"Dare I ask of your name?" Legolas said breaking the observing silence
between them. She only gave him a questioning look as if to ask, "Dare?" He
clarified himself and spoke once again, "For fear it might knock me off my
feet." She quickly turned and broke into a run, that looked more like she
was gliding between the trees. Legolas ran after her, trailing behind her
hair and clothes fluttering in the wind surrounding them. "Please, I mean
you no harm," he said pleadingly not wanting to loose the Lorelei in the
forest. She soon stopped and held out a hand as to keep Legolas from
running ahead.
He looked down to see they were standing on the sandy shore of a clear lake. The Lorelei sat down on a branch low to the ground. She was not glowing as brightly, for the moon was shining through the trees giving the lake a mirror like surface. "Am I forever to call you Lorelei?" Legolas inquired once again and sat down beside her waiting for a reply. He watched as her now unsandled feet dangled in the water below, and observed as she barely traced her toes along the bank. He looked back into her green eyes and saw she was quite intent at staring at the sand beneath them. His gaze again drifted back towards the sand and noticed a shimmery liquid forming letters under her feet. She was spelling out her name. Legolas watched in anticipation as the letters formed the word: Lynia. Lynia.Lynia.. he repeated to himself letting the name roll off his tongue and spill onto his lips. "Lynia," he spoke, and she turned to face him. She held out her palm, and glowing on it was a small white orb with undefinable edges. "Lynia," he repeated as he held out his fingers to the orb and felt himself slip into the darkness that surrounded them.
He looked down to see they were standing on the sandy shore of a clear lake. The Lorelei sat down on a branch low to the ground. She was not glowing as brightly, for the moon was shining through the trees giving the lake a mirror like surface. "Am I forever to call you Lorelei?" Legolas inquired once again and sat down beside her waiting for a reply. He watched as her now unsandled feet dangled in the water below, and observed as she barely traced her toes along the bank. He looked back into her green eyes and saw she was quite intent at staring at the sand beneath them. His gaze again drifted back towards the sand and noticed a shimmery liquid forming letters under her feet. She was spelling out her name. Legolas watched in anticipation as the letters formed the word: Lynia. Lynia.Lynia.. he repeated to himself letting the name roll off his tongue and spill onto his lips. "Lynia," he spoke, and she turned to face him. She held out her palm, and glowing on it was a small white orb with undefinable edges. "Lynia," he repeated as he held out his fingers to the orb and felt himself slip into the darkness that surrounded them.
