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Title: Storm
Summery: Estel goes out in the woods with his brothers and they get caught in a storm before they are able to return. When Estel begins to fall ill, his brothers step in and try to help.
Estel is about 8 years old.
Author's Note: This is my first fanfic ever so please review and try not to be too harsh. Any constructive criticism will be greatly appreciated and I will only continue to post if you guys think it's worth reading. Thanks so much.
Another Note: Thanks to the great suggestions, I have made corrections for breaks, thoughts, and some grammatical mistakes.
'means someone's thoughts'
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Estel was kneeling on the ground, staring at a patch of dirt and grass. He saw that a few of the blades were bent at odd angles and tried to remember what his brothers had taught him about tracking.
It was a cool clear day and his brothers had taken him out into the forest to work on his tracking skills. He had left them behind at the clearing when he had caught sight of the rabbit. With his small bow over his shoulder, Estel had taken off after the creature.
'Hah! Now I remember, it must have gone this way!' Estel thought as he sprang up and began to crawl through the bushes on his right. He was almost completely under the bushes when two things happened. The first was that he saw the rabbit dart out through a hole in the opposite end of the undergrowth and the second was that he realized that he was stuck. Of course it hadn't occurred to him at the time to see that the rabbit had disappeared under a tangle of thorn bushes and now he regretted being so careless. 'Stupid Rabbit!'
Estel began to try and wiggle backwards, but only succeeded in making himself even more entangled in the sharp thorns. The plant had bit into both his cloths and his body in so many places that he could barely move. 'When Elladan and Elrohir find me I am sure they will be highly amused. If only I had caught that stupid rabbit!' Estel settled down and waited for the inevitable rescue and torment from his brothers.
"Estel ! Estel where are you?" Elladan called. They had only turned their backs for a minute and now their little brother had run off. He and Elrohir and split up and were searching for the eight year old, hoping to find him before he got into trouble.
Estel heard a chuckle and he realized that he had been found. "Elladan, come here. I have found him and you must see this!" Elrohir cried to his twin.
"It seems we are too late, brother," Elrohir said to his brother as he arrived, " for it appears Estel has been eaten by a bush!"
At this the twins broke out in laughter. "Hey! Stop that and get me out of here. I'm stuck.' Estel yelled out through the bush.
"May I inquire as to how you became stuck, my dear little brother?" Elladan replied in a voice drenched with sarcasm. Estel could hear Elrohir unsuccessfully attempting to stifle another round of laughter.
"Please. I'm serious, I can't move. And if you must know, I was tracking a rabbit." came the reply from the shrubs. At that both elves broke out in hysterics.
"Oh, alright. I guess we should help him." Elladan said.
"Aye, but how I do wish both Ada and Legolas could see this." Elrohir said with mock wistfulness in his voice.
Elladan knelt down next to the pair of boots sticking out of the shrubs and bent down to see if he could see how tangled his little brother was. "Well. we could attempt to simply pull him out, but he seems to be rather stuck." Elladan mused.
"We might as well try." Elrohir responded, " It looks as if a storm is approaching and we have a long trek back."
'Oh great' Estel thought 'I bet this is going to feel just wonderful.' He sighed and mentally prepared himself to be ripped from the teeth of the thorn bush.
"Ok, Estel we will attempt to make this as quick as possible, but I fear that it still shall not be pleasant." Elrohir said to the bush.
"Just get it over with." Estel responded. He had a feeling that it would take him a long time to live this down. He felt his brothers each take one of his legs with their strong hands.
"Er, atta, nelde sin! (One, Two Three, Now)" Elladan said. And with that the twins pulled as hard as they could on Estel's legs. Estel unsuccessfully tried to hold in a cry of pain as his body was ripped from the thorns. He felt both his cloths and flesh tear as he was yanked free.
"Are you all right?" Elladan asked Estel. From his position on the ground Estel sent up an undignified grunt and pushed himself up onto his knees. Estel was a mess. He was covered in dirt and bits of leaves and branches, his cloths were ripped, and there were uncountable trickles of blood coming from the numerous scratches and cuts the thorns had caused. He looked up at his brothers and nodded his head slightly. Elrohir glanced up at the sky and concern flashed through his eyes. The clouds overhead were black and menacing.
"I think we should be going soon." he said, "It appears that the storm will not wait much longer and it is getting late. Ada will not be happy that we are out during a storm."
"Come on Estel." Elladan said as he helped him to his feet. "You know, you are a mess."
"Ha, Ha. You're real funny, toron. Maybe you should become a clown." Estel replied with a wicked smile. Just as Elladan was about to make a comeback it started to rain. Great Estel thought I don't even have my cloak with me. He shivered and Elrohir put his arm around his shoulders.
"Let us go Estel. We have a long way to go and Ada will be worried."
The twins' eyes met and they shared the same unspoken thought. It was getting cold and humans had a tendency to become ill in weather like this. They both looked at Estel as he shivered again. The intensity of the rain was increasing and they had no idea how long it would take to get back to the palace.
