Gimli huddled close to the fire to keep for the night was bitter cold. He
looked at Legolas and Tarlammenion; they were sleeping soundly not bothered
by the cold at all. Gimli knew he would not fall asleep in such weather, so
he took the first watch. Gimli leaned back against a tree, even though it
was very cold he still felt more at ease and he had ever since
Lintelossëwen had left their company. Tarlammenion seemed to be more
relaxed as well; he was happier and even kinder to the dwarf. Gimli knew
that Tarlammenion harbored hatred towards dwarves, as most elves did. That
was the main reason that he desired to leave Mirkwood. The elves there were
generally cold towards him, some even threw things at him on the street.
All the sudden Legolas sat up with a gasp.
"What's wrong?" Gimli asked, never had he seen Legolas awake like that.
"Nothing," Legolas said, trying to control his fast breathing, "I just had a bad dream is all" Legolas walked over to the fire and sat by Gimli, he looked over at Tarlammenion.
"He has not slept like that since we left Mirkwood," Legolas said.
"Wonder why?" Gimli mumbled sarcastically.
"You think Lintelossëwen leaving was a good thing as well?" Legolas asked.
"Yes, that she-elf was nothing but bad news. And I didn't like the way she looked at you either." Gimli replied.
"The way she looked at me?" Legolas asked, surprised.
"Yes, she had kind of this lustful look in her eyes when she looked at you, I didn't like it." Gimli said.
"Well, it matters not because now she's gone and we're left to fend for our selves." Legolas said and he looked at his friend. "Gimli, you should get some rest."
"I will find no rest," Gimli replied, "It's too cold out. But of course you don't feel it do you? It's a chilly night."
Legolas stared up at the sky, the clouds hid the moon, and there was the eerie sound of a wolf howl in the distance.
"It chills my sole more than any thing." Legolas said in a trance.
"What are you talking about?" Gimli asked.
Legolas snapped out of his trance. "Nothing," he said, "You should try and get some rest; you can borrow my blanket. Maybe that will keep you warm enough." Gimli gratefully took the blanket, and laid down next to the fire. He was more tired than he thought; the last thing he heard before he drifted of was Legolas singing quietly.
Ai! Laurie lantar surinen
Yeni unotime ve ramar aldaron
Mi oromardi lisse-miruvoreva
Andune pella, Vardo tellumar
Nu luini yassen tintilar i eleni
Omaryo airetari-lirinen
Si man i yulma nin enquantuva
Legolas sat on a rock staring into the fire. He looked up at the sky, the clouds were beginning to break and the moon peaked out every once and a while. There was no wind; the air was still and cold. He could here a wolf howl in the distance; it sounded much closer than before. He was so lost, he had no idea were they were going. He pretended that he did, and his friends bought his act, for now. Another wolf howl, a lot closer this time. Legolas began to feel nervous; he reached for his short sword. It wasn't long before they were surrounded. Legolas could see glowing yellow eyes glaring hungrily at them.
"Tarlammenion, Gimli, wake up," Legolas whispered. Tarlammenion woke up instantly, but Gimli slept on. Legolas nudged him sharply with his foot.
"What was that for?" Gimli asked then he finally realized they were being watched by a dozen hungry eyes.
"What are were going to do," Tarlammenion asked, he was shaking with fear.
"They seem to be afraid of the light, if we just keep the fire burning we should be alright." Legolas said.
"Um, Legolas,' Gimli said, "We're out of fire wood."
Legolas sighed and drew out his bow, he shot an arrow at a pair of yellow eyes. There was a yelp of pain. But to Legolas' shock the creature did not retreat, it pounced on him.
"A!" He cried in surprise, and he threw his arms up to protect his throat. The wolf clamped down on his arm and began shaking his head violently.
"Tua amin!" Legolas cried, but the creature dropped to the ground. Legolas looked at the beast, his arrow had hit exactly where he intended, in the heart. These animals were terrifying indeed if they could take an arrow to the heart and still attack like that, Legolas thought. The other wolves were becoming more and more brave, sneaking in closer to the fire.
"Rima ten'ta," Legolas screamed, and he took off. Gimli and Tarlammenion were close behind. They ran through the woods, with the wolves nipping at their heels. Legolas could see were the forest ended just up ahead. He burst through the tree line and took a few bounding steps before he stopped, there was a wide chasm right at his feet. They were trapped. Tarlammenion was right behind him, but he did not stop. He ran right in to Legolas and they both tumbled off the cliff. Legolas managed to grab on to a tree root protruding from the face of the cliff; Tarlammenion grabbed a hold of his feet. Out of the corner of his eye Legolas could see Gimli falling too, luckily he landed on a small ledge a few feet below them.
