A/N: I am very upset that no one heeds any suggestions to read my fics, or
reads them on their own, damn, I've had this fic up for quite a while and
yet I still have only about 20 reviews while my friend 'Aragornrider3791'
has had her fic up for less time than me and she has over 200 reviews!! It
isn't fair at all. Anyway, who ever reads this, please review!!!!! My life
goal is going to be 50, but I doubt I'll ever even get to 25, oh well, if
anyone who looks at a lot of fan fictions realizes…to get a lot or reviews,
the story usually has to be a parody or an NC-17 fan fiction and since this
is neither, I doubt I'll ever get a lot of reviews….
Yet another A/N: I should think that most know what the elvish words I use mean, but for those that don't, 'Yrch' means 'orcs', 'árë' means 'sunlight', 'yonta polda' means 'stronger', 'melamin' means 'my love', and 'amaelamin' means 'my beloved'. Oh yeah, and 'amin hiraetha' means 'I am sorry'
Only pain is real,
Euphoria is chemically such,
They tell us what to feel,
All individuals are crushed.
Chapter 8
Suddenly, out of nowhere, Indil fell to the ground and started rocking back and forth, curled up into a little ball. She was mumbling something about 'Yrch', 'árë', 'yonta polda', and then she was repeating 'He needs to be saved!!' Which was then followed by millions of obscenities. Legolas was beginning to think she had lost all sanity somewhere between right before she fell, and now. It was quite strange, really, for he had never witnessed one with a premonition before.
When Indil finally snapped out of her vision, she briskly ran towards where the rest of the fellowship was. She hadn't run far, though, before Legolas caught up to her and grasped her arm, turning her to face him. She saw concern written in his eyes when she looked at him, and until then, she hadn't realized how much he cared.
'What happened back there? Praise the Valar, you came back to reality, you gave me quite the scare!' The prince said.
'Amin hiraetha, melamin. Yet, you must get used to being scared, for I can change not what the Valar lets me see. I can choose not when and when not to see the horrid future,' Indil replied.
'You've seen the future, amaelamin? Only elves with strong, sometimes dark, magic flowing throughout their spirit have strength enough to survive being shown the future…' Legolas trailed off.
'Well, Your Highness, if your immature self really thinks me to be evil just because I have seen the future, then why don't you just shoot me with one of your arrows instead of shooting me with your deadly words!'
'I never said that I thought you to be evil, and I am truly sorry if my words offend you that much, just don't tell any more elves of this happening or they might truly think you to be evil. They might think you to be one of the Avari.'
' And what if they do, Legolas? I care not what others think of me anymore. And I shall pay you no more heed for now.' She then took up the chase of an unknown terror, pushing her faster to reach the company and share the news of what she had seen, be it only a vision that had forced itself upon her frail mind. When she stumbled upon her destination, weary with thought, she was not unhappy to see Galadriel present with her friends.
'I see that Legolas has fulfilled his task.' Galadriel spoke.
'What is the task of which you speak?' Indil requested.
'Saving you, of course, young one. Tell me what is troubling you, your mind is burdened with fear.'
'Yrch—I mean—Orcs, an orc crossed with a goblin, that can run in sunlight. I fear my presence here endangers your beloved home, Galadriel.'
'That, indeed, is true, my child. Yet, the Uruk-Hai are not looking to kill or to slay the fellowship just yet, they are looking to retrieve.' With that said, the Lady of the wood turned and spoke into Indil's mind 'it is you who they wish to retrieve, princess. Mordor needs a young one to aid the Dark lord. Let us hope they do not succeed in bringing you back with them' Galadriel slowly walked away, not looking back, not saying another word. When she passed out of sight, Aragorn spoke.
'Welcome back, Indil, Legolas. I suspect you have accepted who you truly are?'
'That I have, my Lord.' She replied.