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Title: Storm
Summery: Estel goes out in the woods with his brothers and they get caught in a storm before they are able to return. When Estel begins to fall ill, his brothers step in and try to help.
Estel is about 8 years old.
Author's Note: This is my first fanfic ever so please review and try not to be too harsh. Any constructive criticism will be greatly appreciated and I will only continue to post if you guys think it's worth reading. Thanks so much.
Another Note: Thanks to the great suggestions, I have made corrections for breaks, thoughts, and some grammatical mistakes.
'means someone's thoughts'
***
Estel was kneeling on the ground, staring at a patch of dirt and grass. He saw that a few of the blades were bent at odd angles and tried to remember what his brothers had taught him about tracking.
It was a cool clear day and his brothers had taken him out into the forest to work on his tracking skills. He had left them behind at the clearing when he had caught sight of the rabbit. With his small bow over his shoulder, Estel had taken off after the creature.
'Hah! Now I remember, it must have gone this way!' Estel thought as he sprang up and began to crawl through the bushes on his right. He was almost completely under the bushes when two things happened. The first was that he saw the rabbit dart out through a hole in the opposite end of the undergrowth and the second was that he realized that he was stuck. Of course it hadn't occurred to him at the time to see that the rabbit had disappeared under a tangle of thorn bushes and now he regretted being so careless. 'Stupid Rabbit!'
Estel began to try and wiggle backwards, but only succeeded in making himself even more entangled in the sharp thorns. The plant had bit into both his cloths and his body in so many places that he could barely move. 'When Elladan and Elrohir find me I am sure they will be highly amused. If only I had caught that stupid rabbit!' Estel settled down and waited for the inevitable rescue and torment from his brothers.
"Estel ! Estel where are you?" Elladan called. They had only turned their backs for a minute and now their little brother had run off. He and Elrohir and split up and were searching for the eight year old, hoping to find him before he got into trouble.
Estel heard a chuckle and he realized that he had been found. "Elladan, come here. I have found him and you must see this!" Elrohir cried to his twin.
"It seems we are too late, brother," Elrohir said to his brother as he arrived, " for it appears Estel has been eaten by a bush!"
At this the twins broke out in laughter. "Hey! Stop that and get me out of here. I'm stuck.' Estel yelled out through the bush.
"May I inquire as to how you became stuck, my dear little brother?" Elladan replied in a voice drenched with sarcasm. Estel could hear Elrohir unsuccessfully attempting to stifle another round of laughter.
"Please. I'm serious, I can't move. And if you must know, I was tracking a rabbit." came the reply from the shrubs. At that both elves broke out in hysterics.
"Oh, alright. I guess we should help him." Elladan said.
"Aye, but how I do wish both Ada and Legolas could see this." Elrohir said with mock wistfulness in his voice.
Elladan knelt down next to the pair of boots sticking out of the shrubs and bent down to see if he could see how tangled his little brother was. "Well. we could attempt to simply pull him out, but he seems to be rather stuck." Elladan mused.
"We might as well try." Elrohir responded, " It looks as if a storm is approaching and we have a long trek back."
'Oh great' Estel thought 'I bet this is going to feel just wonderful.' He sighed and mentally prepared himself to be ripped from the teeth of the thorn bush.
"Ok, Estel we will attempt to make this as quick as possible, but I fear that it still shall not be pleasant." Elrohir said to the bush.
"Just get it over with." Estel responded. He had a feeling that it would take him a long time to live this down. He felt his brothers each take one of his legs with their strong hands.
"Er, atta, nelde sin! (One, Two Three, Now)" Elladan said. And with that the twins pulled as hard as they could on Estel's legs. Estel unsuccessfully tried to hold in a cry of pain as his body was ripped from the thorns. He felt both his cloths and flesh tear as he was yanked free.
"Are you all right?" Elladan asked Estel. From his position on the ground Estel sent up an undignified grunt and pushed himself up onto his knees. Estel was a mess. He was covered in dirt and bits of leaves and branches, his cloths were ripped, and there were uncountable trickles of blood coming from the numerous scratches and cuts the thorns had caused. He looked up at his brothers and nodded his head slightly. Elrohir glanced up at the sky and concern flashed through his eyes. The clouds overhead were black and menacing.
"I think we should be going soon." he said, "It appears that the storm will not wait much longer and it is getting late. Ada will not be happy that we are out during a storm."
"Come on Estel." Elladan said as he helped him to his feet. "You know, you are a mess."
"Ha, Ha. You're real funny, toron. Maybe you should become a clown." Estel replied with a wicked smile. Just as Elladan was about to make a comeback it started to rain. Great Estel thought I don't even have my cloak with me. He shivered and Elrohir put his arm around his shoulders.
"Let us go Estel. We have a long way to go and Ada will be worried."
The twins' eyes met and they shared the same unspoken thought. It was getting cold and humans had a tendency to become ill in weather like this. They both looked at Estel as he shivered again. The intensity of the rain was increasing and they had no idea how long it would take to get back to the palace.
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