*Note: This chapter is more based on Rouge, to introduce her original thoughts and to describe her more efficiently, than i did in the past chapter. The next chapter will return to Legolas' train of thoughts, and they will return to Mirkwood to cure Myian's condition. And its
pronounced " My-ee-an "
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Chapter 7
Rouge
Rouge awoke from her peaceful sleep, but not in the arms of Legolas. He was sitting on the edge of a river, at the pit of one of the smaller waterfalls. He was singing a song with beautiful skill, but the song itself was not beautiful because of the lyrics, which were of a depressing subject, but the way he sang it made her skin tingle and her heart warm.
Rouge was a Dragon Spawn, as you well know. Here kind was enemies of the elves. The main reason was that it wasn't men that came and wiped out the dragons, causing them to live in an underground village in a pool of water, but the fact that elves did it themselves. Many people believed it was the cruel and greedy Man that layed this fait among the Dragon Spawn, but the elves had done it themselves, mostly afraid of the power that they held.
But Rouge put this behind her, knowing her fate and what was to become of it.
Legolas turned his head and looked at her in detail for the first time. She bore wavy red hair that came to her waist. But she had tied up her hair into a bun on the top of her head. She wore a plain white dress, more like a nightgown or slip. Her green eyes seemed to flame around her pupils, and her feet bore brown boots that seemed to be a little oversized for her.
She returned his stare and left for a nearby cave, differently shaped then the one she kept him, in his unconsciousness. She returned with a black cloak on, with the hood pulled over her face.
"I won't take any chances with this journey. My life is valued until the end of our journey. Then maybe I will pass on to join my race in the world of waiting."
Legolas rose and followed her up windy paths until they reached the end of the path. She pointed up and he say stationary water. This must have been the pool on which he had discovered. She gave a clumsy leap and the water seemed to pull her up and place her onto the land above without giving her the least bit of moisture.
Legolas repeated the act and rose to the surface, and was pushed onto his back on the land. He sucked up the pain her recieved and nodded to Rouge. She smiled and they began to walk North, alongside the Isen River. When they reached the point of which Legolas had crossed to the other side, she smiled at him with mishiveous lips, for he was beginning to remove his equipment to throw across.
Before he could prepare the bonds around the equipment she rose the sturdy staff into the air. Blue fire floated from the sky and onto the water, causing a portion of it to freeze, forming a bridge.
She stuck a foot out to test its durability, and walked across it cautiously, be speedily. Once again, Legolas mimicked this act and reached the other side, and the ice immediatly was pulled away from the current. They then continued to their journey. They stopped on the North-South road so Rouge could settle fo rthe night and rest.
"Sleep, Legolas. It pains me to see you keep watch while you will need more strength than I will to complete this journey. You are the one who uses physical strength as your weapon, so you need the stanima to wield it." Rouge looked convincing, but Legolas stubbornly refused.
"I have not used an ounce of my strength of travel. Elves do not require rest as much as other species of Middle Earth do, I will be fine."
Rouge was about to reply to his argument, but she declined it and left Legolas be, and went into her nightmare filled dreams again.
Legolas once again heard her cries of pain in her sleep, but did not calm her the way he did before. This time he only sang his lyrics of forbidden lusts and broken love...
pronounced " My-ee-an "
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Chapter 7
Rouge
Rouge awoke from her peaceful sleep, but not in the arms of Legolas. He was sitting on the edge of a river, at the pit of one of the smaller waterfalls. He was singing a song with beautiful skill, but the song itself was not beautiful because of the lyrics, which were of a depressing subject, but the way he sang it made her skin tingle and her heart warm.
Rouge was a Dragon Spawn, as you well know. Here kind was enemies of the elves. The main reason was that it wasn't men that came and wiped out the dragons, causing them to live in an underground village in a pool of water, but the fact that elves did it themselves. Many people believed it was the cruel and greedy Man that layed this fait among the Dragon Spawn, but the elves had done it themselves, mostly afraid of the power that they held.
But Rouge put this behind her, knowing her fate and what was to become of it.
Legolas turned his head and looked at her in detail for the first time. She bore wavy red hair that came to her waist. But she had tied up her hair into a bun on the top of her head. She wore a plain white dress, more like a nightgown or slip. Her green eyes seemed to flame around her pupils, and her feet bore brown boots that seemed to be a little oversized for her.
She returned his stare and left for a nearby cave, differently shaped then the one she kept him, in his unconsciousness. She returned with a black cloak on, with the hood pulled over her face.
"I won't take any chances with this journey. My life is valued until the end of our journey. Then maybe I will pass on to join my race in the world of waiting."
Legolas rose and followed her up windy paths until they reached the end of the path. She pointed up and he say stationary water. This must have been the pool on which he had discovered. She gave a clumsy leap and the water seemed to pull her up and place her onto the land above without giving her the least bit of moisture.
Legolas repeated the act and rose to the surface, and was pushed onto his back on the land. He sucked up the pain her recieved and nodded to Rouge. She smiled and they began to walk North, alongside the Isen River. When they reached the point of which Legolas had crossed to the other side, she smiled at him with mishiveous lips, for he was beginning to remove his equipment to throw across.
Before he could prepare the bonds around the equipment she rose the sturdy staff into the air. Blue fire floated from the sky and onto the water, causing a portion of it to freeze, forming a bridge.
She stuck a foot out to test its durability, and walked across it cautiously, be speedily. Once again, Legolas mimicked this act and reached the other side, and the ice immediatly was pulled away from the current. They then continued to their journey. They stopped on the North-South road so Rouge could settle fo rthe night and rest.
"Sleep, Legolas. It pains me to see you keep watch while you will need more strength than I will to complete this journey. You are the one who uses physical strength as your weapon, so you need the stanima to wield it." Rouge looked convincing, but Legolas stubbornly refused.
"I have not used an ounce of my strength of travel. Elves do not require rest as much as other species of Middle Earth do, I will be fine."
Rouge was about to reply to his argument, but she declined it and left Legolas be, and went into her nightmare filled dreams again.
Legolas once again heard her cries of pain in her sleep, but did not calm her the way he did before. This time he only sang his lyrics of forbidden lusts and broken love...