*****This is basicly a VERY short Chapter. But i felt on this one that I got to the point for this chapter, hence the name ;o)
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Chapter 12
Unwanted Burden
Legolas began traveling again, this time North for theb Ered Mithrin. He had left Lorien without Rouge, and even without Myian. He no longer wanted to travel with company, people who always bother him of matter that are of not their business.
Following the Anguin river, he paced himself with only on motive, walk. He rarely questioned or even gave the slightest thought to were he was going. He had never been to the Ered Mithrin, but he had no curiosity whatsoever.
Since he was in no hurry, he decided to rest for that night. He knew that the population of Middle Earth relied on the completion of his journey, but he didn't give the slightest care.
He built a small fire so he dind't have to strain his eyes to see in the dark.
He propped himself up against a tree and stared into the dancing flames and the glowing embers. He began to ponder about how he was to scale the mountain if it was steep. He gave up on ideas and began to sing. Words of purness once again did not slip from his mouth, but it was a different kind of song. A song of which he knew only from the elderly elves.
It was in elven tounge but translated into a song about mother and child. But the child outgrew her and left her by herself. Many years later he returned, but his mother had passed on, he then weeped and scaled a mountain until he reached its peak. He then settled their for all eternity thinking of his lost mother.
He then went into a Elvish sleep...
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Back in Lorien, Rouge and Myina were just informed that Legolas had left without them.
"Damn!" Screamed Myian. "How could he leave without us. We're basicly his only protection since his is mentaly ill!"
Myian let out curses by the mouthful. Rouge, being the introvert she is, stalled from speaking for a while, but gained the confidence when had ceased to speak.
"I...I...I can get us to him if he lights a fire..." She said, hoping she didn't sound as stupid as she felt.
"How?" Myian said with skepticism.
"I...I have fire magic. All I need is a fire and I can connect the two...."
Myian, without a word, reached for Rouge's hand and dragged her to the fireplace in her temporary Chamber.
Rouge excused herself to her Chamber to get all the supplies she had brought and her stick.
When she returned she stood in front of the fire. She looked at Myian, who nodded at her, and concentrated on the flickering flames of the fire. It began to turn a purple color and turned into a spherical shape. It became a big ring of fire, with a empty center. It flashed into different spots, showing people or animals who had lit a fire. It was as if the were the center of a fire.
"I can't find him...," Rouge said in a sad tone. But immediatly after she said this, a handsome elf, who was staring into a world that wasn't there, leaned against a tree.
"There he is!" Myian said excitedly, hopping up and down redundently. But she then stopped with a frown.
"So... how do we get there?"
Rouge turned to her and smiled. "We walk through!" She quickly grabbed Myian's hand and dragged her through the circle towards Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood...
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Legolas woke from his sleep, way earlier than he had planned. He saw his fire grow large, and through it walked out two girls. One with hair of wavy red fire and green eyes, the other with curly blonde hair who had green eyes, but lighter than the first. Before him stood Rouge and Myian.
Myian smiled her agravating smile, and Rouge seemed to be embarrased.
"Thought you could get rid of us, huh!?" Myain said bubbly. "You're stuck with us for good fair Prince!"
Rouge turned her head away from Legolas' confused eyes.
He was stuck with an unwanted burden... He was stuck with Myian...
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*******Now that I have gotten it across to you peoples that Legolas has lived, and is living, a miserable life, I'm starting to get Myian to convert him. Not into a optimistic ball of fluff, but into a more extrovert and open elf. He will never be relieved of all his sorrow, but he can live with it, given the propper friend.
Just as a side note before I beg you for reviews again, I orignaly was going ot kill of Myian as soon as she was damaged by Galadriel's Mirror, but people seemed to like her, so she will stay... for now... ;o)
Galadriel hasn't come into view for the last time either for all you fans out their! I accidently made a strong bond between her and Legolas, so she will appear ever so often in the Fan Fic. Either this chapter, or the Next chapter we will meet our next member of the 4 elements! Yeah!
