Elrohir's POV
You stand there, in the rain. You say that it speaks to you, that it brings you comfort. Your father has been missing for quite some time, and there is still no news of him.
Your lavender blouse is translucent from the rain, exposing your beautiful curves to my eyes. Your golden curls cascade down your back, and you close your emerald green eyes.
What message is the rain sending you? Is it telling you of your father?
How I long to hold you, and passionately kiss your succulent, pink lips. I must restrain myself, though. I love you, but do you love me. I wonder, I hope and pray that you do.
You know that you need me. I do not wish to ruin your concentration. I still do not know that even after you are finished receiving you message if this is the right time to profess my love to you.
You turn to me, and frown. Your eyes are glistening with unshed tears. 'I fear the worst has befallen him,' you whisper, your voice shaking.
I move to embrace you, and hold you. 'He can take care of himself, he defeated a balrog, I think that he can handle the wilderness,' I reply.
You lay your head on my chest, and start to sob. I decided that my love might help you through.
Suddenly, Elladen appears. 'Come quickly, it's your father,' he says.
You run after him, and leave me to profess my love to the empty air.
You stand there, in the rain. You say that it speaks to you, that it brings you comfort. Your father has been missing for quite some time, and there is still no news of him.
Your lavender blouse is translucent from the rain, exposing your beautiful curves to my eyes. Your golden curls cascade down your back, and you close your emerald green eyes.
What message is the rain sending you? Is it telling you of your father?
How I long to hold you, and passionately kiss your succulent, pink lips. I must restrain myself, though. I love you, but do you love me. I wonder, I hope and pray that you do.
You know that you need me. I do not wish to ruin your concentration. I still do not know that even after you are finished receiving you message if this is the right time to profess my love to you.
You turn to me, and frown. Your eyes are glistening with unshed tears. 'I fear the worst has befallen him,' you whisper, your voice shaking.
I move to embrace you, and hold you. 'He can take care of himself, he defeated a balrog, I think that he can handle the wilderness,' I reply.
You lay your head on my chest, and start to sob. I decided that my love might help you through.
Suddenly, Elladen appears. 'Come quickly, it's your father,' he says.
You run after him, and leave me to profess my love to the empty air.