Edro gûr lín
Open your heart
AN: This is to be a place for me to put all the fluffy/angsty/whatever oneshots i've been writing whilst on holiday
Disclaimer Not mine .Not mine …
Ship
"Do you have, any idea what you are doing laddie?" Gimli grumbled, passing Legolas yet another plank of wood.
"I'm building a ship." Legolas smiled sadly picking up the hammer and rapping it forcefully against a rather stubborn nail. "My time it seems is over. Although you are invited to join me if you wish." Gimli sighed ,since Elessar's passing , his close friend hadn't been the same. Instead of being his usual wood elf self(talking to trees, climbing trees ,planting new trees enc)he had started building this 'boat'. The sun shone down though the summer foliage, of the Ithilien forest's trees onto the two very different friends. Two months had passed since Legolas had started the build, and if Gimli was to be brutally honest the 'ship' looked more like a coffee table. Certainly not like something that was meant to carry two people across the western sea to elvenhome.
"Are you sure you're following the right instructions Thranduilion? Because that sure doesn't look like much of a ship to me!"
Legolas sighed, leaned back from sanding an offensive sharp edge and lifted and eyebrow accusingly at his long time friend and companion. Casually his gaze flickered towards the instructions and the title.
"AH! Damn!" The blonde elven archer swore. The level of his Quenyan had never been great . Written at the top of the scroll ,in curling script, 'How to make your very first decorative table.' Gimli chuckled as the 'ship' collapsed before them in a cloud of dust.
"Maybe you should have let me build it."
AN: Yes Legolas does need some serious help with his Quenya and carpentry skills. I'm sure Gimli can help with the latter. :D