A/N: I'm still mad about Peter. J killing my sweet little Haldir.*snarls*
anyway.um, I don't tend to make Haldir come back to life. But I do have an
idea once I'm done this story; I may "attempt" a sequel, which takes place
after TTT.r&r please (
Chapter Seven
Énya lay in her bed, the silk sheets pressed against her soft body, she rolled over. Couldn't sleep, she didn't know if it was excitement, or sadness, she didn't know what this feeling.she was feeling.was. She stood up groggily and pulled a baggy blue whool shit over her head. Her hair was down and in her face; she brushed it behind her ears and pulled on her cowhide boots.
She looked into the mirror on her wall. Her eyes were a blue-ish color, a dark grey blue. What was this suppose to tell her? She didn't know this color, this feeling. She sighed and walked out her door
She made her way down the long twisted staircase to the grasses of Lothlorien; she wrapped her arms around herself, keeping her warm from the cold eastern winds.
"Énya." a voice said, she turned around, no one, she paused, than kept on walked
"Énya Darkwood" she spun around again "Mani?" she demanded
"Tolo Énya." the voice, was inside her head, she followed it, the wind, the leaves, they were leading her somewhere. She stopped
Galadriel stood dressed in white before her. She held a long vase and was pouring water into a bowl on a large stand.
Énya stepped cautiously forward, Galadriel remained silent
"Suilad nîn sharé"
Énya again stepped cautiously forward.
Galadriel stepped back from the mirror and held her left arm forward
"Mani anirne?" (What do you want?) She asked softly
"Mani anírion ú-'arnech" (what I want you do not have) she answered
"Will you look into the mirror?" Her elvish stopped
"If you tell me what it is I will see"
"For, I do not even know, for the wised cannot tell" she said solemnly
Énya nodded and took a step forward, she leaned over. The water shimmered, than two eyes appeared, beautiful blue eyes.light and carefree, she stared in awe, she knew these eyes.the water shifted, she saw two hobbits, running, running from what looked like Uruk-hair, Merry and Pippin!, they had gotten free. She leaned closer, it went blank, and the water shimmered and became pure again
"Lle naa vanima" (you did well) Galadriel said softly
"Mani im naa?" (What did I do?)
She smiled, a distant smile, as if she knew something Énya did not
"Mani? Mani im naa?" she repeated
She pointed to the mirror "Ennas" (that place)
Énya nodded "le anirne e na ennas?" (You want me to go to that place?)
Galadriel stood motionless, her hand returned to her side "Quel esta" (rest well) she said and started walking up the stairs.
Énya sank to the ground "Im ú henio." (I do not understand) she said as she placed her head in hands and thought, she did not weep, she was deep in thought.
A/N: I know I know, short.=P r&r please =D
Chapter Seven
Énya lay in her bed, the silk sheets pressed against her soft body, she rolled over. Couldn't sleep, she didn't know if it was excitement, or sadness, she didn't know what this feeling.she was feeling.was. She stood up groggily and pulled a baggy blue whool shit over her head. Her hair was down and in her face; she brushed it behind her ears and pulled on her cowhide boots.
She looked into the mirror on her wall. Her eyes were a blue-ish color, a dark grey blue. What was this suppose to tell her? She didn't know this color, this feeling. She sighed and walked out her door
She made her way down the long twisted staircase to the grasses of Lothlorien; she wrapped her arms around herself, keeping her warm from the cold eastern winds.
"Énya." a voice said, she turned around, no one, she paused, than kept on walked
"Énya Darkwood" she spun around again "Mani?" she demanded
"Tolo Énya." the voice, was inside her head, she followed it, the wind, the leaves, they were leading her somewhere. She stopped
Galadriel stood dressed in white before her. She held a long vase and was pouring water into a bowl on a large stand.
Énya stepped cautiously forward, Galadriel remained silent
"Suilad nîn sharé"
Énya again stepped cautiously forward.
Galadriel stepped back from the mirror and held her left arm forward
"Mani anirne?" (What do you want?) She asked softly
"Mani anírion ú-'arnech" (what I want you do not have) she answered
"Will you look into the mirror?" Her elvish stopped
"If you tell me what it is I will see"
"For, I do not even know, for the wised cannot tell" she said solemnly
Énya nodded and took a step forward, she leaned over. The water shimmered, than two eyes appeared, beautiful blue eyes.light and carefree, she stared in awe, she knew these eyes.the water shifted, she saw two hobbits, running, running from what looked like Uruk-hair, Merry and Pippin!, they had gotten free. She leaned closer, it went blank, and the water shimmered and became pure again
"Lle naa vanima" (you did well) Galadriel said softly
"Mani im naa?" (What did I do?)
She smiled, a distant smile, as if she knew something Énya did not
"Mani? Mani im naa?" she repeated
She pointed to the mirror "Ennas" (that place)
Énya nodded "le anirne e na ennas?" (You want me to go to that place?)
Galadriel stood motionless, her hand returned to her side "Quel esta" (rest well) she said and started walking up the stairs.
Énya sank to the ground "Im ú henio." (I do not understand) she said as she placed her head in hands and thought, she did not weep, she was deep in thought.
A/N: I know I know, short.=P r&r please =D