Disclaimer: This is, in a way, a continuation of part of The Lord of the
Rings trilogy. It will surround some of the more hidden facts of the Elven
myths and stories that have nearly been forgotten. Perhaps it will not be
accurate completely, but I have given it my best shot.
I do not own any of these characters except for Arnen, Gilrain, Aerlinndû
and her people of the Lost Wood. It'd be nice, but I don't. Please don't
sue me.
The woods are silent all around the new house of Elrond. The elf lord paced on an overlook of a crystal clear lake. "What is this feeling that troubles me so? It feels like danger is near, but there are none but elves in this land. It puzzles me." Suddenly a burst of motion outside his door caught Elrond's eye and he smiled. "Legolas Greenleaf, come in here this instant," he said, making his voice sound stern. A blonde-headed elf peered cautiously around the corner.
"Yes, Lord Elrond?" Elrond smiled and gestured to the elf to come in.
"Come in, Legolas, I have no quarrel with you." The elf smiled and walked in, brushing back his long blonde hair and holding his left arm.
"I apologize if I disturbed you, Lord Elrond. I was just-"
"I know what you were doing, Legolas, and be sure. Your bow and arrows will be returned to you, your arm will be treated from that arrow wound, and the elf responsible will be punished." Legolas smiled.
"I should have known that you would know, Lord Elrond. Thank you." Legolas quickly ran out of the room to get his arm looked at.
***
Legolas looked around the room as an elf skilled in healing wrapped his arm. "I never really look anymore."
"What do you mean, Master Legolas?"
"Well, it is almost as if I do not realize I am not on the other side of the Sea anymore. It almost feels the same, so I do not seem to notice the beauty the same way." The female elf paused in her bandaging and looked around, alerting Legolas. "Is something amiss?" She shook her head and leaned closer to him.
"It is said that deep in these woods there is a beautiful area, even more beautiful than the trees of Lórien." Legolas raised an eyebrow.
"More beautiful than Lórien? That is hard to believe." The female elf nodded. "It mirrors the beauty of the lost Queen, said to rival the beauty of Lúthien herself. They say that one of the Noldor of old took her people and hid deep in the woods to brood over their being exiled."
"There is an Exile queen living in these woods, angry still over the problems of the past?" The girl nodded. "Has anyone ever seen her to prove of her beauty?"
"Not for many years. Anyone who has ventured out has never been seen again." Legolas thought about that. Elves could only be killed when slain in battle or possibly of a broken heart, so was this queen killing elves with her army? It would be an interesting adventure.one perhaps even Gimli would be interested in.
"Thank you, miss, that tale has inspired me." She had resumed her dressing, and looked up at him.
"How so, Master Legolas?"
"I will venture out and find this lost queen, and I will come back and tell the tale." She finished with his arm and touched his bare shoulder.
"How can you be so confident? You must not risk your life on an old myth!" He smiled and rested a hand on her shoulder.
"I will be fine. Tell Lord Elrond I will be back in a matter of about a month or so." She nodded and Gimli walked in.
"Master Elf, there you are. What are you doing there with your shirt off and a bandage on your arm?"
"I was shot by my own arrow, but that was a careless mistake made by a young elf." Legolas slipped his shirt on carefully over his sore arm. "Come, Master Dwarf, let us go get my bow and quiver. We have an adventure to embark on."
"We do?" Gimli asked as he followed his friend out of the door. He trusted his loved friend, after all he had brought him across the sea so that their friendship would not be broken, but he began to wonder if his elven friend was not plotting something. Legolas stood carefully outside the lord's door. Elrond looked up for examining an arrow to acknowledge Legolas.
"Come in, Legolas. I have your bow and arrows. I was just making sure they were all in condition." Legolas walked to Elrond's seat and took the bow and full quiver from Elrond's extended arm.
"You cannot imagine how grateful I am, Lord Elrond. Thank you again."
"You are very welcome, Legolas. Oh, and one more thing. Arnen?" A young boy elf stepped out, looking bashful.
