A/N: I know this is crappie, but hey what the heck! I wrote this at 4 am,
what would u expect??
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"Legolan, what are you doing?" Almaya whispered to her friend.
"Ssh…trust me." Legolan crept up by the circle of rocks until she could hear what Lord Elrond was saying, then motioned for Almaya to follow her. Sighing, Almaya picked up her skirts and moved next to Legolan. "Look," Legolan was saying, "there's Lord Elrond, and Frodo, and there sits Gandalf. It's been many a day since I laid eyes on him!"
"Yes, yes, I also. I remember, back in the old days, when he would visit us at Mirkwood and perform wonderful magic for us. Alas, we were only young then, and we are older now. But still I wish to see more. Perhaps he could magic us back to Mirkwood." A small sigh escaped her lips as she thought of her home.
"Don't worry Almaya, we'll be back there soon enough. But for now, we are embarking on an amazing adventure."
"I suppose you are right, my friend."
"Of course, I am always right. Wait, be quiet for a moment. I hear the voice of my brother. He chooses to follow the hobbit Frodo on his journey."
"He goes too? Then so shall we. I want an adventure!" Almaya exclaimed, all thoughts of returning home banished from her mind.
"Almaya, get up, get up! They're gone!" Legolan shook Almaya violently.
"Legolan, let go of me. I can't get up while you hold me down." Legolan let Almaya go and quickly doused the fire. "There is no hurry, for we are trackers just as good as any, and we have mounts, but they travel on foot. Let's eat as we ride, because it's more fun that way. Oh, and leave behind all but what we need, for we will need to travel light when we have nearly reached Mordor, and what better place to leave our things than in Rivendell?" Legolan laughed.
"You are right, as always, Almaya. You know I trust in you. Now let our journey begin!" Almaya and Legolan mounted their horses, Alpine and Shrift. Although Shrift was not Almaya's, she felt as close to him as she did to her own good mare Antiqua, who was far too old and slow to come on a journey like this. Shrift and Alpine were young, both equally fleet of foot and strong, perfect horses for a long ride. And being horses of the royal stables in Mirkwood, they were extremely well-behaved and gentle for all their fierce swiftness. Mirkwood. Almaya again felt a longing to be home, but brushed it off as Legolan spoke.
"Hurry, Almaya, you are slowing with your heavy thoughts and long face. What ails you?"
"Nothing, Legolan. Let us continue on."
And so they continued for a fortnight, drawing ever closer to the Fellowship of the Ring.
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A/N: Yay! So was that bad or what? Review plz!!
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"Legolan, what are you doing?" Almaya whispered to her friend.
"Ssh…trust me." Legolan crept up by the circle of rocks until she could hear what Lord Elrond was saying, then motioned for Almaya to follow her. Sighing, Almaya picked up her skirts and moved next to Legolan. "Look," Legolan was saying, "there's Lord Elrond, and Frodo, and there sits Gandalf. It's been many a day since I laid eyes on him!"
"Yes, yes, I also. I remember, back in the old days, when he would visit us at Mirkwood and perform wonderful magic for us. Alas, we were only young then, and we are older now. But still I wish to see more. Perhaps he could magic us back to Mirkwood." A small sigh escaped her lips as she thought of her home.
"Don't worry Almaya, we'll be back there soon enough. But for now, we are embarking on an amazing adventure."
"I suppose you are right, my friend."
"Of course, I am always right. Wait, be quiet for a moment. I hear the voice of my brother. He chooses to follow the hobbit Frodo on his journey."
"He goes too? Then so shall we. I want an adventure!" Almaya exclaimed, all thoughts of returning home banished from her mind.
"Almaya, get up, get up! They're gone!" Legolan shook Almaya violently.
"Legolan, let go of me. I can't get up while you hold me down." Legolan let Almaya go and quickly doused the fire. "There is no hurry, for we are trackers just as good as any, and we have mounts, but they travel on foot. Let's eat as we ride, because it's more fun that way. Oh, and leave behind all but what we need, for we will need to travel light when we have nearly reached Mordor, and what better place to leave our things than in Rivendell?" Legolan laughed.
"You are right, as always, Almaya. You know I trust in you. Now let our journey begin!" Almaya and Legolan mounted their horses, Alpine and Shrift. Although Shrift was not Almaya's, she felt as close to him as she did to her own good mare Antiqua, who was far too old and slow to come on a journey like this. Shrift and Alpine were young, both equally fleet of foot and strong, perfect horses for a long ride. And being horses of the royal stables in Mirkwood, they were extremely well-behaved and gentle for all their fierce swiftness. Mirkwood. Almaya again felt a longing to be home, but brushed it off as Legolan spoke.
"Hurry, Almaya, you are slowing with your heavy thoughts and long face. What ails you?"
"Nothing, Legolan. Let us continue on."
And so they continued for a fortnight, drawing ever closer to the Fellowship of the Ring.
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A/N: Yay! So was that bad or what? Review plz!!
