. Where was he?
"Aragorn!" She yelled tears falling down her face. Control it she said to herself. Control it, he must be fine. He is Aragorn son of Arathorn heir of the throne to. Her train of thought was interrupted by and arrow aiming for her head, she screamed and dodged it firing back at the arrows owner.
Legolas leant back on the sycamore tree still killing any Orcs that came into distance. He dodged arrows and then wham. Something which he had no doubt was an Orc landed on his head, he had jumped from one of the branches of the tree. Legolas yelled a yell of surprise and went to hit it's head round the tree, but the Orc stuck it's spear into the beautiful sycamore tree to stop it. Then from no-where, a piercing sour scream was heard. Making Legolas, Arwen and Aragorn fall to their knees holding their hands to their ears. The Orcs had met their match, they fled from the forest squelling like frightened pigs away.
The tree started sprouting blood from the wound of the spear which was still stuck in the tree. Slowly the sycamore started shrinking and it's branches withdrawing as it transformed into a beautiful girl with blue hair and black eyes and the palest skin Legolas had ever seen. Her naked form started writhing on the ground clutching her side above the hip where a fresh wound sparkled before Legolas's eyes. Arwen who was being held by Aragorn moved closer.
Legolas picked the girl up and picked her up in his arms. Her body was limp and she was shivering. He held one of her hands to see her reception, it was weak. She held his hand limply in hers.
"She is weak." He said, drawing his eyes away from the girl and looking at the two lovers embracing. "And her body, cold." He said looking worried this time and drawing his attention back to the child.
"We must take her back with us to the caves." Arwen said moving forward and looking into her eyes. "The village Adleigh is not far away now."
So they did. The three travelers, now four walked off towards the paths they had taken. Aragorn picking up his sword on the way.