Changes of a kind
By Youkiyra Solar alias Krystal Fox
Krystal Fox: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING OF J.R.R. Tolkien of his writings of LOTR I DO NOT OWN
Chapter 7 Tests galore
Legolas had fallen asleep in the old tree and it had covered and protected him from preying eyes that might have been in the woods. He dreamt long and deep of the life he used to lead, one of peace and happiness now he lived in a life full of fear. He knew that it would all come down to a last battle between himself and his master only them. All by himself he would have to defeat his worst nightmare.
Flashback:
The lessons were painful. If he failed the correct way of preparing the spell Master would take the whip and slice his back with it till he got the spell correct.
Every time he did the spell correctly another thing of his elven self seemed to become enhanced. Then One day for once Greznixial told him, "Go to the top of the tower and I want you to stay there all day and concentrate on the spells you have learned because this evening I will test you on what you know and if you don't know it well enough you know the consequence."
Legolas had bowed and let the orcs lead him to the staircase and get showed through the doorway. As he sat up on the star gazing roof he looked up at he sky that he rarely saw and smiled. There was a small bit of him left and hopefully he would fully heal at heart if he were to ever escape/ if ever.
All day he practiced and used his spells and made sure that he had them down perfectly. Each time that he failed to create it properly he berated himself knowing if Greznixial were there he would have one more cut on the back.
Each moment seemed to inch by, a meal was brought at midday, and all afternoon he practiced soon enjoying the joy of creating things with his magic. Though his pale skin was just one reminder of the family and friends he had left behind.
That evening as the stars came out he saw Elendil, and he smiled speaking softly in elvish (a language that he had been banned from speaking in this building said, to the sky, "elendil may you shine on me and bring me a way out. For I long to be free."
Soon afterwards he was called downstairs where His master was giving certain spells to be created.
"Do the night light poisoning."
Legolas slowly imagined a poisonous plant then a light that if looked upon would attach itself to one who saw it a poison into his system.
"Good. Now instant death, do it to the orc that was condemned for stealing last night." Pointing to the orc who was tied to a post outside.
He went and imagined a lightning bolt that couldn't be seen to strike the orc and it did with the greatest ease. He felt so tired, over 100 of these tests were quite tiring.
Greznixial smiled, "You have learned everything that I know, I now welcome your council as I continue to serve the High King of Nazgul." he said quite pride fully.
Legolas just bowed and returned to the room that was given him to stay in, it had a small window and ragged blanket and a bed that was never comfortable. He fell exhaustedly to the bed and was instantly asleep.
End of flashback
Legolas stirred on the tree limb but the tree made sure that he didn't move enough to fall of and hurt himself. Covering him with some more leafy limbs gently hummed an ent song that it had been taught at the beginning of time.
Krystal Fox: I know this is a strange like chapter but I just got back into writing in this story (much like some other stories of mine) So eventually this story is going to get better I have finally gotten a more definite plot for this story so I will slowly let it untwine.
