The Fleeing of the Squeljums
Elhenin woke up early that morning. The sun was shining down upon the homes and the morning dew was sparkling on the grass. It was warm and everyone was bustling about. The merry laughs of elves were heard, the most joyful sound ever, and the one sound Elhenin was still getting used to. She laughed to herself, for she felt happiness bubbling inside of her. This was going to be her new life. Before she was considered a human. Now everyone believed she was one of them.an elf. And it was wonderful. Elmeraith burst through her new home, a wonderful place, connected the castle. "Elhenin!" she hollered, running up to her sister. "How might you be feeling?" "Perfectly," Elhenin sighed. "I'm in love with this place." They both looked up at the blue, cloudless sky. The sun was warm on their skin. "It's so." Elhenin began. "Wait, listen!" Elmeraith snapped, her face suddenly twisting with worry. "Something is coming." Elhenin listened for a moment and was about to speak again, but then she DID hear something: like a million flapping wings.of birds? "Look!" someone yelled, pointing to the east. Elhenin gasped. A large black cloud was coming and too quickly to be a cloud. "A flock of birds?" Elhenin wondered aloud. "No," Elmeraith muttered. "Something.something's wrong." "Squeljums!" someone cried. The things came closer and closer, till they were flying in the sky, above the elves. Many elves covered their faces and ran to hide, but Elmeraith and Elhenin watched them in awe. There must have been thousands and they covered the sky so that the sun couldn't be seen! They were bat-like creatures from what Elmeraith and Elhenin could see from looking up at their stomachs, but long tales trailed behind them. "They come!" came voices, all of them cold and gruff. They echoed and were heard many times as if all the beasts were screaming it over and over again. "THEY COME!" "Who's coming?" Elhenin cried, forgetting that they were dark creatures of the caves and not to be talked with. Two of them turned and came to the ground as the others flew on. Elmeraith gasped, for they were frightening to look upon. They were black animals with the form of a large bat (elbow to fingertip length). Their yellow eyes were large, perhaps too large, and their noses were leathery- looking and appeared to be smooshed against their faces. Their wings were tattered and their sharp teeth curved out of their mouths. One of the strange beasts grabbed one of Elmeraith's hands and one of Elhenin's hands with one leathery paw and pulled them to the ground onto their knees so they could talk without the ears of the forest overhearing. "We are the Squeljums. Far off, a troll cave has caved in!" hissed one angrily. "We lived there." He began muttering curses uncontrollably. "The trolls have left it, they have," began another one. "Twenty, if I am not mistaken.yes, yes.they come to find new caves or h-hiding places, they do. They come now, coming by dark, they do, to Th-Th-Thranduil's great halls! Takeover his underground palace, they will!" Elhenin gasped. "What shall we do?" "But the sun will keep them away by day!" Elmeraith objected. "No, sun no hinder them, the beasts!" squealed the first. "Smart, some of them are, few, very few, indeed. But still, some smart!" "They learn spells in their old cave, yes, they have, the wretches," continued the second one. "They bring black clouds with them! Dark, dark, will be even here, brightest place of the dark forest.Mirkwood.dark forest," he began muttering as the other one had done. "But we must go!" shrieked the first one. "No time, no, no time! We must find another place where we will have jewels and food before we go hungry! Food!" "Thank you! Your kindness won't be forgotten," Elmeraith whispered to them. "Do not mention it, no. DO NOT! We will be banished and no longer be friends of the Squallums, our cousins, yes, if word gets out that we help elves, yes. Do not mention it to anyone but your king, no, no. We leave." With that, they flew away back into the gloomy forest. The sun was seen again, now that the Squeljums no longer covered the sky. Elhenin turned to Elmeraith. "We have to do something!" Elmeraith nodded. "We have to leave or fight the trolls, if the Squeljums were telling the truth.I don't know. We must talk to the king."
"This news is very depressing," said the king solemnly. "We must be prepared for war, even if it doesn't come!" "We must send word to some of the other fair creatures in the forest. It must be of some concern to them," Legolas announced. "And they would help us! I will leave by nightfall with some of my elves." Legolas noticed that Elmeraith was slumping at his words. 'I don't want to leave her again, away from my sight. I could never bear to loose her if something were to happen,' Legolas thought to himself. ".With some of my elves AND my lady, Elmeraith," Legolas finished. Elmeraith smiled. "You mean, we can finally go on some adventure.together?" King Thranduil shook his head gravely. "I do not forbid it, but I hate to see such a young woman as you go off into the wilderness, for you have the heir to the throne of Mirkwood! You choose, Elmeraith, to put your life in danger out there with the beasts or stay under the protection of the guards." "King Thranduil, I won't let you down! You won't regret letting my go into the woods! I will be able to handle myself. You must remember that me and Elhenin traveled long to get here from Gondor." The King laughed. "Then let it be, Aranel Elmeraith! Be off as quick as you may and hurry back!" "Goodbye, Elhenin!" Elmeraith cried to her sister. "Good-bye, Aran Thranduil!" Elhenin smiled as she watched Elmeraith and Legolas as they fled out the door and into the halls. "Namariƫ, Elmeraith! Be safe and return with swiftness, please!" she pleaded.
