author: Jetty
title: The Missing Girl
Chapter Eight: The Council of Elrond(part two)
letter from the author:
it has been brought to my attention that Feanaro is a recycled elven name and apparently an important one, so i appologize. Er- I'm only part-way through Fellowship of the ring so I have no idea about the whole name thing. Again, sorry.
-jetty
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"Also with you shall travel eight representatives. Although they may stray unto other paths along the way, they will go with you as far as they may. But who besides Samwise would be daring enough?" Elrond gazed around the circle at each of the men (and in Feanaro and Nendili's cases women) that stood on the porch.
(AN: I don't remember in which order these go but i tried...)
"He shall then have my wisdom, as much as he needs." Gandalf said and stood next to Frodo.
"And my sword." Aragorn came and stood behind him.
"And my Bow." Legolas left Nendili's side to stand next to the Hobbit.
"And my Axe." the iffy sounding Gimli said, trotting over next to them.
"And my knoweledge of the lands east of here." Boromir said.
After a moment of silence Elrond spoke again:
"Alas! This is but five... Who else would go?" he was suddenly stricken with a slight smile. He bent over into the bush surrounding the meeting area and hoisted from it...
"Took! Merry! So Delighted you decided to join us!" he said cheerily. The hobbits' eyes were wide as saucers. "You then, are volunteering to have a go at this journey?" he asked smiling.
"You would let us?" Pippin asked.
"I would."
"We would very much enjoy being allowed!"Merry said scrambling up onto his feet.
"Then this completes the group. Many blessings unto you weary travelers! Your journey starts soon. Now, on to the long-awaited meal." and with that the meeting was over. Legolas escaped from the group and grabbed Nendili by the wrists softly, yet forcefully.
"I must speak with you on urgent matters." though her stomach strongly protested she followed him through the main house and into his bedroom. He sat her down on the bed and then locked the door. She didn't know what he wanted to talk about but she was sure it wasn't what it looked like. She then chuckled out loud. He turned to see the cause of her amusement and when he found it he too laughed.
"I'm afraid that what I have to talk to you about is not a laughing matter... Do you know of what Prophecy Elrond spoke?"
"I fear I do not know of any prophecies Legolas..." she looked at him, confusion written on her face.
"This Prophecy of which he speaks is one that I too have heard. I have heard it since I was young. And I would like to tell it to you..." he didn't wait for a response, he just started to depict the tale.
"Long ago a Wizard by the name of Godric had a vision of the future. He saw terrible destructions and Fiery torment. He saw it's cause to be a ring of great power, and the ring's carrier to be of great honor and courage. He recorded the appiration on a series of four scrolls that are now in the hands of the elves. All except one, the fourth... But in the third he mentions Four figures of light. At first he says there were four, but one by one they disappeared. And after the fourth disappeared, a great darkness swallowed all of Middle Earth, and torment reigned. That is the last line of the scroll, and that is all of the knowledge we have." Nendili thought about all of this for a moment before asking;
"And-Who has the fourth?"
"Sauron." Legolas sat down next to Nendili, and without realizing it took her small hand in his.
Enjoying the contact, Nendili didn't move to remove it.
"But, Legolas what has this to do with me?" she asked.
"We think... That you, Feanaro, Calaquendi, and Helca... May be the four lights,or talents as we call them. And in that case you must go with us on this treturous journey. Whether I-er, any of us wish it to be so or not." he caught himself in the middle of the statement. Nendili looked up at him. Legolas was looking down at there interlinked hands with a curious glint in his eyes. He looked back up at her finally and smiled kindly, standing.
"We should go to dinner now." she stood, not breaking the link and smiled at him.
"I'm famished."
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HEY HEY HEY! short, but that's because im working over time on the next few chapters which i promise are more exciting.
thanks to all my R/R peeps and such. Thank you so much for the feedback, it really helps!
-Jetty
title: The Missing Girl
Chapter Eight: The Council of Elrond(part two)
letter from the author:
it has been brought to my attention that Feanaro is a recycled elven name and apparently an important one, so i appologize. Er- I'm only part-way through Fellowship of the ring so I have no idea about the whole name thing. Again, sorry.
-jetty
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"Also with you shall travel eight representatives. Although they may stray unto other paths along the way, they will go with you as far as they may. But who besides Samwise would be daring enough?" Elrond gazed around the circle at each of the men (and in Feanaro and Nendili's cases women) that stood on the porch.
(AN: I don't remember in which order these go but i tried...)
"He shall then have my wisdom, as much as he needs." Gandalf said and stood next to Frodo.
"And my sword." Aragorn came and stood behind him.
"And my Bow." Legolas left Nendili's side to stand next to the Hobbit.
"And my Axe." the iffy sounding Gimli said, trotting over next to them.
"And my knoweledge of the lands east of here." Boromir said.
After a moment of silence Elrond spoke again:
"Alas! This is but five... Who else would go?" he was suddenly stricken with a slight smile. He bent over into the bush surrounding the meeting area and hoisted from it...
"Took! Merry! So Delighted you decided to join us!" he said cheerily. The hobbits' eyes were wide as saucers. "You then, are volunteering to have a go at this journey?" he asked smiling.
"You would let us?" Pippin asked.
"I would."
"We would very much enjoy being allowed!"Merry said scrambling up onto his feet.
"Then this completes the group. Many blessings unto you weary travelers! Your journey starts soon. Now, on to the long-awaited meal." and with that the meeting was over. Legolas escaped from the group and grabbed Nendili by the wrists softly, yet forcefully.
"I must speak with you on urgent matters." though her stomach strongly protested she followed him through the main house and into his bedroom. He sat her down on the bed and then locked the door. She didn't know what he wanted to talk about but she was sure it wasn't what it looked like. She then chuckled out loud. He turned to see the cause of her amusement and when he found it he too laughed.
"I'm afraid that what I have to talk to you about is not a laughing matter... Do you know of what Prophecy Elrond spoke?"
"I fear I do not know of any prophecies Legolas..." she looked at him, confusion written on her face.
"This Prophecy of which he speaks is one that I too have heard. I have heard it since I was young. And I would like to tell it to you..." he didn't wait for a response, he just started to depict the tale.
"Long ago a Wizard by the name of Godric had a vision of the future. He saw terrible destructions and Fiery torment. He saw it's cause to be a ring of great power, and the ring's carrier to be of great honor and courage. He recorded the appiration on a series of four scrolls that are now in the hands of the elves. All except one, the fourth... But in the third he mentions Four figures of light. At first he says there were four, but one by one they disappeared. And after the fourth disappeared, a great darkness swallowed all of Middle Earth, and torment reigned. That is the last line of the scroll, and that is all of the knowledge we have." Nendili thought about all of this for a moment before asking;
"And-Who has the fourth?"
"Sauron." Legolas sat down next to Nendili, and without realizing it took her small hand in his.
Enjoying the contact, Nendili didn't move to remove it.
"But, Legolas what has this to do with me?" she asked.
"We think... That you, Feanaro, Calaquendi, and Helca... May be the four lights,or talents as we call them. And in that case you must go with us on this treturous journey. Whether I-er, any of us wish it to be so or not." he caught himself in the middle of the statement. Nendili looked up at him. Legolas was looking down at there interlinked hands with a curious glint in his eyes. He looked back up at her finally and smiled kindly, standing.
"We should go to dinner now." she stood, not breaking the link and smiled at him.
"I'm famished."
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HEY HEY HEY! short, but that's because im working over time on the next few chapters which i promise are more exciting.
thanks to all my R/R peeps and such. Thank you so much for the feedback, it really helps!
-Jetty