She then excused herself and walked quickly away from the others, wanting only to enjoy what time she had left in the wonderous forest. Legolas hesitantly followed her, and when he caught up but moments later, she was mumbling under her breath in whispers and rocking slowly back and forth in a curled up position. This time, however, she was saying naught about orcs.
*****Vision of the Past*****
'Mother, please, if I am ever to have children of my own, do whatever you must to make sure they never have to expierience knowing who they are and what could happen had they joined with evil, Please, mother?' Ára pleaded.
'I shall do my best, daughter. I shall send your daughter to be into the future, yet, she will never return to this world to see it as it is. Are you still willing to go through with this?' Callewen, her mother, answered.
Then there was a flas of white light, as bright as the stars shining down in the clear night sky.
'I have made sure your ganddaughter will not have to come here for a while. Yet, she cannot be prevented from returning to this place, though it will be before her time here. She cannot escape her fate. She cannot escape Sauron.' Callewen replied.
*****End of Vision*****
'Indil, are you feeling alright?' Legolas asked.
'I should say naught, my Prince, but I cannot for not even you can fathom that in which I should say. In the vaguest way I could possibly put it, I shall say that I cannot escape Sauron.'
'Shhh, amaelamin, all will end well. What is it that you saw?'
'The past. I saw Callewen of Rivendell say to her daughter that I would not be able to evade that part of what is to come.'
She then leaned against a giant of a tree, closing her eyes, deep in thought. It was only a matter of seconds before she felt Legolas'lips press agains hers in a feverent kiss. When he pulled away, she felt that she had lost a part of her, she was once more alone. She felt evil on it's way.
'Legolas, something is coming rapidly.' She stated the obvious.
'I know not of what it is, yet I feel it's presence as well, melamin.' He replied.
Indil could see what appeared to be an average sized band of orcs approaching the southern boundary of the Golden wood, where she and Legolas stood. There also appeared to be a very few men atop horses with the orcs. Within minutes the band had reached where Indiand Legolas were. Legolas had his bow strung, and Indil followed suit.
'Shoot and you will perish horrendously. Put down your weapons now!' The man-like rider commanded.
'And have you kill us both?' The prince asked.
'Nay, you blasted elf. The princess won't be dying now, at any rate.' He answered.
The two companions exchanged a quick glance before putting down their weapons. One of the orcs stepped forward and was about to strike Legolas, but stepped back into line with Indil's abrupt command to stop.
A riderless black horse rode forward and stopped in front of Indil. The Man-like figure that had spoke before, did so once more, and from the back of the company he stated, 'It would be wise to mount ataop your horse now and come along, Child of Mordor. If you refuse, none will hesitate to shoot the blonde over there.' He motioned at Legolas.
Indil was angered that one would address her as the child of Mordor, but she did as he requested and mounted the horse. When she was atop the creature, she mouthed a silent 'Namárië, melamin' to Legolas before the groupretreated with her in the middle, them making sure she did not make an attempt, though it would have been feeble, to escape. She lost a rather large portion of her heart that day, and in the years to come, she wondered is she would ever get it back, and if not, would she ever love again?
Legolas immediately retreated from the border, once Indil was out of sight, and ran back to tell Galadriel. When he did so, she told him that her mirror was clouded over so she could not tell them what would happen in the near future. She suspected that Indil was not supposed to have been taken away so soon, which would be why the mirror was clouded. The change in future could have changed everything. Galadriel informed Legolas and the rest of the company that they shouldn't depart from lorien until the mirror unclouded, and she would preserve all of the youth and time in the whole of idle-Earth except that of Mordor, until Indil returned, or until the mirror uncluded itself.
All of the fellowship was deeply saddened by the news. They could only hope that Indil would not be tormented or killed. But Indil was not the worst of their fears. They feared the most for Legolas, for he was grieving quite greatly. Knowing that she was alive, and on Middle-Earth strengthened him, but knowing that he may never be able to see her again saddened him more than if she were dead. All was worried for Legolas. His symptoms wer growing worse, and they all knew that the only other way than being slain that an elf could be dealt with death, was grief.
