AW! Thanks for liking my story. As some of you requested a Legolas
response, here it is. There's just another little tidbit from Gimli.
Xoxo, Jenn
The sky is bluer than yesterday. That could be a sign.
I haven't had anywhere near the courage to give him my note.
But there he stands, looking out over the hill to the sky.
He turns to me and I grumble, but all he does is smile.
"Come Gimli, clothe yourself we must be out by the morning's break!"
He pounces off from the hill.
"Yes, of course."
I raise my arms in a yawn.
I drop it.
He picks it up and chuckles,
"Gimli! You did not tell me you had a lover!"
I try to grab the parchment back from his prying hands, as he opens my feelings.
"I do not! Give that back!"
"Come now Gimli! We are friends! I share my secrets with you, share yours with me!"
He runs to the hill again.
Blasted Elf.
I chase him
"My Dear Friend," I say out loud.
I cannot believe him. Gimli has a lover!
Yet he has not told me. And yet, I feel almost betrayed.
"I've been thinking of ways to phrase it."
I chuckle through my pain. Why am I hurt?
"Come Legolas, give it back."
Gimli tries to reach for the parchment, but I pull it back.
I read silently for a moment, then come across the words I thought I would never see.
"You probably love beautiful fair women of your people,"
I look at him.
I am shocked. I cannot hide it,
I can see his fear. He cannot hide it. I wonder what my expression is.
Do I look shocked?
Do I look Angry?
Do I even look disgusted?
Why would I be disgusted? I have lived for what seems like forever, I have seen this before.
Sometimes, men love men.
And not the way a man should love a man.
My father has told me of the corrupt warriors that sometimes serve for Mirkwood.
He lets them serve for him. Only if they do not bring their preference into wars.
"Legolas, you were never meant to see this."
He pulls the parchment back from me.
"Gimli, I did not know."
What else can I say?
"You were never supposed to know. We were supposed to co-exist as friends. That is all."
He sighs lightly and folds up the parchment,
"That is all we will ever be. We will not speak of this."
"Why not Gimli? I …"
He cuts me off.
"Because it is wrong Legolas!"
He stops to look at me.
I loathe the look he gives me when he is angered.
"It is not accepted in our world. No one understands. I do not think I even fully understand it."
He is right. It is not accepted. Nor do I understand it.
I cannot help it.
I want to love him.
Hehe! Yep. That's the second part! The third part will be up soon hopefully!
Don't forget if you like please review, if you have any questions, flames, or
Mallet bashings, email me at LullabySerenaMBH@aol.com!
Xoxo, Jenn
The sky is bluer than yesterday. That could be a sign.
I haven't had anywhere near the courage to give him my note.
But there he stands, looking out over the hill to the sky.
He turns to me and I grumble, but all he does is smile.
"Come Gimli, clothe yourself we must be out by the morning's break!"
He pounces off from the hill.
"Yes, of course."
I raise my arms in a yawn.
I drop it.
He picks it up and chuckles,
"Gimli! You did not tell me you had a lover!"
I try to grab the parchment back from his prying hands, as he opens my feelings.
"I do not! Give that back!"
"Come now Gimli! We are friends! I share my secrets with you, share yours with me!"
He runs to the hill again.
Blasted Elf.
I chase him
"My Dear Friend," I say out loud.
I cannot believe him. Gimli has a lover!
Yet he has not told me. And yet, I feel almost betrayed.
"I've been thinking of ways to phrase it."
I chuckle through my pain. Why am I hurt?
"Come Legolas, give it back."
Gimli tries to reach for the parchment, but I pull it back.
I read silently for a moment, then come across the words I thought I would never see.
"You probably love beautiful fair women of your people,"
I look at him.
I am shocked. I cannot hide it,
I can see his fear. He cannot hide it. I wonder what my expression is.
Do I look shocked?
Do I look Angry?
Do I even look disgusted?
Why would I be disgusted? I have lived for what seems like forever, I have seen this before.
Sometimes, men love men.
And not the way a man should love a man.
My father has told me of the corrupt warriors that sometimes serve for Mirkwood.
He lets them serve for him. Only if they do not bring their preference into wars.
"Legolas, you were never meant to see this."
He pulls the parchment back from me.
"Gimli, I did not know."
What else can I say?
"You were never supposed to know. We were supposed to co-exist as friends. That is all."
He sighs lightly and folds up the parchment,
"That is all we will ever be. We will not speak of this."
"Why not Gimli? I …"
He cuts me off.
"Because it is wrong Legolas!"
He stops to look at me.
I loathe the look he gives me when he is angered.
"It is not accepted in our world. No one understands. I do not think I even fully understand it."
He is right. It is not accepted. Nor do I understand it.
I cannot help it.
I want to love him.
Hehe! Yep. That's the second part! The third part will be up soon hopefully!
Don't forget if you like please review, if you have any questions, flames, or
Mallet bashings, email me at LullabySerenaMBH@aol.com!