A/N: Well, I was trying to sleep this morning, but this plot bunny was bouncing around my head. It's my first LOTR fic, so please be somewhat pleasant!
Basically, Legolas loses Gimli at Pelennor Fields.
For anyone reading The Lady MarySue, I am so, so sorry! I haven't been bit by any bunnies for that story. :( Anyway,
Enjoy
I've been hurt, I've been betrayed,
But 'till today, I've never been so afraid.
I know the fight will soon be over and done,
But I don't know if you'll be standing when we find out who's won.
I look around, but I can't see,
It's like trying to find a flea among bees.
I feel like there's a mumakil crushing my chest!
It doesn't help that you're so much smaller than the rest.
Thrice-accursed dwarf, why do you love war?
Much good it'll do you if you show up broken and marred.
I see prone figures-
Our soliders, and orcs too.
What will I do if one of them is you?
Leaping up atop an earthen mound,
Looking, searching, all around.
Still I can't catch sight through the slew.
I catch sight of an orc, with an axe!
It cannot, must not, belong to you.
Finally, with a sigh of relief,
I see you,
Now I can breathe.
A/N: Feel free to review at any time :)