I have had a busy weekend this week, that's why this chapter has been
posted a day later than usual. Anyways thanks to all of you, who are
reading and reviewing my story, it means a great deal to me. Well chapter 9
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Chapter 9: The Return to Lim Sirair
The dim haze of the evening sun shone down upon the two elves as they walked across the green pasture, which stretched out along the banks of the Anduin. Its long whispery grasses waved and danced about them as the gentle wind flowed through the air. Bliss was shining through their fair elven faces, and their hearts where filled with joy and tranquillity. All thoughts of despair for there to find Gollum had all but disappeared, until they rejoined the restless company.
Legolas turned to Elawen and quickly lifted the hood of her cloak over her head; "You don't want everyone else knowing now, do you?" Elawen smiled up at him, "I do not think I could cope with it, especially if Galindor were to find out." "If he ever were to find out, it would not be under my doing," Legolas spoke with honesty as he noticed that stray lock of pale blonde hair fall about Elawen's face, and he gently obscured it under her hood.
As Legolas and Elawen drew closer towards the company, Galadûn showed up in front of them, "My Lord, we have waited long. What must we do?" Legolas sighed and glanced at Elawen, "We must go back to Lim Sirair, tell them that we shall arrive by the noon of the next day." "Yes my prince I will tell them," Galadûn spoke to Legolas with dignity but as he glanced a look from the archer beside Legolas, a look of curiosity spread across his face. "Oh, and Galadûn. Send some of your fastest messengers to tell my father of my uneasy news." Galadûn accepted and made his way over towards the company to explain.
"Legolas, please do not threat over the past. There is nothing you can do." Elawen whispered softly, noticing how downhearted he looked after his words. Legolas looked into Elawen's eyes, "Yes I know. And how can I be, when your radiance is near." Elawen felt her blood rise to her cheeks and Legolas smiled at her, "Come. The company are leaving." Elawen walked beside Legolas, who for once was at the back of the company. The two elves finding it hard not to hold hands as they walked side by side, but the thought of their expressions held them back.
The borders of where the woodland and grassland met was drawing close, not to the surprise of Elawen, Arían joined them looking rather worried. Her elvish features filled with concern. Elawen turned to her and spoke softy, " Arían, remember what I told you." Arían looked forward towards the dense forest and woodland and sighed, "Yes I remember." Legolas, how clearly had heard what the two young maidens where talking about, was beginning to get curious, "Elawen," he whispered softly so as to make sire that nobody else could hear.
"Elawen, what is this you are talking about?" Elawen was about to reply when Arían let out a look of shock and cried," Legolas! How do you know?" Elawen, noticing the confused looks on the faces of the elves in front of them as they turned around to see what all the commission was about, halted so that the company was ahead of them. "Sshhh, Arían please." Arían still confused decided to listen to what Elawen had to say. "Arían don't worry Legolas knows." "But, how did he find out?" Arían spoke out, glad to have an answer but who was still unsure.
"Do not worry about it Arían. Legolas knows and that is all that matters." Arían kept quiet from then on and was just relieved that they were finally under the eves of Mirkwood.
For many leagues the company followed a direct rote North towards Lim Sirair in the twilight, and the only comfort to the elves was the warm, bright glow of Eärendil, as it shone down upon them. And shrill calling of wild birds and eagles echoed through the night while in the forest below, all was silent.
As durn approached the night sky, Galadûn announced that the company should rest, and continue through the morning. Legolas went over to talk to Galadûn and the other Mirkwood captains, leaving Elawen on her own. Every elf made themselves comfortable as they sat and talked in groups. Small lanterns, decorated with engravings of the woodland animals, were lit for warmth and light. An atmosphere of happiness and joy seemed to glow about the company as the sweet sound of elvish voices filled the air around them.
Elawen went to sit down on an old discarded log by the edge of the clearing where the company was resting. Galindor and Arían soon joined her along with two other archers from Mirkwood. Arían introduced her to them, and then sat down beside her.
For a long time they talked about of the search, where they were, and whom they were with and even their opinions. Elawen was not listening as to what the elves where saying, but one thing did stay in her mind, one thing that made her burn with fury. "It was a waste of time searching for that creature, if he has gone he has gone there is nothing we can do about it." One of the elves had said. "Yes I agree. I don't think that Legolas is ready for leadership. Only the Lord Thranduil insisted that he this was a task he had to do."
Elawen just could not take it, Legolas was a wonderful leader, and just because Gollum had escaped did not mean that he had failed. Elawen left them abruptly, and a sudden urge fell upon her to turn and shoot them straight away. But she pushed this urge away knowing what the consequences would be if she were to pursue these actions, and quietly stepped away.
