I have finally gotten over my writer's block! loud cheers and so I
am back and happy to present the third chapter of this lovely fic! I would
like to thank Furius for pointing out to me that I used Elessar as
Aragorn's name when I really meant to use Estel. That guy has to many damn
names! So from this point onward he is being referred to as Estel. Any
questions? Good! Common speech is in " ", elvish is in ' ', and elvish
translations are in ( ). Enjoy!
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Elladan and Elrohir ran swiftly through the halls of Rivendell, in search of their father.
'Atar!' (Father!) cried Elrohir, as the spotted the raven haired elven lord leaving the library.
'Mani marte, Elladan, Elrohir?' (What happened, Elladan, Elrohir?) asked Elrond, noticing the looks on his son's faces. 'Manke naa Estel?' (Where is Estel?)
'Lye n' sinta,' (We don't know) said Elladan, leading Elrond back the way they had came. 'Lye utue edan e' ture…' (We found a human in the forest…)
'Gandalf naa il yassen?' (Gandalf is not with him?) asked Elrond swiftly and the brothers looked at each other before Elladan continued.
'Lye cronhe ed' Mori' Quesser' (We were attacked by dark elves)
A sharp intake of breath was the reply.
'Lye usine, Estel ar' Faramir…' (We escaped, Estel and Faramir…)
Elrond began to mutter to himself, and the only words Elladan and Elrohir could distinguish were, 'Denathor…kill….damn wizard…'
'Naa lye autuva mauua ten' sen?' (Are we going to look for them?) asked Elrohir, staring at his father intently.
'N'uma!' (No!) said Elrond sharply, making his son's gape at him. 'Amin caela sina tyav….' (I have this feeling…) he murmured, and the two stared at each other again before turning to look at the forest, hoping that the two humans were alright.
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His face bearing a nauseated expression, Faramir wiped his sword on the grass, trying in vain to get the dark blood off. The stench of death was upon the air and he felt his head spin, as he looked down on the ground, where puddles of purple and black liquid were gathering. He could not stand it any longer and so he retched violently, his brown hair clinging to his to his sweaty face.
He lost all sense of time as he fell to his knees, tears and sweat mingling with his vomit. All he was aware of was the coarse hand rubbing his back with a slow circular motion and the voice whispering reassurances in his ear. At first he thought it was Boromir but then he remembered that his brother was at home, in Minas Tirith. This thought made him retch even harder.
But then it all came to a stop. Gasping for breath Faramir turned to find himself staring into a pair of stormy grey eyes.
"That was your first real battle, wasn't it?" inquired Estel, and Faramir nodded weakly. Estel stared at the brown haired young man before him, his eyes full of sympathy.
"Come," he said, offering Faramir a broad weather-beaten hand. "I have made camp already."
Grateful to get away from the bodies and the stench he followed Estel further into the woods, until they reached a large rock face. Beckoning for him to follow Estel slipped into a crevice only wide enough for them to fit through. The rough stone walls seemed to melt away as the entered a small cave, although it looked more like a room to Faramir. There was no need for a fire, for the night was warm and muggy and a steady stream of moonlight came down from the hole in the ceiling.
"Feeling better?" asked Estel, and Faramir nodded in reply.
"How did you find this place?" Faramir asked. He didn't remember Estel being away long, but then of course he was throwing up.
"I found this years ago," replied Estel casually. "I come here whenever I want to be alone."
Faramir glanced at him after he said this. All of his features radiated loneliness, and as hard as he tried not to, he felt sorry for Estel.
"You are lonely too," Estel whispered softly, and Faramir locked his eyes upon his. There he found a spark of light, as if he found something that made him extremely happy. But at the same time this made Faramir uneasy.
"I don't…don't know what you mean," he stuttered.
"You know perfectly well what I mean," whispered Estel moving closer to him, but a soft rustling noise outside the cave made both of them freeze.
To be continued….
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Elladan and Elrohir ran swiftly through the halls of Rivendell, in search of their father.
'Atar!' (Father!) cried Elrohir, as the spotted the raven haired elven lord leaving the library.
'Mani marte, Elladan, Elrohir?' (What happened, Elladan, Elrohir?) asked Elrond, noticing the looks on his son's faces. 'Manke naa Estel?' (Where is Estel?)
'Lye n' sinta,' (We don't know) said Elladan, leading Elrond back the way they had came. 'Lye utue edan e' ture…' (We found a human in the forest…)
'Gandalf naa il yassen?' (Gandalf is not with him?) asked Elrond swiftly and the brothers looked at each other before Elladan continued.
'Lye cronhe ed' Mori' Quesser' (We were attacked by dark elves)
A sharp intake of breath was the reply.
'Lye usine, Estel ar' Faramir…' (We escaped, Estel and Faramir…)
Elrond began to mutter to himself, and the only words Elladan and Elrohir could distinguish were, 'Denathor…kill….damn wizard…'
'Naa lye autuva mauua ten' sen?' (Are we going to look for them?) asked Elrohir, staring at his father intently.
'N'uma!' (No!) said Elrond sharply, making his son's gape at him. 'Amin caela sina tyav….' (I have this feeling…) he murmured, and the two stared at each other again before turning to look at the forest, hoping that the two humans were alright.
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His face bearing a nauseated expression, Faramir wiped his sword on the grass, trying in vain to get the dark blood off. The stench of death was upon the air and he felt his head spin, as he looked down on the ground, where puddles of purple and black liquid were gathering. He could not stand it any longer and so he retched violently, his brown hair clinging to his to his sweaty face.
He lost all sense of time as he fell to his knees, tears and sweat mingling with his vomit. All he was aware of was the coarse hand rubbing his back with a slow circular motion and the voice whispering reassurances in his ear. At first he thought it was Boromir but then he remembered that his brother was at home, in Minas Tirith. This thought made him retch even harder.
But then it all came to a stop. Gasping for breath Faramir turned to find himself staring into a pair of stormy grey eyes.
"That was your first real battle, wasn't it?" inquired Estel, and Faramir nodded weakly. Estel stared at the brown haired young man before him, his eyes full of sympathy.
"Come," he said, offering Faramir a broad weather-beaten hand. "I have made camp already."
Grateful to get away from the bodies and the stench he followed Estel further into the woods, until they reached a large rock face. Beckoning for him to follow Estel slipped into a crevice only wide enough for them to fit through. The rough stone walls seemed to melt away as the entered a small cave, although it looked more like a room to Faramir. There was no need for a fire, for the night was warm and muggy and a steady stream of moonlight came down from the hole in the ceiling.
"Feeling better?" asked Estel, and Faramir nodded in reply.
"How did you find this place?" Faramir asked. He didn't remember Estel being away long, but then of course he was throwing up.
"I found this years ago," replied Estel casually. "I come here whenever I want to be alone."
Faramir glanced at him after he said this. All of his features radiated loneliness, and as hard as he tried not to, he felt sorry for Estel.
"You are lonely too," Estel whispered softly, and Faramir locked his eyes upon his. There he found a spark of light, as if he found something that made him extremely happy. But at the same time this made Faramir uneasy.
"I don't…don't know what you mean," he stuttered.
"You know perfectly well what I mean," whispered Estel moving closer to him, but a soft rustling noise outside the cave made both of them freeze.
To be continued….
