The Failing Light
Summary: This is my first fanfic and contains m/m SLASH relationships, so if this isn't your kind of thing then don't read it. The pairing is Legolas/Aragorn and this takes place just after the forming of the Fellowship, at Rivendell. Thoughts are in italics and a different scene in the same time period is shown with a row of these -----. The end of chapters are denoted like this ####. Hope you like it, and PLEASE, PLEASE review. Goldensong
Chapter one:
The tree branch rocked beneath him, reminding Aragorn of other nights and days spent in similar motion, on horse back. As a ranger with the name of 'Strider' he had travelled far and wide watching the whole world as it basked in its innocence, unaware of the perils to come. Even after the peril had passed he doubted many would even know it had existed, or remember the names of those who saved them. If Middle-Earth could be saved that is.
With a wry twist of his lips the man glanced to the ground, looking for a place to land as he jumped off his branch. Even as his feet hit the turf in the gardens of Rivendell his eyes focused on a still form. Partly hidden from view behind bushes of the same colour as his platinum blonde hair lay Legolas Greenleaf, Aragorn's long time friend and confidant, his brother in arms. A true warrior, Legolas very rarely let his guard down enough for anyone to sneak up on him. Although part Elven himself Aragorn was no exception to this, in fact, due to his Elvish blood Legolas could sense him more easily than any other! With a small smile of triumph the man crept towars his still friend, wanting to startle him. It was not Legolas who was startled however, but Aragorn, when the Prince turned to him with a shy smile. "Aragorn my friend, what brings you here tonight under the stars?"
"The same thing that draws you Legolas. Solitude." A smile briefly graced the man's lips before slipping away. "But tell me, how did you know I was there? Surely you have relaxed your guard this night?"
"Aye my friend," Legolas chuckled, "but the bond of blood is not all that ties me to you." Face suddenly still, like a calm pond, he murmured, "no, it is not the only thing that binds me to you."
Suddenly intrigued, Aragorn bent towards the Prince. "What is this bond you speak of?"
"I can not tell you."
With a sigh Aragorn rocked back on his heels, knowing better than to pursue the topic, but couldn't resist attempting a compromise; "Well what if I ask you about this 'bond' and you answer as you see fit?"
Legolas laughed, more in surprise than anything else. "Very well. Ask away."
"How is it than you couldn't shut off the awareness, as you can do with your other senses? Can you not, or did you not want to?"
"In answer to both questions, I can not shut the bond off, as I do my senses and it is a case of can not, not don't want to."
Aragorn nodded in acceptance of Legolas' answer and asked another question. "What kind of, of...feelings, do you get from this bond?"
Now it was Legolas' turn to smile wryly. "Pain and joy in equal measure." He studied the man's face. "Yes," he breathed, "much of both."
Aragorn nodded again, sensing that his friend was becoming uncomfortable with the questioning and wished to discuss other things. "Lastly, do I have the same link to you? Do I share the bond?" he heard Legolas' sharp intake of breath and hurried to assure him that he did not have to answer. Although he did not understand why the elf did not want to tell him of the nature of the bond, he did not want to hurt Legolas.
"Nay," the elf answered, "I do not answer because I do not know." He turned his eyes, silver from the starlight, to peer intensely into his companion's grey orbs. "Only you can answer that." Then, with the exceptional grace of all his kind, he flowed to his feet and walked into the night.
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So, that's chapter one! What does everybody think? Please review, and don't be too hard on me, it's my first fic. Any suggestions for improvement will be much appreciated.
Summary: This is my first fanfic and contains m/m SLASH relationships, so if this isn't your kind of thing then don't read it. The pairing is Legolas/Aragorn and this takes place just after the forming of the Fellowship, at Rivendell. Thoughts are in italics and a different scene in the same time period is shown with a row of these -----. The end of chapters are denoted like this ####. Hope you like it, and PLEASE, PLEASE review. Goldensong
Chapter one:
The tree branch rocked beneath him, reminding Aragorn of other nights and days spent in similar motion, on horse back. As a ranger with the name of 'Strider' he had travelled far and wide watching the whole world as it basked in its innocence, unaware of the perils to come. Even after the peril had passed he doubted many would even know it had existed, or remember the names of those who saved them. If Middle-Earth could be saved that is.
With a wry twist of his lips the man glanced to the ground, looking for a place to land as he jumped off his branch. Even as his feet hit the turf in the gardens of Rivendell his eyes focused on a still form. Partly hidden from view behind bushes of the same colour as his platinum blonde hair lay Legolas Greenleaf, Aragorn's long time friend and confidant, his brother in arms. A true warrior, Legolas very rarely let his guard down enough for anyone to sneak up on him. Although part Elven himself Aragorn was no exception to this, in fact, due to his Elvish blood Legolas could sense him more easily than any other! With a small smile of triumph the man crept towars his still friend, wanting to startle him. It was not Legolas who was startled however, but Aragorn, when the Prince turned to him with a shy smile. "Aragorn my friend, what brings you here tonight under the stars?"
"The same thing that draws you Legolas. Solitude." A smile briefly graced the man's lips before slipping away. "But tell me, how did you know I was there? Surely you have relaxed your guard this night?"
"Aye my friend," Legolas chuckled, "but the bond of blood is not all that ties me to you." Face suddenly still, like a calm pond, he murmured, "no, it is not the only thing that binds me to you."
Suddenly intrigued, Aragorn bent towards the Prince. "What is this bond you speak of?"
"I can not tell you."
With a sigh Aragorn rocked back on his heels, knowing better than to pursue the topic, but couldn't resist attempting a compromise; "Well what if I ask you about this 'bond' and you answer as you see fit?"
Legolas laughed, more in surprise than anything else. "Very well. Ask away."
"How is it than you couldn't shut off the awareness, as you can do with your other senses? Can you not, or did you not want to?"
"In answer to both questions, I can not shut the bond off, as I do my senses and it is a case of can not, not don't want to."
Aragorn nodded in acceptance of Legolas' answer and asked another question. "What kind of, of...feelings, do you get from this bond?"
Now it was Legolas' turn to smile wryly. "Pain and joy in equal measure." He studied the man's face. "Yes," he breathed, "much of both."
Aragorn nodded again, sensing that his friend was becoming uncomfortable with the questioning and wished to discuss other things. "Lastly, do I have the same link to you? Do I share the bond?" he heard Legolas' sharp intake of breath and hurried to assure him that he did not have to answer. Although he did not understand why the elf did not want to tell him of the nature of the bond, he did not want to hurt Legolas.
"Nay," the elf answered, "I do not answer because I do not know." He turned his eyes, silver from the starlight, to peer intensely into his companion's grey orbs. "Only you can answer that." Then, with the exceptional grace of all his kind, he flowed to his feet and walked into the night.
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So, that's chapter one! What does everybody think? Please review, and don't be too hard on me, it's my first fic. Any suggestions for improvement will be much appreciated.