Elawen walked by herself hurt and upset, wondering about the conversations that were taking place about her. Many were talking about Gollum and what he may do, or where he might have gone. Some now even spoke of the Dark Lord and pondered on whether he knew where Gollum was and whether or not he may try to in snare the creature again. Suddenly the happy and joyful atmosphere there once was had gone as the company pondered on dark thoughts. These thoughts spread a shiver through her, and Elawen was trying to think of joy and happiness to get rid of these thoughts.
She gazed about where she was standing, but Legolas could not be seen and all of her hopes fell in dismay, for she longed to see him again.
As she peered around, a small voice spoke softly behind Elawen and she turned in surprise. The figure was small for an elf, and he was clad in dark brown garments. The elf pulled out a small piece of golden paper from a pocket in his cloak and handed it to Elawen. Elawen carefully opened the note and read it, her face Lit up as she read the Sindarin inscription. Elawen was about to say thank you to the small elf but he had already gone, so Elawen rushed off through the trees behind her.
The early morning sky was grey and dim like the day before, and Elawen's face shone with happiness and anxiety. Not very far from where the company was a large stream was flowing ahead, and the trees seemed different from the rest. They looked special and more unique for there bark shone a rich gold but their leaves glowed a bright green. Elawen walked about the trees in amazement as to what her eyes were seeing. The air around her was fresh carrying the sweet aroma of the plants of the forest, and on the grass and undergrowth stone slabs were placed leading up to the banks of the stream.
All of Elawen's dark and morose thoughts were washed away as she entered this strange but wonderful place, and her heart was filled with hope and happiness once more. As Elawen walked along the stone slab path before her, a presence fell upon her, and Elawen stopped in her steps. She did not feel threatened at all by this presence as she had thought, and though her calmness she felt a warm touch on her shoulder. Elawen turned slowly in answer, for she knew who it was. "I gather you got my message," the melodic voice of the elf rang out. Elawen gazed up at the tall elf and smiled to herself in contentment, "Yes, and I am glad I did."
Legolas took Elawen's hand and lead her towards the stream, gazed into her beautiful grey blue eyes, "I thought that you would like it here," he spoke softly, "It is a very special place for me."
The two elves sat by the edge of the stream; it's fast trickling waters flowing down stream, while the call of the birds flowed through the forest. Elawen sat by Legolas, her head on his chest gazing ahead, while Legolas held her in his arms. Both the elves radiance shone around them with exultation.
Legolas glanced down at the elf maiden in his arms, and kissed her head softly. Elawen looked up into his dreamy blue eyes as they gazed upon her, "I know this place is wonderful and truly special, but why is special to you?" Legolas smiled, "This place holds many memory's for me." Elawen sat up, a look of curiosity upon her fair face. "I used to come her every evening when I was a child, with my parents," Elawen noticed that Legolas had stopped smiling when her mentioned his parents, "What is it?" Legolas looked away from her glance and closed his eyes, "It's nothing, don't worry." Elawen knew that it wasn't nothing but quietly whispered, "It is your mother, isn't it."
Legolas turned to see the worry and concern in Elawen's face, and nodded, "I have never known my mother, and I was so young then I can not remember her." Elawen gently touched his beautiful pure face for comfort, "I am sure that were ever she is now, she is really proud of you." "But how can she be proud of me, I have failed to find Gollum," Legolas dwelled back on his thoughts that previous day. Elawen looked at him in the eye and spoke with a soothing voice, "You have not failed, believe me, your mother will be proud of you no matter what."
Legolas slowly smiled, and was touched that Elawen was so concerned and worried about him, and placed a hand on her cheek. Elawen, gladdened by his warm touch upon her face once more, smiled with delight, "And remember, I will always be proud of you." Legolas wrapped his arms around her whispering softly in her ear, "Oio naa elealla alasse'."
Yet another elvish lesson . . . (These are rather useful!!!!)
Some pre-done questions:
How are you? – Sut naa lle?
Do I know you? – Amin sinta lle?
Do you feel well? – Lle tyava quel?
Do you speak elvish? – Lle quena I'lambe tel' Eldalie?
What is it? – Mani naa ta?
What happened? – Mani marte?
What are you doing? – Mani naa lle umien?
What is your name? – Mani naa essa en lle?
Where are you from? – Manke naa lle tuulo'?
Where are you/we going? – Manke naa lye/lle autien?
Are you ready? – Lle desiel?
Why do you want to know? – Mankoi lle irma sint?
Who are you? – Ya naa lle?
And some numbers:
One - Er
Two - Atta
Three – Nelde
Four - kinta
Five - Lempe
Six - Enque
Seven - Otso
Eight - Tolto
Nine - Nerte
Ten - Kainen
Eleven - Minque
Twelve – Ratse
(At the end of the next chapter, the elvish lessons will include phrases I have used in the story)
Thank you so much for reading, I really hope you have enjoyed!!!! Now, remember to review!!!!!!!!
