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Summary: "Promise you won't leave without me?'" "I promise." What they didn't know was that a certain wild spirit would speak higher, and drown those words in the tempest seas. LegolasOC
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Prologue
A cold breeze could be felt in the forest. Apart the rustling leaves no sound could be heard, as if the forest was trying to hear something in the distance. Sitting in a tree branch, was a strange yet beautiful being, with pointy ears and deep brown eyes, long blond hair, an expression of anticipation framing her face. Her eyes searched the horizon, but she could only see the trees' tops.
Then, a few soft footsteps were heard and another of these strange beings appeared. However, this one had charming green eyes and a long black curly hair. They were wooden elves, a race known as the most beautiful and wise from all Middle-Earth.
The black haired Elleth looked up, and spotted a blonde head among the trees' branches. She shook her head in disapproval, and then said:
"Please, not again! Do you really think he's coming back Eowáthiel?"
The blonde haired Elleth looked down and after a few seconds in silence, as if she had been measuring her words, she said:
"I can feel his presence. The wind is bringing him closer; I know that; very soon he'll be here by my side. I just have to wait." then she decided to add "You know Inwë, you should have a little more faith."
"Faith!" the black haired Elleth incredulous. "Our little sister is ill, we still need to find out what is affecting her, the house needs to be taken care of and I need to do my work, and all you care is about him! So I'm really sorry if I don't have time to waste with your love affairs."
"Did you left Léssien alone?" Eowáthiel worriedly asked, mentally hoping her sister would drop the other subject
"Of course not, Milanil is with her." Inwë replied before rolling her eyes "And obviously he's not being much of a help. Anyway, come back home when you stop thinking about past promises."
With that Inwë turned around, but before she could give the first step Eowáthiel jumped from the branch and softly landed on the ground, her blackish-red dress covering her slim and slightly tanned figure.
As the two Elves started walking towards their house Eowáthiel started remembering all those times when other Elves would question her or the black haired Elleth beside her if they were connected by blood. Even those who knew they were siblings would slip the question often. After all they didn't look alike in any aspect, physically or mentally, and not even their youngest sister, Léssien, had some kind of resemblance with them.
Inwë, being the oldest, had to face the challenge of supporting and helping her sisters in every moment of their lives ever since their parents decision to leave to the Undying Lands though not entirely sure if their daughters would be alright on their own. Such challenge had made Inwë stronger and even ended up creating an image of a natural leader, but many would dare to say she was probably the loneliest though she never complained.
As for Eowáthiel, she was the gentle and loving one, compassionate with every being but it could be seen in her eyes sadness beyond words as if something had happened that veiled the light in her eyes.
After a couple of minutes the two Elves finally reached a wooden country-house, lost in the middle of the forest as many would say. The front door was close shut, but light pink curtains could be seen floating through an open window, and Inwë growled at the sight:
"I told him to close the window!" she muttered, and Eowáthiel chuckled though she knew her older sister was right; due to her unknown illness Léssien had to go through double care to maintain her health stability, but her fragile body did seem to think otherwise. Two other things that didn't seem to help was the fact that Milanil, 2.369 year old Elf, seemed to act like a child during most of his life, and Léssien was completely aware that her puppy eyes would always work to make her sisters or Milanil to take her outside.
"You know Milanil has a soft spot for Léssien." Eowáthiel joked, but no answer was given back since Inwë had already walked inside.
"Milanil I told you to close the window!" Inwë said as she walked inside her sister's room, scaring the adult Elf while the young Elleth smiled:
"Onóre!" Léssien exclaimed, her past the shoulder length scarlet red hair tight up into two small French-braids while her blue eyes resembled to two little stars though her pale skin showed she was not entirely cured from the last cold.
As for the male Elf, he had shoulder length brown hair, of all shades, and deep grey eyes which were now turned to Inwë, who had her arms folded against her chest.
"Onóre, where's Eowá?" Léssien confusedly asked, and Inwë's attention changed from Milanil to her little sister, but before she could open her mouth Eowáthiel entered.
"I'm here." she replied, and against all orders the little Elleth jumped from the bed, and wrapped her tiny arms around Eowáthiel's waist.
"Where were you?" Léssien asked as she looked up, her arms still encircling her sister's waist.
