::appears in a cloud of smoke this time:: ::cough cough:: hey guys…..I was
in the middle of frying a few really evil flamer people. ::cough cough::
well here is the chapter that introduces Alustriel's mental health issues
and a one of her different names. HA! Aragorn isn't the only one with a
billion different names. (see first chapter for disclaimer.) Oh! I still
don't own lord of the rings but I do still have some pocket lint. elvish is
in `'. Dark elvish is in ~ ~.
Blood. Dripping endlessly. Tiny, slender fingers swirled in the growing crimson pool on the floor. Alustriel sat in the center of this pool. Her white gown was stained with the sweet smelling liquid. Her long black bangs were soaked with blood. Blood continued to seep from the massive gash along her arm. A few feet away a long dagger rested on the ground. It hadn't moved since she had thrown it. The dagger's black blade glinted in the pale light.
The dagger had been created in the fires created by Dark Elven magic. Alustriel swirled her fingers in the blood that seeped from her arm. She felt pain but it was distant. She brought a finger up out of the pool and ran it down the scar that ran down her left eye and down her cheek. The finger left a blood trail along the scar.
This obsession. This loneliness. Was this the world? Was this how her life would be? The sickly sweet smell of the silvery red liquid filled her nostrils. Will death bring freedom. She dipped her finger back into the pool. She ran the newly bloodied finger along her ears ,which were about 3 inches longer than a bright elf's ears [1]. The blood covered the tips of her pointed ears.
She was quickly becoming mesmerized by this slowly blossoming flower. It was beautiful to her. She wanted to lie in this flower and sleep forever. Maybe the other's would forget about her. Wouldn't that be nice? Yes. It would be. But that wouldn't happen. No. her mother wouldn't let it happen.
The sound of someone running through the hallway filled her ears.
~~*
Galadriel ran through the hallways as fast as she could.
The Lady had been gazing into her mirror when she saw something that had absolutely horrified her. She had seen her daughter laying amid a pool of blood. The child did not move and her eyes did not open.
For fear that she would be too late she ran faster. Several guards looked confused as the Lady ran past. The Lady of the Wood hadn't run this fast since she left that stormy day to rescue Princess Alustriel.
Galadriel finally reached the dark hallway that lead to Elei's room. A sick feeling twisted in her stomach. The sound of her soft shoes hitting the floor reverberated off the walls.
Galadriel opened the door to Elei's room quickly. The small girl was not lifeless as she had been in the vision but she was sitting in the center of a blossoming pool of blood.
She ran inside and lifted the child from the blood. The Lady cradled the Princess in her arms.
Elei, now deprived from the pool of blood, began running her fingers over the gash on her arm. She looked up at her mother. Her pupils were dilated.
~Mommy?~ she asked
`yes little one' Galadriel said. `Tis me'
~Your dress will be stained~
`Tis not a problem' Galadriel said `You are the one I am worried about'
Galadriel carried Alustriel out of the room and down the hallway. She stopped a servant and told him about the blood. Galadriel carried the tiny girl towards the bathing chamber. She set the small dark elf onto the counter and filled the large white marble tub with warm water. she gently removed Alustriel's gown. She was careful not to pull any dried blood off.
Galadriel placed the small girl into the tub and began cleaning the blood from her pale skin. She poured sweet smelling oils into the water in an attempt to calm the girl. Sure enough the girls body relaxed and her eye lids drooped. The girl was falling into a deep sleep.
The Lady cleaned Alustriel's hair before pulling the child out of the now red water. Galadriel wrapped the small child in a soft , warm towel. She drained the tub before carrying Alustriel back to her fern gully-type room.
The blood had been cleaned off the floor. The cut on the girl's arm was still bleeding. Galadriel set the young Princess onto the bed before pulling leaves off of certain plants in the room. She squeezed the leaves until a small puddle of a blue jell-like substance rested in the palm of her hand.
Galadriel rubbed some of this substance onto the wound. The bleeding stopped almost instantly. The Lady tore a strip of fabric from the bottom of her gown and applied the rest of the ointment to it. She tied this piece of fabric around Elei's wounded arm.
Galadriel dressed the girl in a pale violet night gown before laying her back into the bed.
~~*
Legolas pulled the string back gently as he took aim. He released the string and let the arrow fly. The arrow hit the target dead center. He lowered the bow and grinned. He was getting better at this. His father would be pleased.
He walked foreword and pulled the arrow from the target. Memories of his dream this morning began returning to him. He had seen that girl sitting in a pool of blood. She looked tired and her eyes were empty again.
A tall woman with long glittering hair , whom he recognized as the Lady Galadriel, had pulled the girl from the pool of blood.
Suddenly a thought struck him. If Galadriel was in the dream, then maybe they weren't dreams at all. Maybe that girl was with Galadriel.
"Legolas!"
Legolas turned to see Osono ,his nursemaid, running toward him. Legolas waved to her.
"Over here Osono!" he called.
Osono stopped in front of him and bent to catch her breath for she had been running all over the palace to find the young prince. When she had caught her breath, she stood and looked at him.