"You!" Arnen nodded.
"Lord Elrond told me I owed you an apology, Master Legolas, and I humbly apologize. I had no intent to harm you, nor did I know that bow and arrows were yours." Legolas nodded and touched the boy's arm.
"You are forgiven, Master Arnen, and do not feel guilt for what you have done. The wound will heal quickly."
"Who did your healing, Legolas?" Elrond inquired. Legolas looked up.
"Lady Gilrain, Lord. She is very skilled in healing." Elrond smiled and nodded.
"Yes, I know. She was named for a star, and shines such as one too." Legolas smiled back and nodded.
"Lord Elrond, I may not see you soon. I have chosen to embark upon a journey, deep into the woods and find the lost Noldorin queen told of old." Elrond raised an eyebrow.
"Surely, then, you have been told of the dangers that have befallen any that sought this quest before you?" Legolas nodded. Gimli looked at him.
"Dangers?"
"Will you be taking the dwarf with you, Legolas?" Another nod was given from Legolas. "Very well then. I hope so see you again, son of the trees. Be well."
"Be well, Lord. Come, Master Dwarf, we have a queen to find." Legolas started a swift pace out of the house, and Gimli had to run to catch up.
"Master Elf, I am your friend, and I love and trust you, but I wish that you would explain this adventure to me more so that I might clearly understand what I am getting into!" Legolas stopped suddenly and allowed Gimli to catch up and look up to his friend's face.
"I am sorry, friend, I had forgotten in my excitement that I had not explained to you. The healer in the house told me an old tale of a lost elven queen, Noldorin by nature, one of our exiles. She is said to outrank physical beauty with Lúthien Tinúviel, a Sindarin princess, and her woods rival the beauty of Lórien." Gimli gasped.
"Rival the beauty of the Golden Wood? How can it be?"
"I do not know, my friend, but that is why we set out. To find this lost queen and prove of her beauty." Gimli smiled.
"It will be a grand adventure, friend, I am sure of it. Now, where in these woods will we find her?"
"I believe I can sense something in this direction, mellon," Legolas said softly and they began walking in that direction.
Like it? Hate it? Confused? More parts coming up!
-Silver
The woods are silent all around the new house of Elrond. The elf lord paced on an overlook of a crystal clear lake. "What is this feeling that troubles me so? It feels like danger is near, but there are none but elves in this land. It puzzles me." Suddenly a burst of motion outside his door caught Elrond's eye and he smiled. "Legolas Greenleaf, come in here this instant," he said, making his voice sound stern. A blonde-headed elf peered cautiously around the corner.
"Yes, Lord Elrond?" Elrond smiled and gestured to the elf to come in.
"Come in, Legolas, I have no quarrel with you." The elf smiled and walked in, brushing back his long blonde hair and holding his left arm.
"I apologize if I disturbed you, Lord Elrond. I was just-"
"I know what you were doing, Legolas, and be sure. Your bow and arrows will be returned to you, your arm will be treated from that arrow wound, and the elf responsible will be punished." Legolas smiled.
"I should have known that you would know, Lord Elrond. Thank you." Legolas quickly ran out of the room to get his arm looked at.
***
Legolas looked around the room as an elf skilled in healing wrapped his arm. "I never really look anymore."
"What do you mean, Master Legolas?"
"Well, it is almost as if I do not realize I am not on the other side of the Sea anymore. It almost feels the same, so I do not seem to notice the beauty the same way." The female elf paused in her bandaging and looked around, alerting Legolas. "Is something amiss?" She shook her head and leaned closer to him.
"It is said that deep in these woods there is a beautiful area, even more beautiful than the trees of Lórien." Legolas raised an eyebrow.
"More beautiful than Lórien? That is hard to believe." The female elf nodded. "It mirrors the beauty of the lost Queen, said to rival the beauty of Lúthien herself. They say that one of the Noldor of old took her people and hid deep in the woods to brood over their being exiled."
