Remain Nameless
"I was born in a big gray cloud, screaming out a love song, all the broken chords and unnamed cries, what a place to come from."
The archer woke up from her light sleep by a beaming sun. Her eyelids fluttered as the light blinded her jade green eyes. She glanced up to the blue sky obscured by the magnificent green tree crowns. The woman lifted herself up to lean against an old tree behind her. She rested her head against the tree trunk, closed her eyes and listened to the old trees talking to each other in the morning light. The smell of water reached her nose and she sighed as the wind wrestled playfully with her ebony black curls. The black haired girl liked the Fangorn forest, it was quiet and the old Ent had accepted her into the forest as one of them. She glanced down at her horse, Sirdal as the young mare laid her head down in her lap. She combed through the horse's silvery mane with her fingers. She sighed heavily and closed her eyes once more.
The sound of a twig breaking from afar startled her and her hand went automatically down towards the dagger in her belt. One of the many weapons she wore daily. She grabbed her belongings from the ground in front of her and sneaked noiselessly towards the sound without disturbing Sirdal. The fact that no other sound had come from the place made her feel uneasy. Few people could walk through the forest quietly. The ones that could were usually skilled or incredibly lucky. Whatever reason, it was nothing she felt like dealing with at the moment. She continued to walk quietly but with a rapid pace towards the now broken twig.
The brunette could soon make out the figure of a man. The woman held a steady grip around her knife as she reached down to pick up a stone. The stone flew through the air fell to the ground southeast of the elf. He turned his eyes quickly to the place. She sneaked up behind him and connected the blade with his neck. "Do not move," she commanded the blonde as she went around looking him in the eyes. His blue eyes pierced into her own as if he could see straight into her soul but the woman ignored it. "Try anything and your death will be merciless," with that she removed the knife from his throat with assurance. "Who are you?" She said as she put her dagger back in her belt but without taking her eyes of the elf. "Legolas of the Woodland Realm, and who are you?" "What are you doing here?" The black haired girl asked the elf ignoring his own question. "I'm headed for Minas Tirith, I am to see King Aragorn," She winced as he pronounced the name together with the title. She eyed him as if to judge if he was good enough to see a king. "You may leave," she turned around heading back to her horse. "I didn't get your name milady," she smiled to herself and turned around. "For the sake of mystery I shall remain nameless."
The sound of birds chirping made its way towards her ear as she rode through the woods of Ents. She was well aware that news did not travel fast in Middle-Earth certainly if you didn't see the people much. But it would not be possible to get her supplies in one the small villages in Rohan without hearing of the return of the king. She knew she needed information and she knew exactly where to find it.
She turned around and galloped through the forest. Sirdal avoided the trees gracefully as she flew through it.
He usually stayed in the south part of the forest; she had no idea why she'd never asked. She searched the forest with her eyes determined to find the Ent.
She spotted the old tree walking along the southwest edge of the forest. Sirdal slowed down as she closed up on the Ent. "Treebeard," the archer breathed as she jumped down from the horse. "Child, you usually stay close to the north edge of the woods, what brings you here?" He asked her as his arm reached down and lifted her up to sit on his shoulder. She leaned against the tree and spoke "I'm just curious Treebeard I met an elf today he said he was to see King Aragorn. What have happened? I talked to you not so long ago, time has passed but I could not imagine the Middle-Earth has changed so much for the better." "Oh child," he chuckled "much has changed for the better. I should have come to find you, the heir of Isildur stepped forward after the ring was destroyed," he said slowly allowing every word to sink in. She realized the meaning of his words and looked up with an intense look in her eye, "I can see her now, I can see my aunt?" She asked the old tree. "I am unsure if she knows you're still alive. I could imagine she does considering she's all knowing." The tree put down the woman and continued walking. She started running towards her horse no longer worried that someone might hear her. She leapt up on the white horse. "We're leaving Fangorn forest Sirdal, we're going to visit aunt." Ariel whispered to her horse that neighed approvingly.
My "new" first story… I removed my last one because I got tired of it after one chapter. Well this one is about Legolas and another elf. I've already written four chapters but now have a writer's block. She will arrive at Minas Tirith after a stop in Lothlorien that's what I can tell you. Please review, criticize and come with ideas right now I truly do need them.
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Maya