"I was…around," the blonde haired Elf replied as she put a hand on her sister's head "and you should be in bed."
"I'm tired of being in bed." Léssien whined, and a small smile graced Eowáthiel's face:
"Just think if you rest now, you'll be better soon." she said, and with a small nod Léssien stepped backwards, and walked towards the mattress where she laid.
"I'm going to take care of dinner." Inwë mumbled before leaving the room, her long turquoise dress floating behind her.
"I hope that means I'm not in trouble." Milanil commented as he rubbed his neck, and watched Eowáthiel pulling the cover up to Léssien's shoulders before closing the window:
"That means you'll receive a lecture sooner or later." the brown eyed Elleth corrected turning to face Milanil "Honestly you should know by now how Inwë is."
"I guess." Milanil muttered with a shrug.
After kissing Léssien on the forehead, Eowáthiel left the room only to be quickly followed by a now silent Milanil. When they reached the kitchen the two Elves saw a busy Inwë preparing some fruit and putting it on a plate, while the table was already set for two people:
"Why only two plates?" Eowáthiel confusedly asked as she looked from the wooden table towards her sister "I thought Milanil was going to have dinner with us."
"That's ok, I have to go anyway." Milanil quickly said
Inwë placed the plate filled with fruit on the table before speaking to her sister and friend:
"You two are going to eat." she stated "Clean everything afterwards, and Milanil…you can stay tonight if you want."
"Where are you going?" Eowáthiel asked with narrowed eyes "Did something happen?"
"No, I just need to leave." Inwë replied as she walked past her sister into the hall "I'll be back in a couple of hours, don't wait for me."
With that Inwë left the house, leaving behind a confused Eowáthiel and a not so surprised Milanil:
"Oh, I hate when she does that." Eowáthiel hissed as she stormed inside the kitchen, her reddish-black dress glittering under the candles' lights, and Milanil chuckled before going after the blonde Elleth.
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Darkness had fallen upon the earth carrying with it a cold wind familiar to all the souls inside that forest. Nothing was heard, not even the curious sounds from the owls just like the wolves seemed to be a memory from ancient books.
However, that changed when the sound of hooves broke the sharp silence and the presence of a beautiful black horse seemed to drown the beauty of the forest for the delicate figure riding that same horse was far more enchanting than the stars in the sky.
When the horse stopped the rider descended from the saddle with a grace that made the stars quiver in jealousy, and the soft pair of red lips curled up into a real happy smile when a pair of deep chocolate brown eyes meet a pair of blue ones so clear as a pure river and so warm as a breeze in the Fall.
A long blonde and silky hair that looked like marble under the moonlight seemed to dance with the inexistent wind, and when two slightly tanned hands pulled a hood down a waist length, straight, dark blonde hair was revealed to the night as a dark waterfall.
"Do you promise you will return?" a female voice asked to the night, but silence was the only reply "Do you promise you won't leave without me?"
"I promise." a gentle yet strong male voice replied, and an icy wind appeared out of nowhere making Eowáthiel close her eyes as a reaction, and when she opened them back again she came face-to-face not with a pale and soft face, but with the window of her room while her sheet was slowly falling from the mattress to the floor.
"Oh by the Eldars, not again." Eowáthiel groaned standing up, the right strap of her white gown falling down her shoulder.
She knew her sister had had another dream, but right now Inwë didn't have the strength to care. She knew Eowáthiel was becoming too focused in a return that could probably be nothing else that an illusion, a dream that would never come true.
But who could blame the blonde Elleth? Inwë herself had dreamt one day, a long time ago, and deep down she hoped her sister would find happiness, just like Inwë hoped a cure for Léssien could be found soon, but that would be really difficult and many even dared to say it was impossible.
Right after pulling the reigns of her grey horse Inwë jumped from the saddle, and grabbed the sword she had strapped to her back before walking a couple of meters away from her loyal horse, Isilme.
Without blinking the mid-length black haired Elleth started swinging the sword around, and hitting invisible opponents, but despite her quick movements Inwë's piercing green eyes showed she was not focused on what she was doing. After all, even though it looked as if she was attacking imaginary adversaries Inwë was in fact fighting against ghosts…haunting memories from her past.
To Be Continued…