Title: Help in Lothlorien
Author: Elentari Manwe
Date: 08-23-02
Summary: A young elf is saved from Orcs by one of our favorite elves, but can he and others save her from herself? Read on and find out.
Rating: PG-13 (due to brutal torture scenes later on in the story)
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Chapter 2
"The Flickering Light of Faith"
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"No! Leave her be!" the human cried out for the young Elf. "Tua nin! Ereol!1" She screamed, her arms were cast behind her back, as she fought, and iron restraints were binded closely to the wrists. The Orcs laid waste to their camp and the only survivor was their prisoner. Tears of pain fell down her cheeks as she was carried away. 'ten'oio..ten'oio melamin..ten'oio...2' her mind whispered as the last glimpses of her ruined camp was seen.
Haldir and his companions watched the pale elf as she slept, her eyes were closed and it irked them all. A sheen of sweat shown on her forehead and she was cold to the touch. Haldir looked over at his brothers, Orophin and Rumil, and the two other guards, Donalphion and Thaurmandu. Next he gazed at the sleeping she-elf, she was curled in their sleep blankets, but still she shivered.
They had stopped by Nimrodel, for a short rest. But the state of the she-elf caused them to tarry there longer than was expected. Thaurmandu had suggested that they head to the talon, which was nearby, but Haldir advised against it. He rose from his place near Luinkuiel and walked to the stream to retrieve a curved elven flask full of water. As he pressed the healing liquid to Luinkuiels' lips it entered and, Haldir was happy to see, the automatic swallowing response. Sighing Haldir sat once more. As he watched the elf, her eyes flew open and she jerked up just to fall back down with a 'thump'. Her eyes frantically searched out a reason for her presence there and a reason for the quiet but none would come. "Steady" Haldir said setting a hand on her shoulder, "You are still very weak" She looked up at him unbelieving, "I-I thought you were a dream" her voice was quiet and raspy. Haldir smiled down on her, "And, yet you can see we are flesh and blood" as if to prove this he took her small hand in his, its' cold was chilling. She smiled a bit then closed her eyes again. Haldir felt her hand go limp in his; she had fallen asleep.
Haldir watched as Luinkuiel slept, her brow was furrowed and her head lulled back and forth, it was clear her dream was unsettling.
"Ereol?" She said her voice echoed in the chasm of emptiness. She heard whispers all around her, looking left a sort of round window appeared and she looked through. There stood herself and Ereol, hand in hand they were and beside a stream they stood. She listened as they spoke, "I will not let you take the choice of Luthien for me" he said raising her hand to his lips, "But I do not wish to lose you" she said wholeheartedly, "And you never will, not if you remember me," he looked up from her hand to her face, "Will you remember me?" he asked, she was nearly brimming with tears, as she nodded, "Yes, my love, forever" they shared a passionate kiss an then the window faded. "Forever, Ereol" she whispered as she turned herself away from the vanished window. At that moment a Balrog looking creature appeared and—
Luinkuiel jerked upwards, she had been scared out of her dream. She looked around and saw the others were preparing to leave. She tried to stand but her ankles had not had enough time to heal and she collapsed back to the ground. Haldir came to her and scooped her up in strong arms, and she held around his neck.
They started off; the elves ran so fast that, Luinkuiel fell asleep listening to the wind howl by.
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1) 'Help me! Ereol!'
2) 'forever...forever my love...forever...'
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I know it's kinda short and not my best but, I think it's ok, and I sorta had a writers block, and this is all I could come up with. Tell me what you think. Flames are welcome but try to make them constructive, if they aren't they will help heat my room as I write more. ~^-^~.
Ele.