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Elhenin woke up early that morning. The sun was shining down upon the homes and the morning dew was sparkling on the grass. It was warm and everyone was bustling about. The merry laughs of elves were heard, the most joyful sound ever, and the one sound Elhenin was still getting used to. She laughed to herself, for she felt happiness bubbling inside of her. This was going to be her new life. Before she was considered a human. Now everyone believed she was one of them.an elf. And it was wonderful. Elmeraith burst through her new home, a wonderful place, connected the castle. "Elhenin!" she hollered, running up to her sister. "How might you be feeling?" "Perfectly," Elhenin sighed. "I'm in love with this place." They both looked up at the blue, cloudless sky. The sun was warm on their skin. "It's so." Elhenin began. "Wait, listen!" Elmeraith snapped, her face suddenly twisting with worry. "Something is coming." Elhenin listened for a moment and was about to speak again, but then she DID hear something: like a million flapping wings.of birds? "Look!" someone yelled, pointing to the east. Elhenin gasped. A large black cloud was coming and too quickly to be a cloud. "A flock of birds?" Elhenin wondered aloud. "No," Elmeraith muttered. "Something.something's wrong." "Squeljums!" someone cried. The things came closer and closer, till they were flying in the sky, above the elves. Many elves covered their faces and ran to hide, but Elmeraith and Elhenin watched them in awe. There must have been thousands and they covered the sky so that the sun couldn't be seen! They were bat-like creatures from what Elmeraith and Elhenin could see from looking up at their stomachs, but long tales trailed behind them. "They come!" came voices, all of them cold and gruff. They echoed and were heard many times as if all the beasts were screaming it over and over again. "THEY COME!" "Who's coming?" Elhenin cried, forgetting that they were dark creatures of the caves and not to be talked with. Two of them turned and came to the ground as the others flew on. Elmeraith gasped, for they were frightening to look upon. They were black animals with the form of a large bat (elbow to fingertip length). Their yellow eyes were large, perhaps too large, and their noses were leathery- looking and appeared to be smooshed against their faces. Their wings were tattered and their sharp teeth curved out of their mouths. One of the strange beasts grabbed one of Elmeraith's hands and one of Elhenin's hands with one leathery paw and pulled them to the ground onto their knees so they could talk without the ears of the forest overhearing. "We are the Squeljums. Far off, a troll cave has caved in!" hissed one angrily. "We lived there." He began muttering curses uncontrollably. "The trolls have left it, they have," began another one. "Twenty, if I am not mistaken.yes, yes.they come to find new caves or h-hiding places, they do. They come now, coming by dark, they do, to Th-Th-Thranduil's great halls! Takeover his underground palace, they will!" Elhenin gasped. "What shall we do?" "But the sun will keep them away by day!" Elmeraith objected. "No, sun no hinder them, the beasts!" squealed the first. "Smart, some of them are, few, very few, indeed. But still, some smart!" "They learn spells in their old cave, yes, they have, the wretches," continued the second one. "They bring black clouds with them! Dark, dark, will be even here, brightest place of the dark forest.Mirkwood.dark forest," he began muttering as the other one had done. "But we must go!" shrieked the first one. "No time, no, no time! We must find another place where we will have jewels and food before we go hungry! Food!" "Thank you! Your kindness won't be forgotten," Elmeraith whispered to them. "Do not mention it, no. DO NOT! We will be banished and no longer be friends of the Squallums, our cousins, yes, if word gets out that we help elves, yes. Do not mention it to anyone but your king, no, no. We leave." With that, they flew away back into the gloomy forest. The sun was seen again, now that the Squeljums no longer covered the sky. Elhenin turned to Elmeraith. "We have to do something!" Elmeraith nodded. "We have to leave or fight the trolls, if the Squeljums were telling the truth.I don't know. We must talk to the king."
"This news is very depressing," said the king solemnly. "We must be prepared for war, even if it doesn't come!" "We must send word to some of the other fair creatures in the forest. It must be of some concern to them," Legolas announced. "And they would help us! I will leave by nightfall with some of my elves." Legolas noticed that Elmeraith was slumping at his words. 'I don't want to leave her again, away from my sight. I could never bear to loose her if something were to happen,' Legolas thought to himself. ".With some of my elves AND my lady, Elmeraith," Legolas finished. Elmeraith smiled. "You mean, we can finally go on some adventure.together?" King Thranduil shook his head gravely. "I do not forbid it, but I hate to see such a young woman as you go off into the wilderness, for you have the heir to the throne of Mirkwood! You choose, Elmeraith, to put your life in danger out there with the beasts or stay under the protection of the guards." "King Thranduil, I won't let you down! You won't regret letting my go into the woods! I will be able to handle myself. You must remember that me and Elhenin traveled long to get here from Gondor." The King laughed. "Then let it be, Aranel Elmeraith! Be off as quick as you may and hurry back!" "Goodbye, Elhenin!" Elmeraith cried to her sister. "Good-bye, Aran Thranduil!" Elhenin smiled as she watched Elmeraith and Legolas as they fled out the door and into the halls. "Namariƫ, Elmeraith! Be safe and return with swiftness, please!" she pleaded.
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