Disclaimers: I do not own anyone that you know from Lord of the Rings.
They belong to the amazing J.R.R. Tolkien. Although I wish that I own
Legolas, I'm sure that is not likely. ^_^
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Chapter 1 - The Mystery Vision
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It was dark and dreary but he could see a tiny light in the distance. There was a distant voice in the air in the direction of the light. He thought he could hear a faint hint of a song. He tried to follow the calm and soothing voice. It just seemed to drift away from him, as if the voice was not meant to be found. Soon the air was silent with nothing but the quiet whistle of the wind.
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Legolas awoke with a start. He was quite confused as to what the dream meant. Perhaps it was a vision of something yet to happen. He saw that his velvety, brown cloak had already been laid out for him. Recently, his father had sent Legolas to visit as many princesses as he could. Legolas was at the age where girls started to notice him. He was a prince, after all, and he did look a bit handsome. His brother, Gilhevir, always teased him because there were so many girls after him and yet he could not find even one that he liked. Legolas just didn't find that any of the girls were suitable for him. He was 1,831 years old, tall, athletic, and a skilled fighter. He wanted to find someone who didn't just go for his looks and his gracefulness. He wanted to find someone that would care about him, someone that wanted Legolas for being himself.
As he walked down the hallway, he thought about the past elf maidens that he had met. Some were too picky and hen pecking. Some only wanted to be a princess. The princesses all wanted to expand their so-called "connections" with royalty. In all of his pondering, he didn't notice where he was going; he bumped right into his father.
"Ah! There you are! I was looking for you. Did you get anything to eat yet? Did you see your brother, Gilhevir, anywhere? Are you ready to leave, Legolas?" his father said to him.
"I didn't eat yet. I didn't see Gilhevir. I'm not exactly ready to leave. And Father, you are bombarding me with so many questions. What's the rush?" Legolas answered.
"Well.Umm.Today we are not going to just anywhere. We'll be going to a ball! It's in Rivendell and now is the perfect time of year to see the scenery. I'm sure you would like to visit Rivendell, wouldn't you, Legolas?" King Thranduil said excitedly.
For some reason, Legolas felt that his father wasn't taking Legolas to with him to go to the ball. Legolas knew that his father must've had something set up for him. King Thranduil knew that his son didn't like balls. Legolas couldn't decline the offer of traveling and getting to see more than just the woods of Mirkwood, though.
"Yes, I would like to visit Rivendell. I guess I'll be ready in a moment." Legolas said wearily.
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For several nights, Legolas woke up with the same dream, the same vision.
He just couldn't figure it out. Every time, he would get closer to the voice and then, all of a sudden, he would have to wake up. 'Damn!' Legolas thought. Why can't I figure it out?
Legolas could only hope that when he got to Rivendell, he would have better luck.
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What do you think??
Please R & R!
*Thanks, Liangsui ~ Lady of Bright Water*
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Chapter 1 - The Mystery Vision
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It was dark and dreary but he could see a tiny light in the distance. There was a distant voice in the air in the direction of the light. He thought he could hear a faint hint of a song. He tried to follow the calm and soothing voice. It just seemed to drift away from him, as if the voice was not meant to be found. Soon the air was silent with nothing but the quiet whistle of the wind.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Legolas awoke with a start. He was quite confused as to what the dream meant. Perhaps it was a vision of something yet to happen. He saw that his velvety, brown cloak had already been laid out for him. Recently, his father had sent Legolas to visit as many princesses as he could. Legolas was at the age where girls started to notice him. He was a prince, after all, and he did look a bit handsome. His brother, Gilhevir, always teased him because there were so many girls after him and yet he could not find even one that he liked. Legolas just didn't find that any of the girls were suitable for him. He was 1,831 years old, tall, athletic, and a skilled fighter. He wanted to find someone who didn't just go for his looks and his gracefulness. He wanted to find someone that would care about him, someone that wanted Legolas for being himself.
As he walked down the hallway, he thought about the past elf maidens that he had met. Some were too picky and hen pecking. Some only wanted to be a princess. The princesses all wanted to expand their so-called "connections" with royalty. In all of his pondering, he didn't notice where he was going; he bumped right into his father.
"Ah! There you are! I was looking for you. Did you get anything to eat yet? Did you see your brother, Gilhevir, anywhere? Are you ready to leave, Legolas?" his father said to him.
"I didn't eat yet. I didn't see Gilhevir. I'm not exactly ready to leave. And Father, you are bombarding me with so many questions. What's the rush?" Legolas answered.
"Well.Umm.Today we are not going to just anywhere. We'll be going to a ball! It's in Rivendell and now is the perfect time of year to see the scenery. I'm sure you would like to visit Rivendell, wouldn't you, Legolas?" King Thranduil said excitedly.
For some reason, Legolas felt that his father wasn't taking Legolas to with him to go to the ball. Legolas knew that his father must've had something set up for him. King Thranduil knew that his son didn't like balls. Legolas couldn't decline the offer of traveling and getting to see more than just the woods of Mirkwood, though.
"Yes, I would like to visit Rivendell. I guess I'll be ready in a moment." Legolas said wearily.
~*~*~*~*~*~
For several nights, Legolas woke up with the same dream, the same vision.
He just couldn't figure it out. Every time, he would get closer to the voice and then, all of a sudden, he would have to wake up. 'Damn!' Legolas thought. Why can't I figure it out?
Legolas could only hope that when he got to Rivendell, he would have better luck.
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What do you think??
Please R & R!
*Thanks, Liangsui ~ Lady of Bright Water*