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From acquaintances, we conceal our real selves, To our friends, we reveal our weaknesses.
-Basil Hume-
Chapter 4: Estel's Awakening
The storm had worsened throughout the dark night. Winds tore through the wounded hillside as lighting flashed overhead. Two figures could be seen moving slowly along one side of the rockslide, their voices could hardly be heard over the fierce storm.
Shielding his eyes with a bloodied hand Elrohir searched the darkness with keen eyes, calling out his brother's name. But his voice was drowned out by angry thunder above. He turned back, watching Elladan move up the path, also calling out Estel's name.
Elladan fell forward into the slick muddy ground, coughing harshly. He felt Elrohir's hand on his shoulder and he was afraid to hear what his brother was about to say.
"We need to get home," Elrohir told him.
But Elladan shook his head. "We can't leave Estel out here," he shouted over the storm, shrugging off his brother.
"Elladan," Elrohir grabbed his brother gently, turning him around so that he faced him. He looked no better then himself, his hair flung about his face wildly, dried blood rested on his forehead.
"You're hurt. I don't want to leave Estel out here, but both of us need help. Most of all you. Neither of us are in the condition to dig through all of that," he said, sweeping his hand indicating the rock pile.
He searched his brother's eyes, hoping for an answer. The thought of losing Estel tore at his heart, but the thought that he might lose both, it was more than his heart could bear. Elladan, looked at his brother, "I can't," he said softly, his voice barely audible, "I promised father I'd watch over him.." he trailed off, trying to turn back to resume his search. But Elrohir would not release him.
"He will be found, we need help, if we hurry.."
"No," Elladan cut him off, "Rivendell is over a day away. We can't wait that long."
Elrohir gave a sigh. "Elladan. If we hurry, we can get help sooner." He squeezed Elladan's shoulder gently. "He will be found."
Elladan dropped his head into his hands. He knew his brother spoke the truth. They alone could not find their younger brother, and he was feeling ill. Finally he nodded. "All right then, but let's hurry."
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Opening his eyes slowly Estel dimly realized that this was no dream, as he thought it was before. He could hear wind and thunder, but it was muffled, and he could see nothing but darkness. The soil beneath his face was soft, almost sand like. He gripped it between his fingers as he slowly lifted his head up.
His head hurt, and fingering his jaw he found it tender to the touch. It felt swollen, but it moved okay. Sitting up he pulled his legs under his chin. He felt fine other than his head, but he didn't know where he was, and he felt cold and hungry.
Softly he called out for his brothers, but his small voice was lost in the wind. He cried softly, hugging his knees. Slowly he remembered what had happened.
His last thoughts were that of his brothers, before his view was blocked by that of hundreds of falling rocks. His horse had panicked, throwing him to the ground. Then he was lost in a world of darkness.
Slowly his eyes adjusted and he was able to see some of the rocks around him. Above him roots of a tree covered the small covering that had been made, the one that had saved his life.
He lay back down on the soft sand, hoping that his brothers had lived. He closed his eyes, his head throbbing. The night was cold and the storm was fierce, at least in here the covering kept him dry.
He curled into a small ball, thinking slowly as sleep overtook him. In the morning he would find a way out of the small prison and search for his brothers and his home. Until then he had to survive through the night.
TBC
Short post this time, but more will be coming soon. Please let me know what you think. See you all on the next post.
Glad you're all liking the story. The reviews are really helpful, so please continue to review.
From acquaintances, we conceal our real selves, To our friends, we reveal our weaknesses.
-Basil Hume-
Chapter 4: Estel's Awakening
The storm had worsened throughout the dark night. Winds tore through the wounded hillside as lighting flashed overhead. Two figures could be seen moving slowly along one side of the rockslide, their voices could hardly be heard over the fierce storm.
Shielding his eyes with a bloodied hand Elrohir searched the darkness with keen eyes, calling out his brother's name. But his voice was drowned out by angry thunder above. He turned back, watching Elladan move up the path, also calling out Estel's name.
Elladan fell forward into the slick muddy ground, coughing harshly. He felt Elrohir's hand on his shoulder and he was afraid to hear what his brother was about to say.
"We need to get home," Elrohir told him.
But Elladan shook his head. "We can't leave Estel out here," he shouted over the storm, shrugging off his brother.
"Elladan," Elrohir grabbed his brother gently, turning him around so that he faced him. He looked no better then himself, his hair flung about his face wildly, dried blood rested on his forehead.
"You're hurt. I don't want to leave Estel out here, but both of us need help. Most of all you. Neither of us are in the condition to dig through all of that," he said, sweeping his hand indicating the rock pile.
He searched his brother's eyes, hoping for an answer. The thought of losing Estel tore at his heart, but the thought that he might lose both, it was more than his heart could bear. Elladan, looked at his brother, "I can't," he said softly, his voice barely audible, "I promised father I'd watch over him.." he trailed off, trying to turn back to resume his search. But Elrohir would not release him.
"He will be found, we need help, if we hurry.."
"No," Elladan cut him off, "Rivendell is over a day away. We can't wait that long."
Elrohir gave a sigh. "Elladan. If we hurry, we can get help sooner." He squeezed Elladan's shoulder gently. "He will be found."
Elladan dropped his head into his hands. He knew his brother spoke the truth. They alone could not find their younger brother, and he was feeling ill. Finally he nodded. "All right then, but let's hurry."
********
Opening his eyes slowly Estel dimly realized that this was no dream, as he thought it was before. He could hear wind and thunder, but it was muffled, and he could see nothing but darkness. The soil beneath his face was soft, almost sand like. He gripped it between his fingers as he slowly lifted his head up.
His head hurt, and fingering his jaw he found it tender to the touch. It felt swollen, but it moved okay. Sitting up he pulled his legs under his chin. He felt fine other than his head, but he didn't know where he was, and he felt cold and hungry.
Softly he called out for his brothers, but his small voice was lost in the wind. He cried softly, hugging his knees. Slowly he remembered what had happened.
His last thoughts were that of his brothers, before his view was blocked by that of hundreds of falling rocks. His horse had panicked, throwing him to the ground. Then he was lost in a world of darkness.
Slowly his eyes adjusted and he was able to see some of the rocks around him. Above him roots of a tree covered the small covering that had been made, the one that had saved his life.
He lay back down on the soft sand, hoping that his brothers had lived. He closed his eyes, his head throbbing. The night was cold and the storm was fierce, at least in here the covering kept him dry.
He curled into a small ball, thinking slowly as sleep overtook him. In the morning he would find a way out of the small prison and search for his brothers and his home. Until then he had to survive through the night.
TBC
Short post this time, but more will be coming soon. Please let me know what you think. See you all on the next post.