disclaimer: I don't own LOTR
A/N: I can't believe I'm finally writing this!!! I hope it goes over as well as my other three did!!
[Three hundred years ago....
A battle was fought.
A princess was lost.
A kingdom changed forever.
Three hundred years later....
A women braves hatred.
She speaks her mind.
The truth is revealed.]
The death of Nimbus was a great loss.
But only to those who knew it was her who died.
I have fooled Legolas for another day.
I know that I have sinned greatly,
And everyday I pray to my sister for forgiveness.
But I can't help but wonder,
Why he hasn't figured me out yet.
I didn't think I was that convincing,
Yet. He cannot tell me from the women he claimed to love.
Could it be?
Does he love me?
~Crystal
Crystal walked around her bedroom nervously. It was three hundred years ago she allowed Legolas to believe she was his sister, and now she had to tell him the truth. Beokia had helped her to come up with ways to tell him, but now she had forgotten them all.
The door creaked open as Legolas entered. He was wearing a happy expression. Crystal approached him, with her fingers laced together. Legolas's face grew grave. He knew she only did that when she was nervous.
"Nimbus, what's wrong?" Legolas asked.
"I'm not Nimbus.....I'm Crystal, Legolas," Crystal said in a hushed tone.
Legolas took a step backwards. His mouth began to move, but no words came out. Crystal hung her head low as she continued to speak.
"I didn't want to lie to you, honest. I just didn't want to see you sad. And I thought--I thought that maybe, in time, you'd learn to love me as much as you loved my sister. But I know now. I know that it was wrong to play with your emotions. And I am sorry," Crystal whispered.
"Did anyone else know?" Legolas asked.
"Beokia knew. He told me to tell the truth, but I couldn't. He told me that it wasn't like when Nimbus and I used to switch places when we were little....But I didn't listen. I should have, then this never would have happened. But if you knew, if you knew what it felt like to be hugged by you that day, if you understood how nice it was to be finally cared about......." Crystal continued.
Legolas remained silent. He walked out of the room silently. Crystal stayed behind as tears began to fall down her angelic face. She wiped them, then crawled out her window without a seond thought.
Legolas walked until he ran into Beokia. Both elves were knocked off of their feet. Beokia shook his head, then looked up. After seeing Legolas's face, the prince knew that his sister had finally told him.
"Legolas, I'm sorry. I should have made Crystal tell you sooner," Beokia appologized.
".....How could she do that to me? This whole time, I thought it was Nimbus I was with......" Legolas said.
"Couldn't you tell? I thought that you would figure out who Crystal was right away....But I guess Crystal is good at playing these games when she wants to...." Beokia stated blandly.
"I feel horrible, knowing that I couldn't tell Crystal from Nimbus. I couldn't tell her apart from the girl I claimed to love. How could I do that Beokia? How could I not tell?" Legolas demanded.
"I'm not sure," Beokia said.
"I'm going to Nimbus's grave. I feel as though I must appologize."
Legolas walked out into the grave yard. Birds sang happily in the safety of their trees. Love was in the air, but Legolas felt only hatred. That hatred was directed towards Crystal, the girl who had decieved him. She made him think that she was Nimbus, but she was not.
Legolas reached Nimbus's grave, and knelt before it. He closed his eyes as he spoke the words that he prayed would reach Nimbus.
"I'm sorry. I have failed to notice that you were gone. Three hundred years, and I could not tell your sister from you. I claimed to love you, but I have not shown that. Please forgive me Nimbus," Legolas said.
At that moment, darkness fell over the sky, and a heavy rain began to fall. Legolas sat at the grave for a few more seconds, then he got up. As he began to head back to the palace, he heard someone walking. He turned, and saw someone approaching him. He could not tell who in the rain, but there was a weird feeling inside of him. It felt as though someone had taken one of his own arrows, and shoved it threw his stomach. The feeling grew stronger as the figure came closer.
"Legolas.....Legolas Greenleaf?" the person asked softly.
"Are you? Could you be?"
"Yes. I am."
A/N: So, how did you like it? Do you think I should continue or chuck this idea in the trash?
