Legolas POV
Legolas was pacing back and forth for the third time that night.
"Engwarkaimelea…ill dreams" thought Legolas. He sighed. This dream gave him more trouble than the others. He usually could discern the meaning of all of his dreams but this one puzzled him greatly. In this dream a woman with long red hair stood in front of him. In the midst of a huge battle she just stared at him with her bright sapphire blue eyes. It seemed that she had no care of what was going on around her; all that mattered at the moment was him. Then he was distracted by Aragorn saying, "Togo han dad, Legolas! Dago hon! Dago hon!!!-Bring him down, Legolas! Kill him! Kill him!!!" He tore his gaze from the woman and turned his bow onto the oncoming figure but failed to bring him down. He had never failed to bring anything or anyone down when asked of him. There was silence and then an explosion followed by a woman's screams.
Legolas could gather enough information that there was a battle on the horizon. Why there was a woman there he did not know. The thing that bothered him was that he felt attracted to her and he didn't want any harm to come to her. Worse than this he felt like this woman was out there and not far away. Though Legolas knew that if he met this woman and all of this came true, he couldn't let his feeling for her get in the way of his vows to the Fellowship. But in the back of his mind he knew that he couldn't do that. He sighed. "I need Lord Elrond's council." He thought as he ran his hand across his face.
"Man le trasta, Legolas?-what troubles you, Legolas?" asked Aragorn.
"Kai…. Engwarkaimelea…Ill dreams" sighed Legolas.
"I thought elves weren't troubled by such things." said Gimli.
"Oh, we are Gimli; not usually but we are." sighed Legolas as he lay back down on his sleeping pallet with his arms behind his head and stared at the silent stars above.