A/N: Yes, this is another authors note. Sorry fot the immense shortness, but it is getting late and I don't feel like typing more at the moment…..not that many read this to care, but still. Maybe the next chapter will come soon as to make up for this short piece of sh*t….he he he…anyway, please review soon!
Yet another A/N: I should think that most know what the elvish words I use mean, but for those that don't, 'Yrch' means 'orcs', 'árë' means 'sunlight', 'yonta polda' means 'stronger', 'melamin' means 'my love', and 'amaelamin' means 'my beloved'. Oh yeah, and 'amin hiraetha' means 'I am sorry'
Only pain is real,
Euphoria is chemically such,
They tell us what to feel,
All individuals are crushed.
Chapter 8
Suddenly, out of nowhere, Indil fell to the ground and started rocking back and forth, curled up into a little ball. She was mumbling something about 'Yrch', 'árë', 'yonta polda', and then she was repeating 'He needs to be saved!!' Which was then followed by millions of obscenities. Legolas was beginning to think she had lost all sanity somewhere between right before she fell, and now. It was quite strange, really, for he had never witnessed one with a premonition before.
When Indil finally snapped out of her vision, she briskly ran towards where the rest of the fellowship was. She hadn't run far, though, before Legolas caught up to her and grasped her arm, turning her to face him. She saw concern written in his eyes when she looked at him, and until then, she hadn't realized how much he cared.
'What happened back there? Praise the Valar, you came back to reality, you gave me quite the scare!' The prince said.
'Amin hiraetha, melamin. Yet, you must get used to being scared, for I can change not what the Valar lets me see. I can choose not when and when not to see the horrid future,' Indil replied.
'You've seen the future, amaelamin? Only elves with strong, sometimes dark, magic flowing throughout their spirit have strength enough to survive being shown the future…' Legolas trailed off.
'Well, Your Highness, if your immature self really thinks me to be evil just because I have seen the future, then why don't you just shoot me with one of your arrows instead of shooting me with your deadly words!'
'I never said that I thought you to be evil, and I am truly sorry if my words offend you that much, just don't tell any more elves of this happening or they might truly think you to be evil. They might think you to be one of the Avari.'
' And what if they do, Legolas? I care not what others think of me anymore. And I shall pay you no more heed for now.' She then took up the chase of an unknown terror, pushing her faster to reach the company and share the news of what she had seen, be it only a vision that had forced itself upon her frail mind. When she stumbled upon her destination, weary with thought, she was not unhappy to see Galadriel present with her friends.
'I see that Legolas has fulfilled his task.' Galadriel spoke.
'What is the task of which you speak?' Indil requested.
'Saving you, of course, young one. Tell me what is troubling you, your mind is burdened with fear.'
'Yrch—I mean—Orcs, an orc crossed with a goblin, that can run in sunlight. I fear my presence here endangers your beloved home, Galadriel.'
'That, indeed, is true, my child. Yet, the Uruk-Hai are not looking to kill or to slay the fellowship just yet, they are looking to retrieve.' With that said, the Lady of the wood turned and spoke into Indil's mind 'it is you who they wish to retrieve, princess. Mordor needs a young one to aid the Dark lord. Let us hope they do not succeed in bringing you back with them' Galadriel slowly walked away, not looking back, not saying another word. When she passed out of sight, Aragorn spoke.
'Welcome back, Indil, Legolas. I suspect you have accepted who you truly are?'
'That I have, my Lord.' She replied.
She then excused herself and walked quickly away from the others, wanting only to enjoy what time she had left in the wonderous forest. Legolas hesitantly followed her, and when he caught up but moments later, she was mumbling under her breath in whispers and rocking slowly back and forth in a curled up position. This time, however, she was saying naught about orcs.
*****Vision of the Past*****
'Mother, please, if I am ever to have children of my own, do whatever you must to make sure they never have to expierience knowing who they are and what could happen had they joined with evil, Please, mother?' Ára pleaded.
