The pillars with their long black shadows ran down to the water, where the gleaming reflections were already deep in darkness. The great sleeping river wound steadily back towards its distant source unknown. Turning to look beyond them the huge crimson sun rapidly sinking out of sight.
She turned again, breathless at the beauty of every view; slipped in softness, constantly moving, and then suddenly Legolas' arm rest across her waist.
"Soon the sun will go down," Narquelie Namaarie whispered pulling his other arm over her; Legolas grabbed a hold of her hand pulling it to rest upon his other arm.
"Look it slips out of the world of gods as we watch" - the segment above the skyline was growing smaller steadily and the crimson darkened.
Narquelie Namaarie watched; she found herself holding her breath as the crescent grew smaller and smaller. Legolas' heart thumped beneath her and his breathing raised her skywards. There were tears in her eyes as they watched the afterglow disappear; then when all was fully dark, the stars appeared. The sky was like black velvet, sewn with diamonds.
Legolas caught her hand and Narquelie Namaarie could feel the warmth of his body close to her. Hesitantly she rolled over, resting her body against his, her waist in line with his, her head still upon his shoulder.
"A'maelamin" a soft whisper left his lips.
"A'maelamin" Narquelie Namaarie breathed.
Legolas pulled her hand to rest at the neck of the shirt he was wearing. Pressing it against his cold, yet warm and beating chest. Then drew her closer to him, gently stroking her hair. Nestling against him, she raised her face to his and felt the touch of his lips in the dark.
Dreamily she let him guide her onto her back, she felt him drawing his tunic around them, gently, every move a caress, he eased her robe from her shoulders, and pushed it away, layer after layer, until she was lying naked in his arms. Closing her eyes she felt her body relax until she was drifting in a dream. His lips, his hands, moved delicately across her skin and she felt herself like an instrument touched into wild music at his command. She tensed at the sound of howling nearby, but his hands came over hers. She abandoned herself to him; every part of her body.
The sun still had a few hours before rising and beginning a new day. Narquelie Namaarie lay sleeping peacefully underneath Legolas' tunic.
Returning after checking on the rest of the sleeping fellowship, he watched in horror as a black shadow hovered over his sleeping beloved.
Pulling an arrow out he aimed but suddenly stopped himself. Frozen, Legolas just watched as Narquelie Namaarie's cloak shifted and her bracelet came into full view, it glowed furiously, almost blinding.
"My Precious" the shadow whispered and moved her hair out of her face.
Kissing her forehead lightly so not to wake her up, Gollum lay down besides her, gently stroking her hair. "My precious" he whispered again before sitting up.
After placing a shiny quartz stone in her hand and kissing her one last time, he released her from his grip.
Looking up at Legolas, Gollum suddenly advanced towards him, before stopping suddenly less than a meter from him.
"It was never about the ring was it? It was about her"
"My Precious"
He dove into the water, leaving Legolas speechless at what had just occurred in front of him. His focus then went onto Narquelie Namaarie, who was sitting up with tears in her eyes, fingering the quartz stone in her other hand. She looked up at Legolas and whimpered.
"Did he look well?" she asked. "What does he look like?"
Legolas knelt down beside her and lying back he pulled her to lie beside him. Narquelie Namaarie fingered at his chest as he pulled the tunic over her. "That's all he does. Leaves me these stones…" she continued, snuggling into Legolas.
"Sleep, we have a long journey to continue"
She turned again, breathless at the beauty of every view; slipped in softness, constantly moving, and then suddenly Legolas' arm rest across her waist.
"Soon the sun will go down," Narquelie Namaarie whispered pulling his other arm over her; Legolas grabbed a hold of her hand pulling it to rest upon his other arm.
"Look it slips out of the world of gods as we watch" - the segment above the skyline was growing smaller steadily and the crimson darkened.
Narquelie Namaarie watched; she found herself holding her breath as the crescent grew smaller and smaller. Legolas' heart thumped beneath her and his breathing raised her skywards. There were tears in her eyes as they watched the afterglow disappear; then when all was fully dark, the stars appeared. The sky was like black velvet, sewn with diamonds.
Legolas caught her hand and Narquelie Namaarie could feel the warmth of his body close to her. Hesitantly she rolled over, resting her body against his, her waist in line with his, her head still upon his shoulder.
"A'maelamin" a soft whisper left his lips.
"A'maelamin" Narquelie Namaarie breathed.
Legolas pulled her hand to rest at the neck of the shirt he was wearing. Pressing it against his cold, yet warm and beating chest. Then drew her closer to him, gently stroking her hair. Nestling against him, she raised her face to his and felt the touch of his lips in the dark.
Dreamily she let him guide her onto her back, she felt him drawing his tunic around them, gently, every move a caress, he eased her robe from her shoulders, and pushed it away, layer after layer, until she was lying naked in his arms. Closing her eyes she felt her body relax until she was drifting in a dream. His lips, his hands, moved delicately across her skin and she felt herself like an instrument touched into wild music at his command. She tensed at the sound of howling nearby, but his hands came over hers. She abandoned herself to him; every part of her body.
The sun still had a few hours before rising and beginning a new day. Narquelie Namaarie lay sleeping peacefully underneath Legolas' tunic.
Returning after checking on the rest of the sleeping fellowship, he watched in horror as a black shadow hovered over his sleeping beloved.
Pulling an arrow out he aimed but suddenly stopped himself. Frozen, Legolas just watched as Narquelie Namaarie's cloak shifted and her bracelet came into full view, it glowed furiously, almost blinding.
"My Precious" the shadow whispered and moved her hair out of her face.
Kissing her forehead lightly so not to wake her up, Gollum lay down besides her, gently stroking her hair. "My precious" he whispered again before sitting up.
After placing a shiny quartz stone in her hand and kissing her one last time, he released her from his grip.
Looking up at Legolas, Gollum suddenly advanced towards him, before stopping suddenly less than a meter from him.
"It was never about the ring was it? It was about her"
"My Precious"
He dove into the water, leaving Legolas speechless at what had just occurred in front of him. His focus then went onto Narquelie Namaarie, who was sitting up with tears in her eyes, fingering the quartz stone in her other hand. She looked up at Legolas and whimpered.
"Did he look well?" she asked. "What does he look like?"
Legolas knelt down beside her and lying back he pulled her to lie beside him. Narquelie Namaarie fingered at his chest as he pulled the tunic over her. "That's all he does. Leaves me these stones…" she continued, snuggling into Legolas.
"Sleep, we have a long journey to continue"