"Don't let go, Legolas," Tarlammenion cried, "It's a long way down,"
Legolas hung precariously from the side of the cliff; he tried to climb up, but he couldn't. Even if he could the pack of wolves were waiting for them. This couldn't possibly get any worse, he thought. Then the branch began to crack.
"Oh no, we're going to die," Tarlammenion cried.
"No! We're not," Legolas said, "Maybe I can swing you over and you can get on that ledge over there." He nodded to the little ledge that Gimli was on.
"Are you crazy! That's way too far." Tarlammenion shrieked. Legolas began to argue, but Tarlammenion was right, it was too far. Then Legolas noticed that there was a struggle going on above him. He couldn't see what was going on but he could hear wolves growling and scuffling sounds. A wolf fell over the cliff and plummeted to the ground. The confrontation went on for a while longer; then everything was dead silent.
"Hello, down there," A voice called from the top of the cliff, "You sure look like you could use some help." Legolas twisted to try to get a look at who it was; he saw a figure dressed in black peering over the edge of the cliff.
"Lintelossëwen!?" Legolas cried in surprise.
"Who were you expecting, Queen Gladriel?" Lintelossëwen replied.
"I think we were better off with the wolves." Gimli said. Legolas saw a rope being lowered down in front of him. He grabbed a hold of it and Lintelossëwen pulled him and Tarlammenion up. When Legolas got up to the top of the cliff he looked around, it had been a fierce battle, there was blood everywhere. He looked at Lintelossëwen she was blood ran down her leg, and she looked exhausted. Tarlammenion looked at her suspiciously.
"What are you doing here?" He asked in a demanding voice.
"Helping you. And what a lovely thanks I get for it." Lintelossëwen replied.
"I don't recall asking for help, we were doing fine by ourselves. Your not needed here." Tarlammenion said defensively, he drew his sword and placed it against her throat. Lintelossëwen quickly gripped Tarlammenion's arm. She grabbed his sword away from him and kicked him to the ground.
"I didn't just fight a pack of hungry wolves to get you up here and fight you too." Lintelossëwen said and she threw Tarlammenion's sword at his feet.
"Why did you come back?" Legolas asked.
"I couldn't let you guys run around unescorted, who knows what kind of trouble you'd get yourself in to." Lintelossëwen replied. Legolas grinned at her, but his grin faded into a look of concern.
"You're hurt." He said, pointing to the gash across her leg.
"It's not bad," Lintelossëwen said, "I can mend it myself."
Legolas was doubtful but he didn't say anymore.
"Hello, I'm still down here!" Gimli yelled from his ledge.
*The characters Legolas, Gimli and Thrandiul are not my own; the are creations of J.R.R Tolkin.
"What's wrong?" Gimli asked, never had he seen Legolas awake like that.
"Nothing," Legolas said, trying to control his fast breathing, "I just had a bad dream is all" Legolas walked over to the fire and sat by Gimli, he looked over at Tarlammenion.
"He has not slept like that since we left Mirkwood," Legolas said.
"Wonder why?" Gimli mumbled sarcastically.
"You think Lintelossëwen leaving was a good thing as well?" Legolas asked.
"Yes, that she-elf was nothing but bad news. And I didn't like the way she looked at you either." Gimli replied.
"The way she looked at me?" Legolas asked, surprised.
"Yes, she had kind of this lustful look in her eyes when she looked at you, I didn't like it." Gimli said.
"Well, it matters not because now she's gone and we're left to fend for our selves." Legolas said and he looked at his friend. "Gimli, you should get some rest."
"I will find no rest," Gimli replied, "It's too cold out. But of course you don't feel it do you? It's a chilly night."
Legolas stared up at the sky, the clouds hid the moon, and there was the eerie sound of a wolf howl in the distance.
"It chills my sole more than any thing." Legolas said in a trance.
"What are you talking about?" Gimli asked.
Legolas snapped out of his trance. "Nothing," he said, "You should try and get some rest; you can borrow my blanket. Maybe that will keep you warm enough." Gimli gratefully took the blanket, and laid down next to the fire. He was more tired than he thought; the last thing he heard before he drifted of was Legolas singing quietly.
Ai! Laurie lantar surinen
Yeni unotime ve ramar aldaron
Mi oromardi lisse-miruvoreva
Andune pella, Vardo tellumar
Nu luini yassen tintilar i eleni
Omaryo airetari-lirinen
Si man i yulma nin enquantuva
Legolas sat on a rock staring into the fire. He looked up at the sky, the clouds were beginning to break and the moon peaked out every once and a while. There was no wind; the air was still and cold. He could here a wolf howl in the distance; it sounded much closer than before. He was so lost, he had no idea were they were going. He pretended that he did, and his friends bought his act, for now. Another wolf howl, a lot closer this time. Legolas began to feel nervous; he reached for his short sword. It wasn't long before they were surrounded. Legolas could see glowing yellow eyes glaring hungrily at them.
