Story: Goldleaf and Greenleaf

Author: Eneth nin Galasriniel

I'm deleting the Author's Note/Chapter so this is what it said:

^^Author's Note:

I am going to be editing the first couple of chapters and changing some of the story (nothing major just the dialogue and stuff) I have already edited the first chapter! Please go back and re-read it. It reads SO much better, haha, I do not know what I was thinking when I wrote it the first time. Like I said, nothing major, so you technically don't have to re-read it because it doesn't give you information or anything just reads better.

To the rushing in the story, I will revise the WHOLE story when I finish the first one! It's too confusing to write two stories at one time. Sorry, but I just believe this is easier.

The next couple of days I will be editing grammar errors and anything else that does not make sense. Please go back and read,

Thanks!

Author's Note: (for this chapter)

So...this chapter is finally done! I hope I made you guys anxious and impatient..haha.

Make sure to leave feedback and don't forget I'm revising this whole thing later on...

Disclaimer: I'm currently rolling in the money I made from owning Harry Potter AND Lord of the Rings...

If you actually believed that then you have problems...(:

Thanks everyone for the reviews and grammar corrections..I'm only in 8th. Grade so I'm improving!

Word Count: 1,147

Ch. 10-Revelations Coming too Late

(P.O.V is unknown..I switch too much.)

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Last Time:

"I-I can't do this." I felt the tears coming.

Galadriel now looked at me with disbelief. "Marcaunon, why? Why can you suddenly not do this?"

I went to answer but couldn't. It felt like there was something in my throat. I felt a tear slip down my face, then another, and then lots more. I was full out crying now.

I threw the circlet on the floor and turned and ran as fast as I could.

I didn't glance back, so I didn't see Legolas and the pain and grief he had on his face. He fell on his knees and picked up the circlet I threw down, the one he would be proudly wearing if I wouldn't of dropped out of the ceremony.

Once again, how could I do this?

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I kept running, past the guards, past the entrance, past everything, until I was running in the woods. I had no idea where I was. How could I with the tears effecting my vision? Was it supposed to feel like this? Was 'it' supposed to feel like you couldn't breath. 'It' being a broken heart or was it the other way around? I was the one to walk out on Legolas, so I guess that makes me the heart-breaker. I wonder how he feels? I'm so selfish. I didn't even consider Legolas' feelings in this. He probably is still at the ceremony, where I left him.

It was my choice to leave my family and friends, even though half of them didn't make it. I didn't even attend Ron and Hermione's funerals.

I stopped. I didn't need to catch my breath, must have been an elf trait, but I stopped nonetheless.

When did I start running from my problems? I have never been one to not stand up and face them; I'm a Gryffindor. I can't keep running.

I sat down on the nearest tree stump and remembered how happy I was recently. I had found my soul mate, someone to have for the rest of my life. Why would I throw it away when I know that Legolas could help me get over my grief. I can handle it on my own, sure, but now I have someone to help me overcome it, and with that I stood up, planning on going back to find Legolas, but I collided with a hard chest and stumbled back.

I looked up and it was Legolas. He looked awful. I never expected to see such a proud elf in his state of disarray. He had tear streaks and his hair was knotty, but the worst was his skin, it was so pale, paler than usual. Knowing that he caused him to be this way, stung him to the core.

He must have been chasing me, but because I was so distracted I didn't even notice.

He probably thought I didn't like him or something. I can't imagine what I would think if I was in his place. I went to touch him, place my hand on his cheek and let him know that he had nothing to do with it.

But my hand recoiled in shock when I felt how cold he was. It certainly wasn't from the weather.

I also noticed that he had paled further when I had jerked my hand away. Did he think I was disgusted by him so much that I wouldn't even touch him?

I had to say something, anything. I took a deep breath and let it out. "Legolas I-..."

But I didn't get to finish my sentence because the next thing I knew, he was on the ground by my feet, passed out.

(To the people I said everything was going to go back to normal, well my muse got creative, sorry!)

Note: Sorry, again...another cliff-hanger, but they are really fun to write, and it's short. I need some feedback so please help.

Should Legolas be fading? (Of course, he isn't actually going to die!)

-OR-

Should he just pass out because of stress and exhaustion from worrying?

Please review or PM me and tell me which one you like and why? Also, tell me maybe how you would like this to happen. Anything, just help!(: FYI I thought this was interesting and unexpected so I wrote it..no flames!

-Lauren! :)