disclaimer: As always, I don't own LOTR, but, I wish I did. It would be
cool to say I wrote those books. But I didn't......*sigh*
A/N: Here we go! I hope you guys like it!
The person stepped out of the shadows. A heavy cloak was on their shoulders and covered their face. The cloak was a pure white, with a golden thread used for the hem. Over all, the person looked like an angel strait from heaven. The rain stopped, leaving a light that seemed to hang on their shoulders as they stepped closer to Legolas.
Legolas felt his eyes grow misty as the person began to pull the hood away from their face. Her golden hair fell down her shoulders, and a smile hung on her face. There was no doubt in Legolas's mind who the female elf standing in front of him was. Nimbus.
"How?" was all Legolas managed to say.
Nimbus smiled and adjusted the hood on her cloak. She smiled softly at Legolas, and he felt his heart melt. Nimbus looked the same she had three hundred years ago--maybe more beautiful. Besides the cloak, she wore a white dress that hung loosly on her body. She walked up to Legolas and rested a hand on his shoulder.
"The gods have smiled upon me. They said I earned a chance to live again," Nimbus explained.
"Then why did it take you three hundred years?" Legolas asked.
"I spent those three hundred years proving myself to them. I had to pass test after test, proving I was ready to come back.
"I also had to become clean and pure again before coming back down. It was the will of the gods that I appear to you like this. They said it would be best for me, and for you. They didn't want me to make my appearance hurtful to anyone around," Nimbus said.
Legolas hugged Nimbus close to him and she sighed happily. Then a thought passed her mind, and she pulled away from his grasp. Legolas looked shocked as he watched Nimbus backing up from him.
"What is it?" he asked.
Nimbus just shook her head and continued walking backwards. Tears were welling up in her blue eyes. There was no trace of happiness left on her face. Confused, Legolas started to walk to her.
"In those three hundred years I did not get to watch you. I was too busy earning my chance to come back. I couldn't see that you were falling in love with my sister everyday....How could you not tell us apart?" Nimbus whispered.
"I don't love your sister, I love you Nimbus!" Legolas exclaimed.
"How can you say that, when you know very well that you do. I can sense your feelings Legolas; coming back from the dead has given me that curse. When you held me, your mind went strait to Crystal. How? Why?" Nimbus demanded.
"I put her in your place by accident. I forget that she is not you, and you are not her," Legolas confessed.
"I still don't understand how you could have confused us. How can you say you love me, when you cannot tell me apart from a family member?" Nimbus asked, worried.
Legolas tried to find the words to say, but they didn't come. Nimbus turned around and knelt on the wet ground. She closed her eyes tightly as she began to pray. Legolas took a step towards her, but she sensed his movement and scooted over. Legolas sighed and began to pray.
"Don't feel bad.....You didn't know any better. The gods have forgiven you," Nimbus said softly.
"But I don't want their forgiveness. I want yours," Legolas replied.
Nimbus got up and brushed herself off. She turned to Legolas.
"That will take longer," she answered.
Legolas watched Nimbus walk to the palace in search of her sister and brother.
A/N: Here we go! I hope you guys like it!
The person stepped out of the shadows. A heavy cloak was on their shoulders and covered their face. The cloak was a pure white, with a golden thread used for the hem. Over all, the person looked like an angel strait from heaven. The rain stopped, leaving a light that seemed to hang on their shoulders as they stepped closer to Legolas.
Legolas felt his eyes grow misty as the person began to pull the hood away from their face. Her golden hair fell down her shoulders, and a smile hung on her face. There was no doubt in Legolas's mind who the female elf standing in front of him was. Nimbus.
"How?" was all Legolas managed to say.
Nimbus smiled and adjusted the hood on her cloak. She smiled softly at Legolas, and he felt his heart melt. Nimbus looked the same she had three hundred years ago--maybe more beautiful. Besides the cloak, she wore a white dress that hung loosly on her body. She walked up to Legolas and rested a hand on his shoulder.
"The gods have smiled upon me. They said I earned a chance to live again," Nimbus explained.
"Then why did it take you three hundred years?" Legolas asked.
"I spent those three hundred years proving myself to them. I had to pass test after test, proving I was ready to come back.
"I also had to become clean and pure again before coming back down. It was the will of the gods that I appear to you like this. They said it would be best for me, and for you. They didn't want me to make my appearance hurtful to anyone around," Nimbus said.
Legolas hugged Nimbus close to him and she sighed happily. Then a thought passed her mind, and she pulled away from his grasp. Legolas looked shocked as he watched Nimbus backing up from him.
"What is it?" he asked.
Nimbus just shook her head and continued walking backwards. Tears were welling up in her blue eyes. There was no trace of happiness left on her face. Confused, Legolas started to walk to her.
"In those three hundred years I did not get to watch you. I was too busy earning my chance to come back. I couldn't see that you were falling in love with my sister everyday....How could you not tell us apart?" Nimbus whispered.
"I don't love your sister, I love you Nimbus!" Legolas exclaimed.
"How can you say that, when you know very well that you do. I can sense your feelings Legolas; coming back from the dead has given me that curse. When you held me, your mind went strait to Crystal. How? Why?" Nimbus demanded.
"I put her in your place by accident. I forget that she is not you, and you are not her," Legolas confessed.
"I still don't understand how you could have confused us. How can you say you love me, when you cannot tell me apart from a family member?" Nimbus asked, worried.
Legolas tried to find the words to say, but they didn't come. Nimbus turned around and knelt on the wet ground. She closed her eyes tightly as she began to pray. Legolas took a step towards her, but she sensed his movement and scooted over. Legolas sighed and began to pray.
"Don't feel bad.....You didn't know any better. The gods have forgiven you," Nimbus said softly.
"But I don't want their forgiveness. I want yours," Legolas replied.
Nimbus got up and brushed herself off. She turned to Legolas.
"That will take longer," she answered.
Legolas watched Nimbus walk to the palace in search of her sister and brother.
