Authoress: Edward Uwnhai Silverfang

E-mail: Eddie_Uwnhai@Yahoo.com

Title: Standing at the Edge

Paring: Elrohir / Legolas

Summery: Is Elrohir really reborn? Or are these dreams just regressed memories from this lifetime? And why does Elrohir's heart hurt so?

Disclaimer: I do not own LOTR, I am merely using it for entertainment and no money is made from this story.

Warning: Just angst, nothing BIG yet! But I'll get there.

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Elrohir woke at night, his heart hurt. He did not know why. He stood and dressed, before running down the hall. Finding his father's door, he knocked loudly.



"Father! Father!" He cried.



Elrond sleepily opened the door. "What is it Elrohir?" He asked. Lost sleep forgotten.



"My heart. It hurts!" He pleaded. "Help me daddy. Make the pain go away!"



"Come in, sit down." He directed. Watching Elrohir clutch his at his breasts.



"Father." He cried, tears streaming down porcelain cheeks.



"Shh, calm down, calm down. Tell me, when did this start?" Elrond asked.



"I know not. I woke up with it."



"You woke up with the pain?"



"Aye."



"Tell me, did you have a dream?"



"Aye." His beauteous eyes sparkled sadly.



"What was this dream about?"



"My angel." He replied.



"What happened with your angel, Elrohir?"



"He flew away again." Came the all to innocent reply.



"He flew away? Define this for me?"



"He returned. We spent the night together. He was joking with me, and then when the sun rose he dove off the cliff again. Flying into the light where he came from."



"He flew from the cliff you go to every day?" Elrond inquired.



"Aye."





"Elrohir, do not lie to me. But did this happen in real life? Did your angel fly away in real life? Not just in your dreams?"





"I know not. The difference confuses me."





"What?" Elrond asked flabbergasted.



"I do not know the difference any more father. The dreams are too vivid to be fantasy. They are more like bad memories." Elrohir explained.





"Elrohir." He sighed. "All this sounded like you are fading."



"Fading, but father how could I fade, I know not any reason I should!" Elrohir exclaimed.



"Up until you told me this last bit of information. It sounds like you. You were reborn. Elrohir are these dream's that vivid? Could you be the reborn child of another?"

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Laughing heartily, a blonde fell to his knees. "You are hilarious Ruali!" He screamed.



"You're the one losing all since of mind Preynue!" Ruali said staring at his blonde friend.



"By Eru, what would my life be with out you!" Preynue howled in hysterics.



Twining a bit of brown hair thoughtfully, Ruali sat, waiting for his friend to come to some semblance of mind.



"Your beautiful." Ruali whispered.



"Me? I'm just a fool." Preynue said, still giggling.



"Nay, you are more." Ruali countered





"Yes, I am." Preynue said thoughtfully, becoming serious. " A fool in love!" He screamed in laughter again.



"Elbereth, come back to me my love. It wasn't that funny." Ruali complained, losing his calm facade to the disease of joy.



"Come here Ruali." Preynue whispered, face calm for once.



Ruali stood and walked over to his fallen friend. "Ruali, I'm sorry."



"Huh? What are you sorry about?" Ruali asked in confusion.



"I. I wanted to tell you sooner, but I didn't want this peace to end. Ever. But I have been called away. My people wish me to return. There is war brewing and they need every one." Preynue explained.



"What? No. Please no." Ruali begged. "I can not bare to live with out you!"



"Nor I with out you, my love." He whispered kissing Ruali on the lips gently.



"I will return, we shall joke again, play again, and yes, even love again." Preynue whispered into a pointed ear.



"Then for tonight you will love me. Claim me as your own, Preynue. Claim me and let all know I am yours! If it is only for tonight, I will live an eternity remembering it. Waiting for your return to my arms." Ruali whispered back.



The lover's kissed, entwining their arms together, lips, and legs. They wanted, nay, needed the touch, lived off of, and for this one touch, that only the other could provide the lovers.



"Preynue!" Tears rolled down his cheeks. "I will see you again. Do not die on me, for I would wither away with out you."



"And I with out you, my love. My sweet Ruali."



The two closed their eyes, falling into restless dreams, bodies still together. One promise was made that night. I will never forget you, nor abandon you. They had whispered it at the height of their passion.



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Elrohir woke with a start. 'What was that?' He asked himself.



Elrohir pulled his knees to his chest, and laid his head on top. He gently rocked back and forth. Slowly contemplating the dream in his mind's eye.



"Elrohir? Are you awake my son?" Elrond asked coming into the room.



"Yes father." Elrohir replied.



"Are you all right?" Elrond asked.



"I just had a strange dream. T'is all." He said, offering his father a seat on his spacious bed.



"What kind of dream my son?"



"It was wonderfully romantic, and sad at the same time." He started.



"Yes? Continue." Elrond ushered.



"There were two people, one of them, Preynue, could not stop laughing. Though I do not know why." He explained the entire dream to his father's eager ears.





Elrond thought silently to himself for a nice while, where as Elrohir squirmed about, waiting for a reply from his father.



"I do not know what to say." His father finely said.



"But I do know that you should try to sleep some more." Elrond said.



"Father?"



"Yes?"



"Can I see if Elladan will let me sleep with him?" Elrohir asked.



"Yes." Elrond answered. "Yes, you can."



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"Elladan? Elladan can I come in?" Elrohir asked the quite room, which was only interrupted by the sounds of peaceful breathing.



"Elrohir? Is that you Elrohir?" Elladan asked, waking up at his brothers voice.



"Yes brother. It is I." Elrohir answered.



"Elrohir what in the name of Arda, are you doing here so late?" Elladan asked sitting up.



"I had a dream, I wanted to sleep with you. Please Elladan?" Elrohir pleaded.



"Of course, come here." Elladan instructed. He pulled the blankets up and allowed his brother access to the bed.



Elrohir cuddled up to his brother, wrapping his lithe hands about his mid section. "Thank you Elladan." He whispered before falling asleep again.

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