Disclaimer: As I said before I own none of the characters. They all belong
to J.R.R Tolkien
I thank you all who reviewed. I didn't think chapter one would be as good as it was. This chapter is based on Legolas last thoughts. How would everybody's favourite handsome elf feel about this?
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As Aragorn closed his eyes I knew all hope was gone. I thought only one as strong as he would survive, Gilmi might have, maybe even Gandalf but I knew I couldn't. I am not as strong as them.
I never thought it would come to this. I mean how could we, who were so determined to succeed in our mission fail. We all had so much determination in our hearts. Even Gilmi who I at first didn't have the heart for this mission.
We all had so much still to live for.
And what would become of us?
Does anybody care enough for us to come and find us?
Will I ever see my family or friends ever again?
Will we live?
Will I live?
All these questions that have no answer. All the things I wanted to see.
I wanted to see trees or green again.
I want to see living things of happiness again.
I want to have the sunshine on my face again.
I want to see my friends again.
Frodo's smile, Sam's loyalty, Merry and Pippin's laughter, Gilmi's boldness, Gandalf's wisdom.
I want to hear Gilmi call me "stupid elf" again, and I want to hear Aragorn's true words that we all found hope in.
I want… I want to live.
I do not want to see these cold bars. I do not want to sit on the cold floor in darkness.
Is this so much to ask for? I do not want to be in this place, when all I can think of is failure. Failure? Is that what it has come to? Has destiny chosen this for us? I do not want this. I do not want these memories. I do not want the memories of poor Frodo's death. I do not want to memories of torture. It is not possible to live with such scars physically and mentally.
Maybe it would have been different if I didn't come and only came to Rivendell has the messenger I was suppose to be.
Everything would be different. Everybody would have lived and not to have suffered such a cruel punishment to remind them of failure.
My time has come. To many questions I have left unanswered. I ask one plea.
I look at my friends who are going. I whisper "Come back again friends", and then all is gone.
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(Note: I wrote this at 3:00 am on a very low sugar level. Plz review. I wanna know what u ppl think!!)
I thank you all who reviewed. I didn't think chapter one would be as good as it was. This chapter is based on Legolas last thoughts. How would everybody's favourite handsome elf feel about this?
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As Aragorn closed his eyes I knew all hope was gone. I thought only one as strong as he would survive, Gilmi might have, maybe even Gandalf but I knew I couldn't. I am not as strong as them.
I never thought it would come to this. I mean how could we, who were so determined to succeed in our mission fail. We all had so much determination in our hearts. Even Gilmi who I at first didn't have the heart for this mission.
We all had so much still to live for.
And what would become of us?
Does anybody care enough for us to come and find us?
Will I ever see my family or friends ever again?
Will we live?
Will I live?
All these questions that have no answer. All the things I wanted to see.
I wanted to see trees or green again.
I want to see living things of happiness again.
I want to have the sunshine on my face again.
I want to see my friends again.
Frodo's smile, Sam's loyalty, Merry and Pippin's laughter, Gilmi's boldness, Gandalf's wisdom.
I want to hear Gilmi call me "stupid elf" again, and I want to hear Aragorn's true words that we all found hope in.
I want… I want to live.
I do not want to see these cold bars. I do not want to sit on the cold floor in darkness.
Is this so much to ask for? I do not want to be in this place, when all I can think of is failure. Failure? Is that what it has come to? Has destiny chosen this for us? I do not want this. I do not want these memories. I do not want the memories of poor Frodo's death. I do not want to memories of torture. It is not possible to live with such scars physically and mentally.
Maybe it would have been different if I didn't come and only came to Rivendell has the messenger I was suppose to be.
Everything would be different. Everybody would have lived and not to have suffered such a cruel punishment to remind them of failure.
My time has come. To many questions I have left unanswered. I ask one plea.
I look at my friends who are going. I whisper "Come back again friends", and then all is gone.
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(Note: I wrote this at 3:00 am on a very low sugar level. Plz review. I wanna know what u ppl think!!)