A cave, another cave. But this wasn't any ordinary cave, it was pitch
black . . . and huge, amazingly huge. Helena put her arms protectively
around herself as she felt for the floor. Reaching out through the rock
she jerked back as she felt old pain in the rock, ancient pain and horror
that spoke to her. Her heart beat rapidly as a shriek came in the dark.
"They are goblins" Helena whirled around, she could hear Jessi speak to her
and felt her nearby. "Goblins? Where are we?" Helena asked her friend
starting to panic as the shrieks got closer. Her friend's voice came to
her, perfectly calm, as if one were simply remarking on the weather, "a
place in which you may dwell one day." Slowly her eyes adjusted and she
made out several figures charging at her and her friend. Just before one
leapt on her she heard Jessi say, "They can't hurt us . . . ever." The
goblin came, and Helena screamed.
She was still screaming, or trying to when she woke up. Unfortunately a hand was over her mouth; she looked in panic at the person who decided to cut off her air supply.
As soon as he saw that Helena was conscious and no longer screaming Legolas released her. "I am sorry Tarin, but you can not scream like that in the open." Legolas had crouched back and looked at her, noting that she was fine he stood up and offered her his hand. Taking it Helena came slowly to her feet, just in time to see Gimli run through the bushes, a look of murder on his features. Helena spoke as soon as she saw him, "Gimli! Oh Gimli I'msorryIhadanightmareIdidn'tmeantohonestlyIdidn't! I'm so sorry!" Gimli looked to Legolas who nodded in conformation.
The dwarf strode toward the young dwarf-girl and put his hand on her shoulder, which she noticed was trembling. "What did you dream of Tarin?" Slowly she told Gimli of what she saw, heard, and felt, funny, it's not so scary with him here At the end Gimli looked to Legolas, confusion in his eyes. Quietly he began to speak to Legolas in. Helena couldn't believe her ears, Gimli was speaking elvish! It wasn't as clear as Legolas spoke it but the rumble in his voice added a tilt of authority and distinction to the elegant language. Finally Gimli turned back to her, "you dreamt of Moria Tarin. That is the only place where the goblins still dwell, and. . . " He paused, gathering himself up, "Durin, my cousin, and his people were killed there long ago." An uncomfortable silence descended, wow, what do you say to that? 'Gee I'm sorry?' Instead she put her hand on Gimli's forearm. After a bit Gimli seemed to straighten up, he met her eyes; "We ought to get going now." Nodding Helena silently packed up and followed Gimli and Legolas toward the valley.
"So what of your friend Jessica?" Gimli was very interested in Helena's dream and trying to solve it. "Well Jessi's a really great friend that I met about a year ago and. . . " she went on to describe how they met and decided to go to Switzerland together, "and then she pushed me in a lake and I surfaced here!" Helena finished indicating the forest with an all- encompassing swoop of her arm. Legolas's head all of a sudden cocked, "Gimli do you hear that?" All three stopped and strained to listen I can't hear a damn thing but apparently Gimli heard something because he nodded. "Someone is following us, I'll see who it is." Gimli stated. "Just don't go charging anyone this time," Legolas whispered after him. Gimli acted like he didn't hear him. Oh that's brilliant someone is following us so let's send a dwarf with the worst temper and loudest voice after him! Suppressing a grumble Helena just waited for Gimli to come back. After a few minutes however he came back, walking, his face unreadable. He glanced around the clearing and stated quietly, "Perhaps master elf you had better handle this. Our intruder is down by the river." Legolas looked at Gimli questioningly. Gimli's face remained blank. Stringing an arrow on his bow Legolas moved silently toward the river.
Helena turned toward Gimli in complete confusion, "Gimli, what's down there?" Gimli, for a quick moment allowed his rough exterior to slip long enough for a smile to show itself, "Legolas's wife, Nurhyandoien" Oh joy
She was still screaming, or trying to when she woke up. Unfortunately a hand was over her mouth; she looked in panic at the person who decided to cut off her air supply.
As soon as he saw that Helena was conscious and no longer screaming Legolas released her. "I am sorry Tarin, but you can not scream like that in the open." Legolas had crouched back and looked at her, noting that she was fine he stood up and offered her his hand. Taking it Helena came slowly to her feet, just in time to see Gimli run through the bushes, a look of murder on his features. Helena spoke as soon as she saw him, "Gimli! Oh Gimli I'msorryIhadanightmareIdidn'tmeantohonestlyIdidn't! I'm so sorry!" Gimli looked to Legolas who nodded in conformation.
The dwarf strode toward the young dwarf-girl and put his hand on her shoulder, which she noticed was trembling. "What did you dream of Tarin?" Slowly she told Gimli of what she saw, heard, and felt, funny, it's not so scary with him here At the end Gimli looked to Legolas, confusion in his eyes. Quietly he began to speak to Legolas in. Helena couldn't believe her ears, Gimli was speaking elvish! It wasn't as clear as Legolas spoke it but the rumble in his voice added a tilt of authority and distinction to the elegant language. Finally Gimli turned back to her, "you dreamt of Moria Tarin. That is the only place where the goblins still dwell, and. . . " He paused, gathering himself up, "Durin, my cousin, and his people were killed there long ago." An uncomfortable silence descended, wow, what do you say to that? 'Gee I'm sorry?' Instead she put her hand on Gimli's forearm. After a bit Gimli seemed to straighten up, he met her eyes; "We ought to get going now." Nodding Helena silently packed up and followed Gimli and Legolas toward the valley.
"So what of your friend Jessica?" Gimli was very interested in Helena's dream and trying to solve it. "Well Jessi's a really great friend that I met about a year ago and. . . " she went on to describe how they met and decided to go to Switzerland together, "and then she pushed me in a lake and I surfaced here!" Helena finished indicating the forest with an all- encompassing swoop of her arm. Legolas's head all of a sudden cocked, "Gimli do you hear that?" All three stopped and strained to listen I can't hear a damn thing but apparently Gimli heard something because he nodded. "Someone is following us, I'll see who it is." Gimli stated. "Just don't go charging anyone this time," Legolas whispered after him. Gimli acted like he didn't hear him. Oh that's brilliant someone is following us so let's send a dwarf with the worst temper and loudest voice after him! Suppressing a grumble Helena just waited for Gimli to come back. After a few minutes however he came back, walking, his face unreadable. He glanced around the clearing and stated quietly, "Perhaps master elf you had better handle this. Our intruder is down by the river." Legolas looked at Gimli questioningly. Gimli's face remained blank. Stringing an arrow on his bow Legolas moved silently toward the river.
Helena turned toward Gimli in complete confusion, "Gimli, what's down there?" Gimli, for a quick moment allowed his rough exterior to slip long enough for a smile to show itself, "Legolas's wife, Nurhyandoien" Oh joy