A Life Worth Living
Chapter Four
A/N: Thanks a bunch for reviewing!!!! It's really cool knowing that people like this story!! Sorry for the slow updating...But finally, here's the fourth chapter!!!! Read and Review!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own LOTR....Do YOU think I own LOTR? If I did own LOTR, do you think I'd be sitting here, right now, at my computer, typing this very stupid disclaimer, getting ready to type this made up story? Do you really really think? Really? Me neither...
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"Legolas! Wait up!" Aragorn called to his friend, who was way ahead of him. Legolas slowed down, and waited for him to get closer.
"Legolas? Would you mind explaining a little bit?" he asked.
"What is there to explain?" He asked back, getting agitated.
"How do you know your father is really in trouble?"
"Aragorn, our dreams said so, we had the same one" the elf replied.
"Well, yes, but they were just dreams weren't they?"
"My friend, this is one of those things I just know, trust me, now lets go!"
"Legolas, wait, how long have you known about this then?"
"A couple of days," he answered shortly, and began to speed off.
"So why didn't you speak of this before?" Aragorn shouted after him, but received no reply.
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They rode for a three and a half days through the High Pass, stopping only to rest the horses. When they rested, the man and elf did not speak, but sat quietly, taking a drink of water, or a bite of lembas. The terrain was rough, and cold, but they pushed on, harder and harder every day. Aragorn made few attempts to talk to his friend, for each time, the elf said nothing, and continued riding.
They made it out of the mountains, horses exhausted and tired, but alive, and Legolas gave in to resting for a while.
"Legolas, I understand your father is in trouble, but it will be no good to him if you arrive even later because the horses died from exhaustion. Besides, you need to rest as well, I can see that you are weary." Aragorn insisted.
"Elves to not get weary," Legolas snapped, but sat down any ways.
They rested for two hours, and set off again, heading due east, towards Mirkwood. The edge of the forest appeared, a day and a half later, darker and more mysterious than ever.
Legolas slowed, as he reached the trees border, peering into the deepening darkness.
"Welcome home my friend," Argorn said.
"Home..." the elf whispered...
*Flashback*
"Legolas! Legolas!" he heard his father yell.
`No, not today, please not today,' he said to himself, going deeper under the covers.
"Legolas! Wake up! I have a surprise for you!" Thranduil said, opening his son's door.
"Huh?" Legolas asked. There was something strange at work here, his father sounded, well, er, happy.
"Hurry now, hurry, get dressed!" the king ordered. Legolas, getting a little suspicious, climbed out of bed and put on his day tunic and leggings.
"What is it ada?" Legolas asked.
"Follow me," he said, grabbing his son's hand and leading him outside.
Out on the grounds, his fathers first hand elves were waiting for them.
"What's going on ada?" he asked.
"Well, it is your birthday isn't it?" Oh! It was! He'd totally forgotten! Today he was twelve years old.
"Bring him out!" The king said to the elves, and they ran to get this `him'.
"Happy Birthday son," Legolas couldn't believe what he saw.
It was a horse, a medium sized, black horse, with a white mane and tail. It stood tall and proud as Legolas walked over to it.
"He's mine?" he whispered.
"He's all yours Legolas, he's the finest stallion of his size in Mirkwood, I believe you'll be able to handle him. Later, I'll show you how to ride bare back ok?"
"Yes ada, thank you so much!" he said to his father, as he hugged him.
Later that day, Thranduil and his son went hunting, and Legolas learned how to ride bareback. It was the best day of his life...
*End flashback*
"Legolas? Legolas?"
"Uh, yes Aragorn?" he said, startled.
"You've been sitting there for five minutes. Shall we go?"
"Yes, let's go, but lead the horses for a while, this place has changed a lot since I've been here." Legolas told him. Aragorn nodded in agreement.
"Hold on father, I'm coming..."
A/N: Again.....another short, chapter...Be patient please! This chapter was just kind of a connecting chapter, and showed that Thranduil wasn't all bad! Please REVIEW!!!!!!!