"The King requests your presence immediately." Osono said.
Legolas nodded and looked up a the tall Half-elf. A breeze blew and ruffled Osono's reddish-gold hair. Legolas slung his bow over his shoulder and took Osono's hand. The Half-elven nursemaid led the small boy through the white hallways of Mirkwood.
~~*
Minutes later, Legolas stepped through the large oak doors of the throne room alone. He scanned the room. His father sat in a large throne that seemed to be made of a large slab of white and gray marble. The prince ling's eyes lit up when he saw his two older brothers Kellen and Cirrus standing nearby. Legolas ran to Kellen and threw his arms around his oldest brother's waist. Kellen smiled and lifted Legolas from the ground. Legolas laughed as Kellen spun him around. He hugged his brother then looked at Cirrus whom he hugged as well.
King Thranduil coughed. Kellen placed Legolas back on the ground. All three of them turned to face their father. Thranduil stood and looked at his two eldest sons.
"It is time for you to continue your training my sons." He said calmly.
He glanced at Legolas.
"And it is time for one of us to begin." He smiled slightly.
Legolas' eyes widened. Was he really going to start his training? Was it time? Thranduil looked at Kellen and Cirrus.
"You two shall be traveling to Rivendell to train under Lord Elrond." His gaze turned to Legolas. "And you , my youngest, shall be traveling to Lothlorien to train under the guidance of Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn."
Legolas eyes widened again. He was being separated from his beloved brothers? He was going somewhere he had never been before? Alone? What was he going to do? Who would he play with? Who would he trust?
Legolas looked up at his father in shock. He swallowed hard. Thranduil Looked at Kellen and Cirrus.
"Go and pack my sons" he said.
Kellen and Cirrus left leaving Legolas standing there dumbfounded. Thranduil knelt in front of Legolas and placed a hand on his son's shoulder.
"Relax Legolas." He said. "Do not be afraid."
"B-but I-I'll be all alone." The young prince stammered.
"No." Thranduil said "I do not think you will."
Thranduil knew of the young dark elf that resided in Lorien. What was her name? Alustriel? Yes that was it. He had received word from Galadriel of what had happened as had Elrond. He also knew that there was some sort of link between his son and the young dark elf. This had been proved when Legolas showed Thranduil the picture of the girl from his dream. He looked at Legolas and smiled.
"Do not fear." He reassured the boy. " All will be well."
With that he left taking Legolas with him so that the small prince could pack for the journey.
Ok there it is. The next chapter. Oh! For those of you who are wondering Elei is dark elven for shadow. Elei was the dark elven goddess of darkness. Alustriel is called this because she resembles the goddess greatly. It is also said that Alustriel May be the reincarnation of Elei.
Blood. Dripping endlessly. Tiny, slender fingers swirled in the growing crimson pool on the floor. Alustriel sat in the center of this pool. Her white gown was stained with the sweet smelling liquid. Her long black bangs were soaked with blood. Blood continued to seep from the massive gash along her arm. A few feet away a long dagger rested on the ground. It hadn't moved since she had thrown it. The dagger's black blade glinted in the pale light.
The dagger had been created in the fires created by Dark Elven magic. Alustriel swirled her fingers in the blood that seeped from her arm. She felt pain but it was distant. She brought a finger up out of the pool and ran it down the scar that ran down her left eye and down her cheek. The finger left a blood trail along the scar.
This obsession. This loneliness. Was this the world? Was this how her life would be? The sickly sweet smell of the silvery red liquid filled her nostrils. Will death bring freedom. She dipped her finger back into the pool. She ran the newly bloodied finger along her ears ,which were about 3 inches longer than a bright elf's ears [1]. The blood covered the tips of her pointed ears.
She was quickly becoming mesmerized by this slowly blossoming flower. It was beautiful to her. She wanted to lie in this flower and sleep forever. Maybe the other's would forget about her. Wouldn't that be nice? Yes. It would be. But that wouldn't happen. No. her mother wouldn't let it happen.
The sound of someone running through the hallway filled her ears.
~~*
Galadriel ran through the hallways as fast as she could.
The Lady had been gazing into her mirror when she saw something that had absolutely horrified her. She had seen her daughter laying amid a pool of blood. The child did not move and her eyes did not open.
For fear that she would be too late she ran faster. Several guards looked confused as the Lady ran past. The Lady of the Wood hadn't run this fast since she left that stormy day to rescue Princess Alustriel.
Galadriel finally reached the dark hallway that lead to Elei's room. A sick feeling twisted in her stomach. The sound of her soft shoes hitting the floor reverberated off the walls.
Galadriel opened the door to Elei's room quickly. The small girl was not lifeless as she had been in the vision but she was sitting in the center of a blossoming pool of blood.
She ran inside and lifted the child from the blood. The Lady cradled the Princess in her arms.
Elei, now deprived from the pool of blood, began running her fingers over the gash on her arm. She looked up at her mother. Her pupils were dilated.
