First things first... Terribly, terribly sorry about all the spelling and grammar and well, basically badly-written paragraphs. I'm a very impatient person so I don't bother going back and checking my stuff. Well, as long as everybody understands and likes it, that makes me profusely happy :-D. Well..... I'm grounded again.... For yet another month. I've been doing stupid shit lately. Because I'm stupid. Heheh. Well, this chapter is quite a bit different. They're ALMOST home, but something happens. I'm listening to Linkin Park (Somewhere I Belong), Evanescence (Even in Death) and Incubus (Certain shade of Green) while writing this... so maybe that's why bad things happen. Heheh. Just a little tidbit. Here's a new chapter....
Aunorey lay on a soft wool blanket by Legolas's side, he was on his side playing with her hair while she snuggled into his chest, and stared up at the star-speckled sky. It looked like something she had dreamt of... or once painted. It looked as though an artist had taken swirls of darkgray and navy blue and spread it across the sky with his paintbrush, and then added silver and gold sparkles to light it us. It was absolutely beautiful. Moonlight washed the path in front of them, in a someone strange, creepy way. It was filtered by the trees, making long shadows. She felt Legolas shift and then wrap a blanket around her and then sat up.
Aunorey turned away from the sky to see what Legolas was doing. He had picked up some of his arrows and began to examine them, sharpen the tips with a smooth, oval-shaped stone.
"What are you doing?" She asked softly.
"Hmmm? Oh... Nothing. I just had the sudden urge to do this."
"Oh..." She sighed deeply, content. She lifted her hand and began to massage his back, and noticed his muscles felt hard... strained. She sat up, her long brown hair cascading around her bare shoulders and down her arms. She wore a gown of light green and white silk with a lavender sash. Legolas had bought it for her earlier that day. "Legolas, what is it?" She looked down at the hand she was massaging his back with. She still wore his family crest ring. A faint smile played around her mouth.
Legolas put the sharpened arrow down, and reached around to grab her hand. He looked sad, protective. "What is it?" She used her free hand to stroke his cheek, and leaned forward to kiss his neck.
"I don't know, Norey... Something is going to happen. I can feel it, just about taste it, and it's scaring me..." His voice was low, and hard. She could feel he felt somewhat hopeless because he didn't know what it was.
"Legolas... everything is fine. Come, let's sleep and in the morning everything will be fine." They both didn't mention that in another two days or so, they would approach Mirkwood. For some reason, that made both of their hearts clench.
Yes, something would happen.
Legolas lay back, craddled Aunorey from behind, kissed the nape of her neck, and fell asleep.
Near two in the morning, Aunorey woke up. She felt something wrap itself around her leg. She wanted to scream, and she didn't feel Legolas's warm body pressed to hers anymore. But something thick was around her mouth, and when she moved she could feel it pull at her hair. It was so dark she thought she had gone blind, but she could see a few moonbeams penetrate through the leaves a few yards over.
She wasn't where she had fell asleep at. She wasn't where Legolas was....
Suddenly she was jerked up. Something had grabbed a fist full of her hair and yanked her so she stood; but with her arms tied behind her back and her feet tied together, she was just about dangling, helpless... Aunorey could feel the roots of her hair start to pull out of her scalp and she cried out, although it was muffled and quiet against the cloth. Tears of pure terror sprang to her eyes, and she saw the glint of eyes in front of her. It was a man, she realized. An elf.... From his build, and she could tell he had long hair. She began to thrash about wildly, but another hand came up and gripped another handful of hair and she held still, the pain unbelievable. Her scalp felt like it was on fire.
All of a sudden, she was dropped to the ground, and someone kicked her in the thighs, and then in the stomach... She blacked out.
Legolas awoke. He realized that a log that had fallen over in the fire and made a loud snap. He groaned... he was usually a light sleeper but he was sleeping very well right then. He ran a hand over his face and felt something warm gush through his fingers.
Blood.... He looked at his hand in the dim light. He was bleeding.
"What the hell...?" He ran a hand over his right cheek again. There was a deep gash in it. How had he not waken up? What the hell.... What did that to him?
Suddenly, he realized when he sat up that he was alone. There was a bundle of cold blankets next to him, and when he reached under he realized it was still slightly warm. But no Aunorey. Panic, fear, and anger filled his chest and wanted to take over all of his senses, but he willed them all down and tried to keep sane.
Maybe she just went to get a drink or something... But I've always, always told her to wake me if she goes anywhere in the night. Fuck...
Legolas swore aloud, running a hand over the back of his hair. He stood up and grabbed an extra cloth and wiped his face off. Blood smeared on it, and he realized his face was still bleeding. He held the cloth to it, then quickly picked up his bow and put the satchel of arrows on his back.
"Aunorey?!" Legolas yelled, starting towards the forest. "Aunorey!" He ran wildly into the trees when he didn't hear anyone call back. "Aunorey!" His voice sounded different even to him, a throaty, husky, scared sound. "Aunorey! Where are you? Please... Aunorey!"
Legolas groaned, wanted to cry. He had never, ever once cried over anything in his life. Not since he was a teenager at least. But now, he was so scared that Aunorey might be hurt... He pushed the thought of his mind. Nothings happened to her, like she said, everythings okay.... Everything's going to be okay....
Suddenly, a soft, lilting voice carried through the still, chilled air...
I see your shadow, so I know...
Moonlight on the soft brown earth, it leads me to where you lay....
They took you away from me....
I will stay forever here with you.... My love...
The softly spoken words you gave me, even in death
Our love goes on...
Some say I'm crazy for my love...