Chapter Four
A/N: Thanks a bunch for reviewing!!!! It's really cool knowing that people like this story!! Sorry for the slow updating...But finally, here's the fourth chapter!!!! Read and Review!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own LOTR....Do YOU think I own LOTR? If I did own LOTR, do you think I'd be sitting here, right now, at my computer, typing this very stupid disclaimer, getting ready to type this made up story? Do you really really think? Really? Me neither...
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"Legolas! Wait up!" Aragorn called to his friend, who was way ahead of him. Legolas slowed down, and waited for him to get closer.
"Legolas? Would you mind explaining a little bit?" he asked.
"What is there to explain?" He asked back, getting agitated.
"How do you know your father is really in trouble?"
"Aragorn, our dreams said so, we had the same one" the elf replied.
"Well, yes, but they were just dreams weren't they?"
"My friend, this is one of those things I just know, trust me, now lets go!"
"Legolas, wait, how long have you known about this then?"
"A couple of days," he answered shortly, and began to speed off.
"So why didn't you speak of this before?" Aragorn shouted after him, but received no reply.
~*~
They rode for a three and a half days through the High Pass, stopping only to rest the horses. When they rested, the man and elf did not speak, but sat quietly, taking a drink of water, or a bite of lembas. The terrain was rough, and cold, but they pushed on, harder and harder every day. Aragorn made few attempts to talk to his friend, for each time, the elf said nothing, and continued riding.
They made it out of the mountains, horses exhausted and tired, but alive, and Legolas gave in to resting for a while.
"Legolas, I understand your father is in trouble, but it will be no good to him if you arrive even later because the horses died from exhaustion. Besides, you need to rest as well, I can see that you are weary." Aragorn insisted.
"Elves to not get weary," Legolas snapped, but sat down any ways.
They rested for two hours, and set off again, heading due east, towards Mirkwood. The edge of the forest appeared, a day and a half later, darker and more mysterious than ever.
Legolas slowed, as he reached the trees border, peering into the deepening darkness.
"Welcome home my friend," Argorn said.
"Home..." the elf whispered...
*Flashback*
"Legolas! Legolas!" he heard his father yell.
`No, not today, please not today,' he said to himself, going deeper under the covers.
"Legolas! Wake up! I have a surprise for you!" Thranduil said, opening his son's door.
"Huh?" Legolas asked. There was something strange at work here, his father sounded, well, er, happy.
"Hurry now, hurry, get dressed!" the king ordered. Legolas, getting a little suspicious, climbed out of bed and put on his day tunic and leggings.
"What is it ada?" Legolas asked.
"Follow me," he said, grabbing his son's hand and leading him outside.
Out on the grounds, his fathers first hand elves were waiting for them.
"What's going on ada?" he asked.
"Well, it is your birthday isn't it?" Oh! It was! He'd totally forgotten! Today he was twelve years old.
"Bring him out!" The king said to the elves, and they ran to get this `him'.
"Happy Birthday son," Legolas couldn't believe what he saw.
It was a horse, a medium sized, black horse, with a white mane and tail. It stood tall and proud as Legolas walked over to it.
"He's mine?" he whispered.
"He's all yours Legolas, he's the finest stallion of his size in Mirkwood, I believe you'll be able to handle him. Later, I'll show you how to ride bare back ok?"
"Yes ada, thank you so much!" he said to his father, as he hugged him.
Later that day, Thranduil and his son went hunting, and Legolas learned how to ride bareback. It was the best day of his life...
*End flashback*
"Legolas? Legolas?"
"Uh, yes Aragorn?" he said, startled.
"You've been sitting there for five minutes. Shall we go?"
"Yes, let's go, but lead the horses for a while, this place has changed a lot since I've been here." Legolas told him. Aragorn nodded in agreement.
"Hold on father, I'm coming..."
A/N: Again.....another short, chapter...Be patient please! This chapter was just kind of a connecting chapter, and showed that Thranduil wasn't all bad! Please REVIEW!!!!!!!