~Mommy?~ she asked
`yes little one' Galadriel said. `Tis me'
~Your dress will be stained~
`Tis not a problem' Galadriel said `You are the one I am worried about'
Galadriel carried Alustriel out of the room and down the hallway. She stopped a servant and told him about the blood. Galadriel carried the tiny girl towards the bathing chamber. She set the small dark elf onto the counter and filled the large white marble tub with warm water. she gently removed Alustriel's gown. She was careful not to pull any dried blood off.
Galadriel placed the small girl into the tub and began cleaning the blood from her pale skin. She poured sweet smelling oils into the water in an attempt to calm the girl. Sure enough the girls body relaxed and her eye lids drooped. The girl was falling into a deep sleep.
The Lady cleaned Alustriel's hair before pulling the child out of the now red water. Galadriel wrapped the small child in a soft , warm towel. She drained the tub before carrying Alustriel back to her fern gully-type room.
The blood had been cleaned off the floor. The cut on the girl's arm was still bleeding. Galadriel set the young Princess onto the bed before pulling leaves off of certain plants in the room. She squeezed the leaves until a small puddle of a blue jell-like substance rested in the palm of her hand.
Galadriel rubbed some of this substance onto the wound. The bleeding stopped almost instantly. The Lady tore a strip of fabric from the bottom of her gown and applied the rest of the ointment to it. She tied this piece of fabric around Elei's wounded arm.
Galadriel dressed the girl in a pale violet night gown before laying her back into the bed.
~~*
Legolas pulled the string back gently as he took aim. He released the string and let the arrow fly. The arrow hit the target dead center. He lowered the bow and grinned. He was getting better at this. His father would be pleased.
He walked foreword and pulled the arrow from the target. Memories of his dream this morning began returning to him. He had seen that girl sitting in a pool of blood. She looked tired and her eyes were empty again.
A tall woman with long glittering hair , whom he recognized as the Lady Galadriel, had pulled the girl from the pool of blood.
Suddenly a thought struck him. If Galadriel was in the dream, then maybe they weren't dreams at all. Maybe that girl was with Galadriel.
"Legolas!"
Legolas turned to see Osono ,his nursemaid, running toward him. Legolas waved to her.
"Over here Osono!" he called.
Osono stopped in front of him and bent to catch her breath for she had been running all over the palace to find the young prince. When she had caught her breath, she stood and looked at him.
"The King requests your presence immediately." Osono said.
Legolas nodded and looked up a the tall Half-elf. A breeze blew and ruffled Osono's reddish-gold hair. Legolas slung his bow over his shoulder and took Osono's hand. The Half-elven nursemaid led the small boy through the white hallways of Mirkwood.
~~*
Minutes later, Legolas stepped through the large oak doors of the throne room alone. He scanned the room. His father sat in a large throne that seemed to be made of a large slab of white and gray marble. The prince ling's eyes lit up when he saw his two older brothers Kellen and Cirrus standing nearby. Legolas ran to Kellen and threw his arms around his oldest brother's waist. Kellen smiled and lifted Legolas from the ground. Legolas laughed as Kellen spun him around. He hugged his brother then looked at Cirrus whom he hugged as well.
King Thranduil coughed. Kellen placed Legolas back on the ground. All three of them turned to face their father. Thranduil stood and looked at his two eldest sons.
"It is time for you to continue your training my sons." He said calmly.
He glanced at Legolas.
"And it is time for one of us to begin." He smiled slightly.
Legolas' eyes widened. Was he really going to start his training? Was it time? Thranduil looked at Kellen and Cirrus.
"You two shall be traveling to Rivendell to train under Lord Elrond." His gaze turned to Legolas. "And you , my youngest, shall be traveling to Lothlorien to train under the guidance of Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn."
Legolas eyes widened again. He was being separated from his beloved brothers? He was going somewhere he had never been before? Alone? What was he going to do? Who would he play with? Who would he trust?
Legolas looked up at his father in shock. He swallowed hard. Thranduil Looked at Kellen and Cirrus.
"Go and pack my sons" he said.
Kellen and Cirrus left leaving Legolas standing there dumbfounded. Thranduil knelt in front of Legolas and placed a hand on his son's shoulder.
"Relax Legolas." He said. "Do not be afraid."
"B-but I-I'll be all alone." The young prince stammered.
"No." Thranduil said "I do not think you will."
Thranduil knew of the young dark elf that resided in Lorien. What was her name? Alustriel? Yes that was it. He had received word from Galadriel of what had happened as had Elrond. He also knew that there was some sort of link between his son and the young dark elf. This had been proved when Legolas showed Thranduil the picture of the girl from his dream. He looked at Legolas and smiled.
"Do not fear." He reassured the boy. " All will be well."
With that he left taking Legolas with him so that the small prince could pack for the journey.
Ok there it is. The next chapter. Oh! For those of you who are wondering Elei is dark elven for shadow. Elei was the dark elven goddess of darkness. Alustriel is called this because she resembles the goddess greatly. It is also said that Alustriel May be the reincarnation of Elei.