Chapter 9: The Return to Lim Sirair
The dim haze of the evening sun shone down upon the two elves as they walked across the green pasture, which stretched out along the banks of the Anduin. Its long whispery grasses waved and danced about them as the gentle wind flowed through the air. Bliss was shining through their fair elven faces, and their hearts where filled with joy and tranquillity. All thoughts of despair for there to find Gollum had all but disappeared, until they rejoined the restless company.
Legolas turned to Elawen and quickly lifted the hood of her cloak over her head; "You don't want everyone else knowing now, do you?" Elawen smiled up at him, "I do not think I could cope with it, especially if Galindor were to find out." "If he ever were to find out, it would not be under my doing," Legolas spoke with honesty as he noticed that stray lock of pale blonde hair fall about Elawen's face, and he gently obscured it under her hood.
As Legolas and Elawen drew closer towards the company, Galadûn showed up in front of them, "My Lord, we have waited long. What must we do?" Legolas sighed and glanced at Elawen, "We must go back to Lim Sirair, tell them that we shall arrive by the noon of the next day." "Yes my prince I will tell them," Galadûn spoke to Legolas with dignity but as he glanced a look from the archer beside Legolas, a look of curiosity spread across his face. "Oh, and Galadûn. Send some of your fastest messengers to tell my father of my uneasy news." Galadûn accepted and made his way over towards the company to explain.
"Legolas, please do not threat over the past. There is nothing you can do." Elawen whispered softly, noticing how downhearted he looked after his words. Legolas looked into Elawen's eyes, "Yes I know. And how can I be, when your radiance is near." Elawen felt her blood rise to her cheeks and Legolas smiled at her, "Come. The company are leaving." Elawen walked beside Legolas, who for once was at the back of the company. The two elves finding it hard not to hold hands as they walked side by side, but the thought of their expressions held them back.
The borders of where the woodland and grassland met was drawing close, not to the surprise of Elawen, Arían joined them looking rather worried. Her elvish features filled with concern. Elawen turned to her and spoke softy, " Arían, remember what I told you." Arían looked forward towards the dense forest and woodland and sighed, "Yes I remember." Legolas, how clearly had heard what the two young maidens where talking about, was beginning to get curious, "Elawen," he whispered softly so as to make sire that nobody else could hear.
"Elawen, what is this you are talking about?" Elawen was about to reply when Arían let out a look of shock and cried," Legolas! How do you know?" Elawen, noticing the confused looks on the faces of the elves in front of them as they turned around to see what all the commission was about, halted so that the company was ahead of them. "Sshhh, Arían please." Arían still confused decided to listen to what Elawen had to say. "Arían don't worry Legolas knows." "But, how did he find out?" Arían spoke out, glad to have an answer but who was still unsure.
"Do not worry about it Arían. Legolas knows and that is all that matters." Arían kept quiet from then on and was just relieved that they were finally under the eves of Mirkwood.
For many leagues the company followed a direct rote North towards Lim Sirair in the twilight, and the only comfort to the elves was the warm, bright glow of Eärendil, as it shone down upon them. And shrill calling of wild birds and eagles echoed through the night while in the forest below, all was silent.
As durn approached the night sky, Galadûn announced that the company should rest, and continue through the morning. Legolas went over to talk to Galadûn and the other Mirkwood captains, leaving Elawen on her own. Every elf made themselves comfortable as they sat and talked in groups. Small lanterns, decorated with engravings of the woodland animals, were lit for warmth and light. An atmosphere of happiness and joy seemed to glow about the company as the sweet sound of elvish voices filled the air around them.
Elawen went to sit down on an old discarded log by the edge of the clearing where the company was resting. Galindor and Arían soon joined her along with two other archers from Mirkwood. Arían introduced her to them, and then sat down beside her.
For a long time they talked about of the search, where they were, and whom they were with and even their opinions. Elawen was not listening as to what the elves where saying, but one thing did stay in her mind, one thing that made her burn with fury. "It was a waste of time searching for that creature, if he has gone he has gone there is nothing we can do about it." One of the elves had said. "Yes I agree. I don't think that Legolas is ready for leadership. Only the Lord Thranduil insisted that he this was a task he had to do."
Elawen just could not take it, Legolas was a wonderful leader, and just because Gollum had escaped did not mean that he had failed. Elawen left them abruptly, and a sudden urge fell upon her to turn and shoot them straight away. But she pushed this urge away knowing what the consequences would be if she were to pursue these actions, and quietly stepped away.
