Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings or any of the characters, but
wish that I did (Legolas namely!) : )
The Fellowship wandered along the edges of the river. Gandalf glanced at Legolas who was walking steadfast and with inward thought. Merry and Pippin strolled along comically, as if they were two jesters amusing only one another. Frodo and Sam walked silently, but there was an air of heavy burden traveling with Frodo, which Sam seemed to sense. Boromir and Aragorn walked strongly as men do, and Gimli galumphed along, attempting to keep pace with the quick elf and powerful men that were his companions on this quest to destroy the Ring of Power.
As the group found a clearing and began to make its way across the wide stretch of green, Legolas spotted something in the distance, as only his keen elf eyes could.
"Someone has fallen," he decried and set upon a rampant pace.
"Legolas!" Gandalf called. He had a bad feeling about what the elf might find. This was no time to run ahead of the group. None had known Legolas to be this foolish before. But Legolas could see what the others could not. The body lying on the ground was a female, hidden within a cloak and hood. Legolas's feet took him gracefully and swiftly over the clover and he was almost upon the fallen girl when the rest of the Fellowship caught glimpse of what his elven eyes had seen.
"We must move!" called Aragorn. The rest of the Fellowship sped forward with haste in an effort to both follow Legolas in case of danger and to help whomever the fallen body was. As they neared the small figure on the ground, Legolas was already bent over it.
"What is it, Legolas," asked Aragon, fearing the worst, such as an Uruk-ai trap.
"It is a girl," Legolas replied in a concerned tone. His thoughts were not on those of his Fellowship comrades but rather on the girl lying unconscious on the ground before him. Legolas peeled back her hood to reveal beautiful, cascading red hair.
"She is a human maiden," Gimli said.
"No," Legolas began. He could feel what the others had not noticed yet. Legolas gently brushed the hair from over her ears, revealing what the Fellowship could not even conceive of. "She is elf kind."
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The Fellowship wandered along the edges of the river. Gandalf glanced at Legolas who was walking steadfast and with inward thought. Merry and Pippin strolled along comically, as if they were two jesters amusing only one another. Frodo and Sam walked silently, but there was an air of heavy burden traveling with Frodo, which Sam seemed to sense. Boromir and Aragorn walked strongly as men do, and Gimli galumphed along, attempting to keep pace with the quick elf and powerful men that were his companions on this quest to destroy the Ring of Power.
As the group found a clearing and began to make its way across the wide stretch of green, Legolas spotted something in the distance, as only his keen elf eyes could.
"Someone has fallen," he decried and set upon a rampant pace.
"Legolas!" Gandalf called. He had a bad feeling about what the elf might find. This was no time to run ahead of the group. None had known Legolas to be this foolish before. But Legolas could see what the others could not. The body lying on the ground was a female, hidden within a cloak and hood. Legolas's feet took him gracefully and swiftly over the clover and he was almost upon the fallen girl when the rest of the Fellowship caught glimpse of what his elven eyes had seen.
"We must move!" called Aragorn. The rest of the Fellowship sped forward with haste in an effort to both follow Legolas in case of danger and to help whomever the fallen body was. As they neared the small figure on the ground, Legolas was already bent over it.
"What is it, Legolas," asked Aragon, fearing the worst, such as an Uruk-ai trap.
"It is a girl," Legolas replied in a concerned tone. His thoughts were not on those of his Fellowship comrades but rather on the girl lying unconscious on the ground before him. Legolas peeled back her hood to reveal beautiful, cascading red hair.
"She is a human maiden," Gimli said.
"No," Legolas began. He could feel what the others had not noticed yet. Legolas gently brushed the hair from over her ears, revealing what the Fellowship could not even conceive of. "She is elf kind."
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