"There is an Exile queen living in these woods, angry still over the problems of the past?" The girl nodded. "Has anyone ever seen her to prove of her beauty?"
"Not for many years. Anyone who has ventured out has never been seen again." Legolas thought about that. Elves could only be killed when slain in battle or possibly of a broken heart, so was this queen killing elves with her army? It would be an interesting adventure.one perhaps even Gimli would be interested in.
"Thank you, miss, that tale has inspired me." She had resumed her dressing, and looked up at him.
"How so, Master Legolas?"
"I will venture out and find this lost queen, and I will come back and tell the tale." She finished with his arm and touched his bare shoulder.
"How can you be so confident? You must not risk your life on an old myth!" He smiled and rested a hand on her shoulder.
"I will be fine. Tell Lord Elrond I will be back in a matter of about a month or so." She nodded and Gimli walked in.
"Master Elf, there you are. What are you doing there with your shirt off and a bandage on your arm?"
"I was shot by my own arrow, but that was a careless mistake made by a young elf." Legolas slipped his shirt on carefully over his sore arm. "Come, Master Dwarf, let us go get my bow and quiver. We have an adventure to embark on."
"We do?" Gimli asked as he followed his friend out of the door. He trusted his loved friend, after all he had brought him across the sea so that their friendship would not be broken, but he began to wonder if his elven friend was not plotting something. Legolas stood carefully outside the lord's door. Elrond looked up for examining an arrow to acknowledge Legolas.
"Come in, Legolas. I have your bow and arrows. I was just making sure they were all in condition." Legolas walked to Elrond's seat and took the bow and full quiver from Elrond's extended arm.
"You cannot imagine how grateful I am, Lord Elrond. Thank you again."
"You are very welcome, Legolas. Oh, and one more thing. Arnen?" A young boy elf stepped out, looking bashful.
"You!" Arnen nodded.
"Lord Elrond told me I owed you an apology, Master Legolas, and I humbly apologize. I had no intent to harm you, nor did I know that bow and arrows were yours." Legolas nodded and touched the boy's arm.
"You are forgiven, Master Arnen, and do not feel guilt for what you have done. The wound will heal quickly."
"Who did your healing, Legolas?" Elrond inquired. Legolas looked up.
"Lady Gilrain, Lord. She is very skilled in healing." Elrond smiled and nodded.
"Yes, I know. She was named for a star, and shines such as one too." Legolas smiled back and nodded.
"Lord Elrond, I may not see you soon. I have chosen to embark upon a journey, deep into the woods and find the lost Noldorin queen told of old." Elrond raised an eyebrow.
"Surely, then, you have been told of the dangers that have befallen any that sought this quest before you?" Legolas nodded. Gimli looked at him.
"Dangers?"
"Will you be taking the dwarf with you, Legolas?" Another nod was given from Legolas. "Very well then. I hope so see you again, son of the trees. Be well."
"Be well, Lord. Come, Master Dwarf, we have a queen to find." Legolas started a swift pace out of the house, and Gimli had to run to catch up.
"Master Elf, I am your friend, and I love and trust you, but I wish that you would explain this adventure to me more so that I might clearly understand what I am getting into!" Legolas stopped suddenly and allowed Gimli to catch up and look up to his friend's face.
"I am sorry, friend, I had forgotten in my excitement that I had not explained to you. The healer in the house told me an old tale of a lost elven queen, Noldorin by nature, one of our exiles. She is said to outrank physical beauty with Lúthien Tinúviel, a Sindarin princess, and her woods rival the beauty of Lórien." Gimli gasped.
"Rival the beauty of the Golden Wood? How can it be?"
"I do not know, my friend, but that is why we set out. To find this lost queen and prove of her beauty." Gimli smiled.
"It will be a grand adventure, friend, I am sure of it. Now, where in these woods will we find her?"
"I believe I can sense something in this direction, mellon," Legolas said softly and they began walking in that direction.
Like it? Hate it? Confused? More parts coming up!
-Silver