'I shall do my best, daughter. I shall send your daughter to be into the future, yet, she will never return to this world to see it as it is. Are you still willing to go through with this?' Callewen, her mother, answered.
Then there was a flas of white light, as bright as the stars shining down in the clear night sky.
'I have made sure your ganddaughter will not have to come here for a while. Yet, she cannot be prevented from returning to this place, though it will be before her time here. She cannot escape her fate. She cannot escape Sauron.' Callewen replied.
*****End of Vision*****
'Indil, are you feeling alright?' Legolas asked.
'I should say naught, my Prince, but I cannot for not even you can fathom that in which I should say. In the vaguest way I could possibly put it, I shall say that I cannot escape Sauron.'
'Shhh, amaelamin, all will end well. What is it that you saw?'
'The past. I saw Callewen of Rivendell say to her daughter that I would not be able to evade that part of what is to come.'
She then leaned against a giant of a tree, closing her eyes, deep in thought. It was only a matter of seconds before she felt Legolas'lips press agains hers in a feverent kiss. When he pulled away, she felt that she had lost a part of her, she was once more alone. She felt evil on it's way.
'Legolas, something is coming rapidly.' She stated the obvious.
'I know not of what it is, yet I feel it's presence as well, melamin.' He replied.
Indil could see what appeared to be an average sized band of orcs approaching the southern boundary of the Golden wood, where she and Legolas stood. There also appeared to be a very few men atop horses with the orcs. Within minutes the band had reached where Indiand Legolas were. Legolas had his bow strung, and Indil followed suit.
'Shoot and you will perish horrendously. Put down your weapons now!' The man-like rider commanded.
'And have you kill us both?' The prince asked.
'Nay, you blasted elf. The princess won't be dying now, at any rate.' He answered.
The two companions exchanged a quick glance before putting down their weapons. One of the orcs stepped forward and was about to strike Legolas, but stepped back into line with Indil's abrupt command to stop.
A riderless black horse rode forward and stopped in front of Indil. The Man-like figure that had spoke before, did so once more, and from the back of the company he stated, 'It would be wise to mount ataop your horse now and come along, Child of Mordor. If you refuse, none will hesitate to shoot the blonde over there.' He motioned at Legolas.
Indil was angered that one would address her as the child of Mordor, but she did as he requested and mounted the horse. When she was atop the creature, she mouthed a silent 'Namárië, melamin' to Legolas before the groupretreated with her in the middle, them making sure she did not make an attempt, though it would have been feeble, to escape. She lost a rather large portion of her heart that day, and in the years to come, she wondered is she would ever get it back, and if not, would she ever love again?
Legolas immediately retreated from the border, once Indil was out of sight, and ran back to tell Galadriel. When he did so, she told him that her mirror was clouded over so she could not tell them what would happen in the near future. She suspected that Indil was not supposed to have been taken away so soon, which would be why the mirror was clouded. The change in future could have changed everything. Galadriel informed Legolas and the rest of the company that they shouldn't depart from lorien until the mirror unclouded, and she would preserve all of the youth and time in the whole of idle-Earth except that of Mordor, until Indil returned, or until the mirror uncluded itself.
All of the fellowship was deeply saddened by the news. They could only hope that Indil would not be tormented or killed. But Indil was not the worst of their fears. They feared the most for Legolas, for he was grieving quite greatly. Knowing that she was alive, and on Middle-Earth strengthened him, but knowing that he may never be able to see her again saddened him more than if she were dead. All was worried for Legolas. His symptoms wer growing worse, and they all knew that the only other way than being slain that an elf could be dealt with death, was grief.
A/N: Yes, this is another authors note. Sorry fot the immense shortness, but it is getting late and I don't feel like typing more at the moment…..not that many read this to care, but still. Maybe the next chapter will come soon as to make up for this short piece of sh*t….he he he…anyway, please review soon!