"Tarlammenion, Gimli, wake up," Legolas whispered. Tarlammenion woke up instantly, but Gimli slept on. Legolas nudged him sharply with his foot.
"What was that for?" Gimli asked then he finally realized they were being watched by a dozen hungry eyes.
"What are were going to do," Tarlammenion asked, he was shaking with fear.
"They seem to be afraid of the light, if we just keep the fire burning we should be alright." Legolas said.
"Um, Legolas,' Gimli said, "We're out of fire wood."
Legolas sighed and drew out his bow, he shot an arrow at a pair of yellow eyes. There was a yelp of pain. But to Legolas' shock the creature did not retreat, it pounced on him.
"A!" He cried in surprise, and he threw his arms up to protect his throat. The wolf clamped down on his arm and began shaking his head violently.
"Tua amin!" Legolas cried, but the creature dropped to the ground. Legolas looked at the beast, his arrow had hit exactly where he intended, in the heart. These animals were terrifying indeed if they could take an arrow to the heart and still attack like that, Legolas thought. The other wolves were becoming more and more brave, sneaking in closer to the fire.
"Rima ten'ta," Legolas screamed, and he took off. Gimli and Tarlammenion were close behind. They ran through the woods, with the wolves nipping at their heels. Legolas could see were the forest ended just up ahead. He burst through the tree line and took a few bounding steps before he stopped, there was a wide chasm right at his feet. They were trapped. Tarlammenion was right behind him, but he did not stop. He ran right in to Legolas and they both tumbled off the cliff. Legolas managed to grab on to a tree root protruding from the face of the cliff; Tarlammenion grabbed a hold of his feet. Out of the corner of his eye Legolas could see Gimli falling too, luckily he landed on a small ledge a few feet below them.
"Don't let go, Legolas," Tarlammenion cried, "It's a long way down,"
Legolas hung precariously from the side of the cliff; he tried to climb up, but he couldn't. Even if he could the pack of wolves were waiting for them. This couldn't possibly get any worse, he thought. Then the branch began to crack.
"Oh no, we're going to die," Tarlammenion cried.
"No! We're not," Legolas said, "Maybe I can swing you over and you can get on that ledge over there." He nodded to the little ledge that Gimli was on.
"Are you crazy! That's way too far." Tarlammenion shrieked. Legolas began to argue, but Tarlammenion was right, it was too far. Then Legolas noticed that there was a struggle going on above him. He couldn't see what was going on but he could hear wolves growling and scuffling sounds. A wolf fell over the cliff and plummeted to the ground. The confrontation went on for a while longer; then everything was dead silent.
"Hello, down there," A voice called from the top of the cliff, "You sure look like you could use some help." Legolas twisted to try to get a look at who it was; he saw a figure dressed in black peering over the edge of the cliff.
"Lintelossëwen!?" Legolas cried in surprise.
"Who were you expecting, Queen Gladriel?" Lintelossëwen replied.
"I think we were better off with the wolves." Gimli said. Legolas saw a rope being lowered down in front of him. He grabbed a hold of it and Lintelossëwen pulled him and Tarlammenion up. When Legolas got up to the top of the cliff he looked around, it had been a fierce battle, there was blood everywhere. He looked at Lintelossëwen she was blood ran down her leg, and she looked exhausted. Tarlammenion looked at her suspiciously.
"What are you doing here?" He asked in a demanding voice.
"Helping you. And what a lovely thanks I get for it." Lintelossëwen replied.
"I don't recall asking for help, we were doing fine by ourselves. Your not needed here." Tarlammenion said defensively, he drew his sword and placed it against her throat. Lintelossëwen quickly gripped Tarlammenion's arm. She grabbed his sword away from him and kicked him to the ground.
"I didn't just fight a pack of hungry wolves to get you up here and fight you too." Lintelossëwen said and she threw Tarlammenion's sword at his feet.
"Why did you come back?" Legolas asked.
"I couldn't let you guys run around unescorted, who knows what kind of trouble you'd get yourself in to." Lintelossëwen replied. Legolas grinned at her, but his grin faded into a look of concern.
"You're hurt." He said, pointing to the gash across her leg.
"It's not bad," Lintelossëwen said, "I can mend it myself."
Legolas was doubtful but he didn't say anymore.
"Hello, I'm still down here!" Gimli yelled from his ledge.
*The characters Legolas, Gimli and Thrandiul are not my own; the are creations of J.R.R Tolkin.