Legolas swore, when he reached the tiny, sandy shore of the river he realized the beautiful, soft voice was coming from the river. A river nymph, or a siren, that had swam up from the beach not so far off, could live in the river for a few days when they were cursed and sing. The song was a curse, and he knew it had to be a siren that had sang this song and put him into such a deep sleep. Legolas knew he would have woke up in Aunorey had gotten up... Fury swelled like a hard fist inside his chest.
Someone who wanted Aunorey had cursed the siren and sent them here....
He had to find out who it was.
Aunorey lay on a soft wool blanket by Legolas's side, he was on his side playing with her hair while she snuggled into his chest, and stared up at the star-speckled sky. It looked like something she had dreamt of... or once painted. It looked as though an artist had taken swirls of darkgray and navy blue and spread it across the sky with his paintbrush, and then added silver and gold sparkles to light it us. It was absolutely beautiful. Moonlight washed the path in front of them, in a someone strange, creepy way. It was filtered by the trees, making long shadows. She felt Legolas shift and then wrap a blanket around her and then sat up.
Aunorey turned away from the sky to see what Legolas was doing. He had picked up some of his arrows and began to examine them, sharpen the tips with a smooth, oval-shaped stone.
"What are you doing?" She asked softly.
"Hmmm? Oh... Nothing. I just had the sudden urge to do this."
"Oh..." She sighed deeply, content. She lifted her hand and began to massage his back, and noticed his muscles felt hard... strained. She sat up, her long brown hair cascading around her bare shoulders and down her arms. She wore a gown of light green and white silk with a lavender sash. Legolas had bought it for her earlier that day. "Legolas, what is it?" She looked down at the hand she was massaging his back with. She still wore his family crest ring. A faint smile played around her mouth.
Legolas put the sharpened arrow down, and reached around to grab her hand. He looked sad, protective. "What is it?" She used her free hand to stroke his cheek, and leaned forward to kiss his neck.
"I don't know, Norey... Something is going to happen. I can feel it, just about taste it, and it's scaring me..." His voice was low, and hard. She could feel he felt somewhat hopeless because he didn't know what it was.
"Legolas... everything is fine. Come, let's sleep and in the morning everything will be fine." They both didn't mention that in another two days or so, they would approach Mirkwood. For some reason, that made both of their hearts clench.
Yes, something would happen.
Legolas lay back, craddled Aunorey from behind, kissed the nape of her neck, and fell asleep.
Near two in the morning, Aunorey woke up. She felt something wrap itself around her leg. She wanted to scream, and she didn't feel Legolas's warm body pressed to hers anymore. But something thick was around her mouth, and when she moved she could feel it pull at her hair. It was so dark she thought she had gone blind, but she could see a few moonbeams penetrate through the leaves a few yards over.
She wasn't where she had fell asleep at. She wasn't where Legolas was....
Suddenly she was jerked up. Something had grabbed a fist full of her hair and yanked her so she stood; but with her arms tied behind her back and her feet tied together, she was just about dangling, helpless... Aunorey could feel the roots of her hair start to pull out of her scalp and she cried out, although it was muffled and quiet against the cloth. Tears of pure terror sprang to her eyes, and she saw the glint of eyes in front of her. It was a man, she realized. An elf.... From his build, and she could tell he had long hair. She began to thrash about wildly, but another hand came up and gripped another handful of hair and she held still, the pain unbelievable. Her scalp felt like it was on fire.
All of a sudden, she was dropped to the ground, and someone kicked her in the thighs, and then in the stomach... She blacked out.
Legolas awoke. He realized that a log that had fallen over in the fire and made a loud snap. He groaned... he was usually a light sleeper but he was sleeping very well right then. He ran a hand over his face and felt something warm gush through his fingers.
Blood.... He looked at his hand in the dim light. He was bleeding.
"What the hell...?" He ran a hand over his right cheek again. There was a deep gash in it. How had he not waken up? What the hell.... What did that to him?
Suddenly, he realized when he sat up that he was alone. There was a bundle of cold blankets next to him, and when he reached under he realized it was still slightly warm. But no Aunorey. Panic, fear, and anger filled his chest and wanted to take over all of his senses, but he willed them all down and tried to keep sane.
Maybe she just went to get a drink or something... But I've always, always told her to wake me if she goes anywhere in the night. Fuck...
Legolas swore aloud, running a hand over the back of his hair. He stood up and grabbed an extra cloth and wiped his face off. Blood smeared on it, and he realized his face was still bleeding. He held the cloth to it, then quickly picked up his bow and put the satchel of arrows on his back.
"Aunorey?!" Legolas yelled, starting towards the forest. "Aunorey!" He ran wildly into the trees when he didn't hear anyone call back. "Aunorey!" His voice sounded different even to him, a throaty, husky, scared sound. "Aunorey! Where are you? Please... Aunorey!"
Legolas groaned, wanted to cry. He had never, ever once cried over anything in his life. Not since he was a teenager at least. But now, he was so scared that Aunorey might be hurt... He pushed the thought of his mind. Nothings happened to her, like she said, everythings okay.... Everything's going to be okay....
Suddenly, a soft, lilting voice carried through the still, chilled air...
I see your shadow, so I know...
Moonlight on the soft brown earth, it leads me to where you lay....
They took you away from me....
I will stay forever here with you.... My love...
The softly spoken words you gave me, even in death
Our love goes on...
Some say I'm crazy for my love...
Legolas swore, when he reached the tiny, sandy shore of the river he realized the beautiful, soft voice was coming from the river. A river nymph, or a siren, that had swam up from the beach not so far off, could live in the river for a few days when they were cursed and sing. The song was a curse, and he knew it had to be a siren that had sang this song and put him into such a deep sleep. Legolas knew he would have woke up in Aunorey had gotten up... Fury swelled like a hard fist inside his chest.
Someone who wanted Aunorey had cursed the siren and sent them here....
He had to find out who it was.