DISCLAIMER: I don't own any LOTR characters……. A wonderful man named J.R.R. Tolkien does……….
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This story will switch between first person Legolas's POV, and first person Aliya's POV.
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Pronunciation:
Aliya - a-lee-ya
Kendre - ken-drea, or , ken-dree
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STORY
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My name is Aliya, and I have a story to tell. Will you listen? It is the story of my life. It is a sad story. It is a broken story. It is me.
I just want to tell you. I just want to tell you so it will happen to no one else. My pain is unbearable, and I want this to happen to no one else. Will you listen?
I hope you will.
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ALIYA
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It seemed with all its rage the river pushed against my beaten, broken body. The water was cold and deep, making my body numb, keeping me from grabbing at the precious handholds and rocks that littered the shore. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of being battered, I grabbed at the rocky shore and with all my might, hauled myself upon it.
My last thought was the hope that death would come fast with his quickening feet to end it all.
Then, all went black.
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LEGOLAS
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"Pelanar! Give that back!" I shouted trying desperately to catch up with my younger, but faster brother. He ran away, carrying the last arrow that had been in my quiver, and laughing at the angry look on my face. He stopped for a moment and began jumping up and down in joy, calling that at least that he could beat me at something. Some times I felt bad for my brother, he was always in my shadow, but I definitely did not feel bad now.
"Caela ie'lle!" I cried the familiar battle cry in triumph as I took advantage of my brother's short breath. I took a running leap at him and knocked him to the ground.
"I surrender!" he laughed as I tickled him and tried to wrench the arrow out of his grasps, but my cruel heartedness ended and I let him go, falling to the ground in giggles of my own.
"I should have thrown you in the river!" I said with a smile, standing up and nodding to the raging river only 50 yards away from us.
"No Legolas! You know what father said! He said, "Never to take advantage of people less capable or privileged than yourself." Pelanar stated with mock seriousness.
"You?" I scoffed, "Less privileged? In your fantasies maybe. You have the run or the palace and every elf in it! Including Kendre and Father!"
He giggled a bit more and said, "Do you want to go for a swim? The air is hot, and you know that if we go back to the palace, they will want us to do work."
He looked horrified at the idea of having to do it, and did not even give me a chance to answer before he rushed to the river's edge.
I followed, shaking my head in amusement, but my smile soon faded as I looked farther down the embankment.
"What is that?" Pelanar said, looking in the direction I was, and pulling the word out of my mouth, "It looks like an…..like an……an Elf!!"
My eyes widened as I made out the shape of the small huddled form. It was indeed an Elf. I ran the length of the shore to its side.
"Pelanar!" I said, before he could follow me, "Run and get the horses!"
The Elf, a young female with matted, deep brown hair and eyes of honey, shuddered as I picked her up gently.
"Uuma dela…" I said, in a low voice, "I will help you…"
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TRANSLATIONS:
Uuma Dela - Do not worry
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This story will switch between first person Legolas's POV, and first person Aliya's POV.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Pronunciation:
Aliya - a-lee-ya
Kendre - ken-drea, or , ken-dree
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
STORY
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My name is Aliya, and I have a story to tell. Will you listen? It is the story of my life. It is a sad story. It is a broken story. It is me.
I just want to tell you. I just want to tell you so it will happen to no one else. My pain is unbearable, and I want this to happen to no one else. Will you listen?
I hope you will.
~~~
ALIYA
~~~
It seemed with all its rage the river pushed against my beaten, broken body. The water was cold and deep, making my body numb, keeping me from grabbing at the precious handholds and rocks that littered the shore. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of being battered, I grabbed at the rocky shore and with all my might, hauled myself upon it.
My last thought was the hope that death would come fast with his quickening feet to end it all.
Then, all went black.
~~~
LEGOLAS
~~~
"Pelanar! Give that back!" I shouted trying desperately to catch up with my younger, but faster brother. He ran away, carrying the last arrow that had been in my quiver, and laughing at the angry look on my face. He stopped for a moment and began jumping up and down in joy, calling that at least that he could beat me at something. Some times I felt bad for my brother, he was always in my shadow, but I definitely did not feel bad now.
"Caela ie'lle!" I cried the familiar battle cry in triumph as I took advantage of my brother's short breath. I took a running leap at him and knocked him to the ground.
"I surrender!" he laughed as I tickled him and tried to wrench the arrow out of his grasps, but my cruel heartedness ended and I let him go, falling to the ground in giggles of my own.
"I should have thrown you in the river!" I said with a smile, standing up and nodding to the raging river only 50 yards away from us.
"No Legolas! You know what father said! He said, "Never to take advantage of people less capable or privileged than yourself." Pelanar stated with mock seriousness.
"You?" I scoffed, "Less privileged? In your fantasies maybe. You have the run or the palace and every elf in it! Including Kendre and Father!"
He giggled a bit more and said, "Do you want to go for a swim? The air is hot, and you know that if we go back to the palace, they will want us to do work."
He looked horrified at the idea of having to do it, and did not even give me a chance to answer before he rushed to the river's edge.
I followed, shaking my head in amusement, but my smile soon faded as I looked farther down the embankment.
"What is that?" Pelanar said, looking in the direction I was, and pulling the word out of my mouth, "It looks like an…..like an……an Elf!!"
My eyes widened as I made out the shape of the small huddled form. It was indeed an Elf. I ran the length of the shore to its side.
"Pelanar!" I said, before he could follow me, "Run and get the horses!"
The Elf, a young female with matted, deep brown hair and eyes of honey, shuddered as I picked her up gently.
"Uuma dela…" I said, in a low voice, "I will help you…"
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TRANSLATIONS:
Uuma Dela - Do not worry
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Do you like it? REVIEW!!