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Chapter 12
Unwanted Burden
Legolas began traveling again, this time North for theb Ered Mithrin. He had left Lorien without Rouge, and even without Myian. He no longer wanted to travel with company, people who always bother him of matter that are of not their business.
Following the Anguin river, he paced himself with only on motive, walk. He rarely questioned or even gave the slightest thought to were he was going. He had never been to the Ered Mithrin, but he had no curiosity whatsoever.
Since he was in no hurry, he decided to rest for that night. He knew that the population of Middle Earth relied on the completion of his journey, but he didn't give the slightest care.
He built a small fire so he dind't have to strain his eyes to see in the dark.
He propped himself up against a tree and stared into the dancing flames and the glowing embers. He began to ponder about how he was to scale the mountain if it was steep. He gave up on ideas and began to sing. Words of purness once again did not slip from his mouth, but it was a different kind of song. A song of which he knew only from the elderly elves.
It was in elven tounge but translated into a song about mother and child. But the child outgrew her and left her by herself. Many years later he returned, but his mother had passed on, he then weeped and scaled a mountain until he reached its peak. He then settled their for all eternity thinking of his lost mother.
He then went into a Elvish sleep...
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Back in Lorien, Rouge and Myina were just informed that Legolas had left without them.
"Damn!" Screamed Myian. "How could he leave without us. We're basicly his only protection since his is mentaly ill!"
Myian let out curses by the mouthful. Rouge, being the introvert she is, stalled from speaking for a while, but gained the confidence when had ceased to speak.
"I...I...I can get us to him if he lights a fire..." She said, hoping she didn't sound as stupid as she felt.
"How?" Myian said with skepticism.
"I...I have fire magic. All I need is a fire and I can connect the two...."
Myian, without a word, reached for Rouge's hand and dragged her to the fireplace in her temporary Chamber.
Rouge excused herself to her Chamber to get all the supplies she had brought and her stick.
When she returned she stood in front of the fire. She looked at Myian, who nodded at her, and concentrated on the flickering flames of the fire. It began to turn a purple color and turned into a spherical shape. It became a big ring of fire, with a empty center. It flashed into different spots, showing people or animals who had lit a fire. It was as if the were the center of a fire.
"I can't find him...," Rouge said in a sad tone. But immediatly after she said this, a handsome elf, who was staring into a world that wasn't there, leaned against a tree.
"There he is!" Myian said excitedly, hopping up and down redundently. But she then stopped with a frown.
"So... how do we get there?"
Rouge turned to her and smiled. "We walk through!" She quickly grabbed Myian's hand and dragged her through the circle towards Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood...
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Legolas woke from his sleep, way earlier than he had planned. He saw his fire grow large, and through it walked out two girls. One with hair of wavy red fire and green eyes, the other with curly blonde hair who had green eyes, but lighter than the first. Before him stood Rouge and Myian.
Myian smiled her agravating smile, and Rouge seemed to be embarrased.
"Thought you could get rid of us, huh!?" Myain said bubbly. "You're stuck with us for good fair Prince!"
Rouge turned her head away from Legolas' confused eyes.
He was stuck with an unwanted burden... He was stuck with Myian...
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*******Now that I have gotten it across to you peoples that Legolas has lived, and is living, a miserable life, I'm starting to get Myian to convert him. Not into a optimistic ball of fluff, but into a more extrovert and open elf. He will never be relieved of all his sorrow, but he can live with it, given the propper friend.
Just as a side note before I beg you for reviews again, I orignaly was going ot kill of Myian as soon as she was damaged by Galadriel's Mirror, but people seemed to like her, so she will stay... for now... ;o)
Galadriel hasn't come into view for the last time either for all you fans out their! I accidently made a strong bond between her and Legolas, so she will appear ever so often in the Fan Fic. Either this chapter, or the Next chapter we will meet our next member of the 4 elements! Yeah!