Elawen walked by herself hurt and upset, wondering about the conversations that were taking place about her. Many were talking about Gollum and what he may do, or where he might have gone. Some now even spoke of the Dark Lord and pondered on whether he knew where Gollum was and whether or not he may try to in snare the creature again. Suddenly the happy and joyful atmosphere there once was had gone as the company pondered on dark thoughts. These thoughts spread a shiver through her, and Elawen was trying to think of joy and happiness to get rid of these thoughts.
She gazed about where she was standing, but Legolas could not be seen and all of her hopes fell in dismay, for she longed to see him again.
As she peered around, a small voice spoke softly behind Elawen and she turned in surprise. The figure was small for an elf, and he was clad in dark brown garments. The elf pulled out a small piece of golden paper from a pocket in his cloak and handed it to Elawen. Elawen carefully opened the note and read it, her face Lit up as she read the Sindarin inscription. Elawen was about to say thank you to the small elf but he had already gone, so Elawen rushed off through the trees behind her.
The early morning sky was grey and dim like the day before, and Elawen's face shone with happiness and anxiety. Not very far from where the company was a large stream was flowing ahead, and the trees seemed different from the rest. They looked special and more unique for there bark shone a rich gold but their leaves glowed a bright green. Elawen walked about the trees in amazement as to what her eyes were seeing. The air around her was fresh carrying the sweet aroma of the plants of the forest, and on the grass and undergrowth stone slabs were placed leading up to the banks of the stream.
All of Elawen's dark and morose thoughts were washed away as she entered this strange but wonderful place, and her heart was filled with hope and happiness once more. As Elawen walked along the stone slab path before her, a presence fell upon her, and Elawen stopped in her steps. She did not feel threatened at all by this presence as she had thought, and though her calmness she felt a warm touch on her shoulder. Elawen turned slowly in answer, for she knew who it was. "I gather you got my message," the melodic voice of the elf rang out. Elawen gazed up at the tall elf and smiled to herself in contentment, "Yes, and I am glad I did."
Legolas took Elawen's hand and lead her towards the stream, gazed into her beautiful grey blue eyes, "I thought that you would like it here," he spoke softly, "It is a very special place for me."
The two elves sat by the edge of the stream; it's fast trickling waters flowing down stream, while the call of the birds flowed through the forest. Elawen sat by Legolas, her head on his chest gazing ahead, while Legolas held her in his arms. Both the elves radiance shone around them with exultation.
Legolas glanced down at the elf maiden in his arms, and kissed her head softly. Elawen looked up into his dreamy blue eyes as they gazed upon her, "I know this place is wonderful and truly special, but why is special to you?" Legolas smiled, "This place holds many memory's for me." Elawen sat up, a look of curiosity upon her fair face. "I used to come her every evening when I was a child, with my parents," Elawen noticed that Legolas had stopped smiling when her mentioned his parents, "What is it?" Legolas looked away from her glance and closed his eyes, "It's nothing, don't worry." Elawen knew that it wasn't nothing but quietly whispered, "It is your mother, isn't it."
Legolas turned to see the worry and concern in Elawen's face, and nodded, "I have never known my mother, and I was so young then I can not remember her." Elawen gently touched his beautiful pure face for comfort, "I am sure that were ever she is now, she is really proud of you." "But how can she be proud of me, I have failed to find Gollum," Legolas dwelled back on his thoughts that previous day. Elawen looked at him in the eye and spoke with a soothing voice, "You have not failed, believe me, your mother will be proud of you no matter what."
Legolas slowly smiled, and was touched that Elawen was so concerned and worried about him, and placed a hand on her cheek. Elawen, gladdened by his warm touch upon her face once more, smiled with delight, "And remember, I will always be proud of you." Legolas wrapped his arms around her whispering softly in her ear, "Oio naa elealla alasse'."
Yet another elvish lesson . . . (These are rather useful!!!!)
Some pre-done questions:
How are you? – Sut naa lle?
Do I know you? – Amin sinta lle?
Do you feel well? – Lle tyava quel?
Do you speak elvish? – Lle quena I'lambe tel' Eldalie?
What is it? – Mani naa ta?
What happened? – Mani marte?
What are you doing? – Mani naa lle umien?
What is your name? – Mani naa essa en lle?
Where are you from? – Manke naa lle tuulo'?
Where are you/we going? – Manke naa lye/lle autien?
Are you ready? – Lle desiel?
Why do you want to know? – Mankoi lle irma sint?
Who are you? – Ya naa lle?
And some numbers:
One - Er
Two - Atta
Three – Nelde
Four - kinta
Five - Lempe
Six - Enque
Seven - Otso
Eight - Tolto
Nine - Nerte
Ten - Kainen
Eleven - Minque
Twelve – Ratse
(At the end of the next chapter, the elvish lessons will include phrases I have used in the story)
Thank you so much for reading, I really hope you have enjoyed!!!! Now, remember to review!!!!!!!!