A/N: I can't believe I'm finally writing this!!! I hope it goes over as well as my other three did!!
[Three hundred years ago....
A battle was fought.
A princess was lost.
A kingdom changed forever.
Three hundred years later....
A women braves hatred.
She speaks her mind.
The truth is revealed.]
The death of Nimbus was a great loss.
But only to those who knew it was her who died.
I have fooled Legolas for another day.
I know that I have sinned greatly,
And everyday I pray to my sister for forgiveness.
But I can't help but wonder,
Why he hasn't figured me out yet.
I didn't think I was that convincing,
Yet. He cannot tell me from the women he claimed to love.
Could it be?
Does he love me?
~Crystal
Crystal walked around her bedroom nervously. It was three hundred years ago she allowed Legolas to believe she was his sister, and now she had to tell him the truth. Beokia had helped her to come up with ways to tell him, but now she had forgotten them all.
The door creaked open as Legolas entered. He was wearing a happy expression. Crystal approached him, with her fingers laced together. Legolas's face grew grave. He knew she only did that when she was nervous.
"Nimbus, what's wrong?" Legolas asked.
"I'm not Nimbus.....I'm Crystal, Legolas," Crystal said in a hushed tone.
Legolas took a step backwards. His mouth began to move, but no words came out. Crystal hung her head low as she continued to speak.
"I didn't want to lie to you, honest. I just didn't want to see you sad. And I thought--I thought that maybe, in time, you'd learn to love me as much as you loved my sister. But I know now. I know that it was wrong to play with your emotions. And I am sorry," Crystal whispered.
"Did anyone else know?" Legolas asked.
"Beokia knew. He told me to tell the truth, but I couldn't. He told me that it wasn't like when Nimbus and I used to switch places when we were little....But I didn't listen. I should have, then this never would have happened. But if you knew, if you knew what it felt like to be hugged by you that day, if you understood how nice it was to be finally cared about......." Crystal continued.
Legolas remained silent. He walked out of the room silently. Crystal stayed behind as tears began to fall down her angelic face. She wiped them, then crawled out her window without a seond thought.
Legolas walked until he ran into Beokia. Both elves were knocked off of their feet. Beokia shook his head, then looked up. After seeing Legolas's face, the prince knew that his sister had finally told him.
"Legolas, I'm sorry. I should have made Crystal tell you sooner," Beokia appologized.
".....How could she do that to me? This whole time, I thought it was Nimbus I was with......" Legolas said.
"Couldn't you tell? I thought that you would figure out who Crystal was right away....But I guess Crystal is good at playing these games when she wants to...." Beokia stated blandly.
"I feel horrible, knowing that I couldn't tell Crystal from Nimbus. I couldn't tell her apart from the girl I claimed to love. How could I do that Beokia? How could I not tell?" Legolas demanded.
"I'm not sure," Beokia said.
"I'm going to Nimbus's grave. I feel as though I must appologize."
Legolas walked out into the grave yard. Birds sang happily in the safety of their trees. Love was in the air, but Legolas felt only hatred. That hatred was directed towards Crystal, the girl who had decieved him. She made him think that she was Nimbus, but she was not.
Legolas reached Nimbus's grave, and knelt before it. He closed his eyes as he spoke the words that he prayed would reach Nimbus.
"I'm sorry. I have failed to notice that you were gone. Three hundred years, and I could not tell your sister from you. I claimed to love you, but I have not shown that. Please forgive me Nimbus," Legolas said.
At that moment, darkness fell over the sky, and a heavy rain began to fall. Legolas sat at the grave for a few more seconds, then he got up. As he began to head back to the palace, he heard someone walking. He turned, and saw someone approaching him. He could not tell who in the rain, but there was a weird feeling inside of him. It felt as though someone had taken one of his own arrows, and shoved it threw his stomach. The feeling grew stronger as the figure came closer.
"Legolas.....Legolas Greenleaf?" the person asked softly.
"Are you? Could you be?"
"Yes. I am."
A/N: So, how did you like it? Do you think I should continue or chuck this idea in the trash?
