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1 Chapter 2~Different person
The fellowship was standing now in a different place. They're surprised gasps and exclamations didn't even have the chance to escape as the world of memories changed.
A foggy mist had come seemingly out of nowhere and covered the surroundings that they had just been getting used to. The fog was thick but somehow bright and had in it a mass of colours each different and all at the same time. When the fog cleared they saw that it must be a new memory.
The cold rain had gone leaving sunlight and the mud had gone leaving grass. They were still in a forest, however, and not far away they could hear a soft humming. The humming of an elf.
The fellowship still baffled and confused went over to see who or what was making the noise. They made their way through the bushes and around the large trees to find a small child leaning against an old oak tree.
When they came closer they saw it was a small elf boy. He was reading what seemed to be a boring book. He was looking away every few minutes as if trying to find something to do. The boy wore a light blue tunic and leggings and small shoes. He had short blond hair only down to his chin and dark blue eyes that were unusually clear and glass like. The only conclusion was that this little boy as Legolas. Though he looked so different, a completely different person.
Frodo stared at the small child; " He's…different! " Frodo had only seen Legolas older and he didn't look right without his bow and his arrows by his side. Frodo also noticed that Legolas had no braids and that a silver band was around his head. The band was really nice; it had small elfish runes and decorations on it. Frodo just guessed that it must have been something like a crown except used for princes.
Gimli by his side nodded his head at what Frodo had said struck by a slight awe. His usual elf companion looked different now in his dark brown eyes. He looked…innocent and very young! In real life he only looked innocent in sleep because he was ever alert. Or when he was up to no good.
Aragon watched amused at the rest. Had they really thought that Legolas didn't have a childhood? He after all looked like a normal elf. Except for those eyes, no elf had blue eyes. Oh and the fact that he was he son of Galadriel. That just wasn't right, it couldn't be Legolas had always been from Mirkwoood! Then Legolas would be a relative of Elrond! His own foster father.
The rest of the fellowship was also finding the fact of Legolas real parents hard to grasp.
So muddled up in their own thought they didn't notice the angry voice calling in the distance but the miniature Legolas did and shot up immediately. As soon as he was up the fellowship each came beck to reality. The voice was that of a woman and probably an elf too. Her shouts made the young Legolas wince; " YOU BETTER BE CAUGHT BY ORCS BY THE TIME I FIND YOU LEGOLAS GREENLEAF! " Her voice was sharp and angry.
The small child of Mirkwood eyed the tree had had been recently leaning against preparing to climb. But obviously thinking better of it he ran to the nearby bushes. After a few seconds all was still then the woman came into view. She seemed a nice person except for the fact that her voice was so loud that it could wake the dead. Shouting after the elfin prince she left the small clearing walking away cursing as she went.
The small prince came out of his hiding bush as soon as the woman was out of earshot. The next minute he had his hands in front of his mouth and was making a call. It wasn't any ordinary call but rather a strange sort of birdcall. They sat down on the light grass waiting expectantly and then only a few seconds later the call was answered.
Another call exactly like the one Legolas had given came back not far from the place where they were staying. Legolas just went back to his reading pretending to be interested while a small girl came into view. She was leaping from branch to branch in the tree's above and jumped down a few feet away from the elfin prince.
The girl had longish brown hair that curled at the bottom. She wore a long dress but that didn't stop her jumping down from the tree she was in. If they looked at her properly they could see her eyes. They were a soft green with a tinge of grey in them. She had longer hair than Legolas that could have suggested that she was older.
She was about to speak when the older elf started shouting again but she did seem very close. The girl shot an amused glance at Legolas who winced again and the sound. She spoke as she started climbing the old oak, " Come on we better get outta here. " She spoke in elfish so Aragon had to translate with Frodo helping with the few words he could understand.
She dashed up the tree but stopped when Legolas spoke back, " What? You think I'm going to climb that TREE! " Leaving the tree she grabbed Legolas and started pushing him up just before the elf-maiden came back in to view. The two young elves kept quiet as the woman started searching the bushes then giving up went away again.
After she had gone the young girl jumped down again lightly landing on the soft grass. She motioned for the prince to come down as well. They heard light footfalls going from branch till they heard a snap then another then another. A few seconds later the small elf fell out the tree. Immediately the girl started laughing and so did the fellowship. Legolas had his tunic ripped on the front and some small twigs in his hair. Muttering darkly in elfish the young Legolas got up again.
Pippin wanting to know what he said asked Frodo but all Frodo could do was shrug his shoulders so he asked Aragon. Aragon went slightly red when he heard what he had to translate so he just put it simply, " Legolas just doesn't, um, like climbing trees! " The rest of the company thought this was particularly amusing and started laughing again as the fog started to come again.
It's thick but dry self, wrapped around everything until the scene had gone.
