Disclaimer: All the unknown characters are mine! Legolas isn't! I wish!
In all early chapters only Elvish is spoken unless noted. Elvish speech is
in ' '. Common speech in " ". In future chapters slash, rape and possible
torture etc.
Shadows of the past
Chapter 1 - Unnoticed Departures?
Legolas looked back at the forest. He knew that it would be a long time until he returned to his home. As a child he rarely left the borders of Mirkwood, usually only to visit Lord Elrond and his sons Elladan, Elrohir and of course Arwen in Rivendell.
It was only recently he had been travelling greater distances far from home. His father understood why Legolas was always away from home. King Thranduil always was there for his sons, whenever they were at need.
Legolas' departure this time was supposedly to make alliance between the Haradrim: the people of Harad (South of Gondor) with the North (King Elessar's kingdom).
Thranduil decided not to question his son's reasons for concerning himself in matters of a far off land. Not to mention the fact that the Haradrim were known as cruel and pitiless men. But Thranduil knew that it had something to do with his son's fondness for Elessar. Which he sensed was one of his son's weaknesses.
Thranduil only said when Legolas came for approval 'Go to Rivendell for the guidance of Lord Elrond. For I do not know what guidance to give you in this matter my son, but Elrond will know exactly what to do.' Legolas agreed and here he stood at the edge of his home musing. 'I wonder if I shall return to see these great woods again?' He quietly whispered to himself.
He looked lovingly at his home, reluctant to depart. He felt a part of him saying that he would not return, which pained him.
'To Rivendell I must go just to please my father, but I would go without his leave if I had to' Legolas thought silently.
He respected his father, he was caring and loving, but he would of liked to have seen his mother more. But it was not possible, for his mother had become grieved of the sadness of the world and so she sailed west to the Havens, as it was the only cure, along with Celebrian, Elrond's wife. When Legolas was but in his youth.
One of the main reasons for Legolas showing an interest to this quest was that Legolas was missing his dear friend the Dunadan, and he would be doing him a favour in this mission. Also Legolas was beginning to feel restless once again. The last time that happened Legolas found himself embarking on a mission, which would be the greatest in his life. The war of the Ring.
From Rivendell, Legolas planned to travel to Gondor to gain approval of the King before travelling into the map-less lands of Harad where the stars are strange, in search of the leader of the Haradrim. If they had one.
It had felt like an age since the fellowship parted and went its separate ways. The war of the Ring now was becoming a distant memory. But in Legolas' heart he could remember every moment of it.
Legolas turned and continued to walk west towards the Misty Mountains, which then would lead him to the valley of Rivendell.
Legolas' heart felt sad and heavy for he knew that the world he had grown so well to know was changing. Soon the race of man would be dominant and the firstborn would diminish west to the Havens.
He was grieved for he knew that the great rings of power, which sustained the Elven environment, had lost their power during the destruction of the one ring. Soon Elrond, Galadriel, Gandalf, Frodo and many Elven folk would be leaving for the Havens.
He too will have to leave before the last ship sailed, and Cirdan the shipwright, true keeper of Narya, the Ring of fire, left the Gulf of Llun. Legolas knew that it would be his turn, if he chose to, to leave to go to the Grey Havens. But not yet. It was not his time he felt, although the sea beckoned him and he had the desire to see his mother. There was something left for Legolas to do, but he was not sure what.
He silently walked through the tall grass of spring, the sweet smell of honey and spices filled the air from the flowers and pollen of plants. When from behind he heard footsteps. Without any question Legolas grabbed for his bow, which hung loosely at his side, he swiftly reached for an arrow from his quiver, notched his arrow in a single movement and turned.
There inches away from Legolas' arrowhead stood a rather startled Elf. His long golden hair was about his shoulders, his silver blue eyes shone in the light as he looked directly at Legolas. His soft pale skin showing his youthfulness.
'I would appreciate it Khimar if you did not sneak up on me so.' Legolas let down his bow and placed the arrow back in his quiver.
To be continued.
Shadows of the past
Chapter 1 - Unnoticed Departures?
Legolas looked back at the forest. He knew that it would be a long time until he returned to his home. As a child he rarely left the borders of Mirkwood, usually only to visit Lord Elrond and his sons Elladan, Elrohir and of course Arwen in Rivendell.
It was only recently he had been travelling greater distances far from home. His father understood why Legolas was always away from home. King Thranduil always was there for his sons, whenever they were at need.
Legolas' departure this time was supposedly to make alliance between the Haradrim: the people of Harad (South of Gondor) with the North (King Elessar's kingdom).
Thranduil decided not to question his son's reasons for concerning himself in matters of a far off land. Not to mention the fact that the Haradrim were known as cruel and pitiless men. But Thranduil knew that it had something to do with his son's fondness for Elessar. Which he sensed was one of his son's weaknesses.
Thranduil only said when Legolas came for approval 'Go to Rivendell for the guidance of Lord Elrond. For I do not know what guidance to give you in this matter my son, but Elrond will know exactly what to do.' Legolas agreed and here he stood at the edge of his home musing. 'I wonder if I shall return to see these great woods again?' He quietly whispered to himself.
He looked lovingly at his home, reluctant to depart. He felt a part of him saying that he would not return, which pained him.
'To Rivendell I must go just to please my father, but I would go without his leave if I had to' Legolas thought silently.
He respected his father, he was caring and loving, but he would of liked to have seen his mother more. But it was not possible, for his mother had become grieved of the sadness of the world and so she sailed west to the Havens, as it was the only cure, along with Celebrian, Elrond's wife. When Legolas was but in his youth.
One of the main reasons for Legolas showing an interest to this quest was that Legolas was missing his dear friend the Dunadan, and he would be doing him a favour in this mission. Also Legolas was beginning to feel restless once again. The last time that happened Legolas found himself embarking on a mission, which would be the greatest in his life. The war of the Ring.
From Rivendell, Legolas planned to travel to Gondor to gain approval of the King before travelling into the map-less lands of Harad where the stars are strange, in search of the leader of the Haradrim. If they had one.
It had felt like an age since the fellowship parted and went its separate ways. The war of the Ring now was becoming a distant memory. But in Legolas' heart he could remember every moment of it.
Legolas turned and continued to walk west towards the Misty Mountains, which then would lead him to the valley of Rivendell.
Legolas' heart felt sad and heavy for he knew that the world he had grown so well to know was changing. Soon the race of man would be dominant and the firstborn would diminish west to the Havens.
He was grieved for he knew that the great rings of power, which sustained the Elven environment, had lost their power during the destruction of the one ring. Soon Elrond, Galadriel, Gandalf, Frodo and many Elven folk would be leaving for the Havens.
He too will have to leave before the last ship sailed, and Cirdan the shipwright, true keeper of Narya, the Ring of fire, left the Gulf of Llun. Legolas knew that it would be his turn, if he chose to, to leave to go to the Grey Havens. But not yet. It was not his time he felt, although the sea beckoned him and he had the desire to see his mother. There was something left for Legolas to do, but he was not sure what.
He silently walked through the tall grass of spring, the sweet smell of honey and spices filled the air from the flowers and pollen of plants. When from behind he heard footsteps. Without any question Legolas grabbed for his bow, which hung loosely at his side, he swiftly reached for an arrow from his quiver, notched his arrow in a single movement and turned.
There inches away from Legolas' arrowhead stood a rather startled Elf. His long golden hair was about his shoulders, his silver blue eyes shone in the light as he looked directly at Legolas. His soft pale skin showing his youthfulness.
'I would appreciate it Khimar if you did not sneak up on me so.' Legolas let down his bow and placed the arrow back in his quiver.
To be continued.