Sweet Memory
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The stronghold was failing. Not the building, but the warriors. Hope was fading fast.
Legolas could feel it. He looked at the mighty elven warriors, sitting, heads in hands, weeping silent tears. Tears ran down his own dirt- streaked face. The war had gone on too long.
An elf is immortal. The five years of the terrible war should have passed quickly, but instead had gone on forever.
A brilliant red sun was peeking over the mountains. Which of my kin had fallen in the night? Legolas thought.
Trumpets were heard. Battle and war, again.
Legolas was hurt. A knife stuck in his arm at an awkward angle. How long had it bled? Legolas felt lightheaded. He slashed with a knife once more before he collapsed.
He awoke on a hard floor. He was weak but alert. He looked around, and saw nothing but thick stone walls and the dusty floor he sat upon. He saw a heavy wooden door, and wondered if he could escape.
. but he was weak.
Oh, please, let me see my father, my forest. once more.
A voice awoke Legolas.
"Here is some soup." Legolas looked at the person in his cell. She was tall, dark-haired, with grey-blue eyes. An elven-maiden, dressed in a smoky blue dress.
Legolas took the bowl. "Where am I?" He asked, in a dry, cracked voice.
"You have been captured. You cannot know more." She touched his arm and a burning pain wracked Legolas's consciousness. "It is healing." She said with a cruel smirk before sweeping out of the room.
Those eyes. could she be - no, impossible. Only the thoughts of a weak mind would think that.
This is my first fanfic! Sorry if it's stupid. if you don't like it, please tell me how I can improve it. Please review!
Disclaimer: I own nothing
The stronghold was failing. Not the building, but the warriors. Hope was fading fast.
Legolas could feel it. He looked at the mighty elven warriors, sitting, heads in hands, weeping silent tears. Tears ran down his own dirt- streaked face. The war had gone on too long.
An elf is immortal. The five years of the terrible war should have passed quickly, but instead had gone on forever.
A brilliant red sun was peeking over the mountains. Which of my kin had fallen in the night? Legolas thought.
Trumpets were heard. Battle and war, again.
Legolas was hurt. A knife stuck in his arm at an awkward angle. How long had it bled? Legolas felt lightheaded. He slashed with a knife once more before he collapsed.
He awoke on a hard floor. He was weak but alert. He looked around, and saw nothing but thick stone walls and the dusty floor he sat upon. He saw a heavy wooden door, and wondered if he could escape.
. but he was weak.
Oh, please, let me see my father, my forest. once more.
A voice awoke Legolas.
"Here is some soup." Legolas looked at the person in his cell. She was tall, dark-haired, with grey-blue eyes. An elven-maiden, dressed in a smoky blue dress.
Legolas took the bowl. "Where am I?" He asked, in a dry, cracked voice.
"You have been captured. You cannot know more." She touched his arm and a burning pain wracked Legolas's consciousness. "It is healing." She said with a cruel smirk before sweeping out of the room.
Those eyes. could she be - no, impossible. Only the thoughts of a weak mind would think that.
This is my first fanfic! Sorry if it's stupid. if you don't like it, please tell me how I can improve it. Please review!