1 Chapter 2~Different person
The fellowship was standing now in a different place. They're surprised gasps and exclamations didn't even have the chance to escape as the world of memories changed.
A foggy mist had come seemingly out of nowhere and covered the surroundings that they had just been getting used to. The fog was thick but somehow bright and had in it a mass of colours each different and all at the same time. When the fog cleared they saw that it must be a new memory.
The cold rain had gone leaving sunlight and the mud had gone leaving grass. They were still in a forest, however, and not far away they could hear a soft humming. The humming of an elf.
The fellowship still baffled and confused went over to see who or what was making the noise. They made their way through the bushes and around the large trees to find a small child leaning against an old oak tree.
When they came closer they saw it was a small elf boy. He was reading what seemed to be a boring book. He was looking away every few minutes as if trying to find something to do. The boy wore a light blue tunic and leggings and small shoes. He had short blond hair only down to his chin and dark blue eyes that were unusually clear and glass like. The only conclusion was that this little boy as Legolas. Though he looked so different, a completely different person.
Frodo stared at the small child; " He's…different! " Frodo had only seen Legolas older and he didn't look right without his bow and his arrows by his side. Frodo also noticed that Legolas had no braids and that a silver band was around his head. The band was really nice; it had small elfish runes and decorations on it. Frodo just guessed that it must have been something like a crown except used for princes.
Gimli by his side nodded his head at what Frodo had said struck by a slight awe. His usual elf companion looked different now in his dark brown eyes. He looked…innocent and very young! In real life he only looked innocent in sleep because he was ever alert. Or when he was up to no good.
Aragon watched amused at the rest. Had they really thought that Legolas didn't have a childhood? He after all looked like a normal elf. Except for those eyes, no elf had blue eyes. Oh and the fact that he was he son of Galadriel. That just wasn't right, it couldn't be Legolas had always been from Mirkwoood! Then Legolas would be a relative of Elrond! His own foster father.
The rest of the fellowship was also finding the fact of Legolas real parents hard to grasp.
So muddled up in their own thought they didn't notice the angry voice calling in the distance but the miniature Legolas did and shot up immediately. As soon as he was up the fellowship each came beck to reality. The voice was that of a woman and probably an elf too. Her shouts made the young Legolas wince; " YOU BETTER BE CAUGHT BY ORCS BY THE TIME I FIND YOU LEGOLAS GREENLEAF! " Her voice was sharp and angry.
The small child of Mirkwood eyed the tree had had been recently leaning against preparing to climb. But obviously thinking better of it he ran to the nearby bushes. After a few seconds all was still then the woman came into view. She seemed a nice person except for the fact that her voice was so loud that it could wake the dead. Shouting after the elfin prince she left the small clearing walking away cursing as she went.
The small prince came out of his hiding bush as soon as the woman was out of earshot. The next minute he had his hands in front of his mouth and was making a call. It wasn't any ordinary call but rather a strange sort of birdcall. They sat down on the light grass waiting expectantly and then only a few seconds later the call was answered.
Another call exactly like the one Legolas had given came back not far from the place where they were staying. Legolas just went back to his reading pretending to be interested while a small girl came into view. She was leaping from branch to branch in the tree's above and jumped down a few feet away from the elfin prince.
The girl had longish brown hair that curled at the bottom. She wore a long dress but that didn't stop her jumping down from the tree she was in. If they looked at her properly they could see her eyes. They were a soft green with a tinge of grey in them. She had longer hair than Legolas that could have suggested that she was older.
She was about to speak when the older elf started shouting again but she did seem very close. The girl shot an amused glance at Legolas who winced again and the sound. She spoke as she started climbing the old oak, " Come on we better get outta here. " She spoke in elfish so Aragon had to translate with Frodo helping with the few words he could understand.
She dashed up the tree but stopped when Legolas spoke back, " What? You think I'm going to climb that TREE! " Leaving the tree she grabbed Legolas and started pushing him up just before the elf-maiden came back in to view. The two young elves kept quiet as the woman started searching the bushes then giving up went away again.
After she had gone the young girl jumped down again lightly landing on the soft grass. She motioned for the prince to come down as well. They heard light footfalls going from branch till they heard a snap then another then another. A few seconds later the small elf fell out the tree. Immediately the girl started laughing and so did the fellowship. Legolas had his tunic ripped on the front and some small twigs in his hair. Muttering darkly in elfish the young Legolas got up again.
Pippin wanting to know what he said asked Frodo but all Frodo could do was shrug his shoulders so he asked Aragon. Aragon went slightly red when he heard what he had to translate so he just put it simply, " Legolas just doesn't, um, like climbing trees! " The rest of the company thought this was particularly amusing and started laughing again as the fog started to come again.
It's thick but dry self, wrapped around everything until the scene had gone.