Authoress: Edward Uwnhai Silverfang
E-mail: Eddie_Uwnhai@Yahoo.com
Title: Standing at the Edge
Paring: Elrohir / Legolas
Summery: What does this new info mean? Please tell me, I don't know either!!
Disclaimer: I do not own LOTR, I am merely using it for entertainment and no money is
made from this story.
Ruali means Rain. And Preynue means Loves Eternity. I'll give their meaning voice in the story somewhere.
Warning: angst, slash, character death. Not original LOTR character, but my own.
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Two weeks later a small party of elves appeared at the gates of Rivendell. A beautiful, almost ethereal elf leading the group of five, he had a mane of flowing blonde, like silk spun gold, kissed with the sun.
His eyes were that of sapphires a wonderful baby blue, with black streaks. His skin was pale and untouched it seemed to Elrohir as he watched him arrive.
"Father I know him. He looks exactly like in my dreams." Elrohir hissed worriedly.
The group dismounted their horses and the stable hands came for them. The group bowed before the Lord of Rivendell. " 'Tis an honor to be here, milord." The blonde said respectfully.
"As is an honor to have you here, Prince Legolas." Lord Elrond said. "I would like to introduce you to my family."
Elrond turned to his daughter first. "This is my lovely daughter, Arwen. My oldest son, Elladan, and my youngest, Elrohir."
As Elrond turned round to face Legolas again, he noticed that the prince was motionless. His eyes were enthralled on his youngest son, as Elrohir's were on the prince of Mirkwood.
"You must be exhausted, as well your men. I can lead you to rooms so you can relax till dinner." Elrond said.
His words were never heard. "Your from my. . ." Legolas started in a whisper.
"Dreams." Elrohir finished equally quite.
"I hurt you in it." He said.
"No, I hurt you. It was just an accident what you did." Legolas said. "I never once thought that you really existed."
"I knew that you lived, though not where, or who." Elrohir said.
"Yes, something had kept telling me to look for you, although I did not know where to begin." Legolas sighed.
" 'Tis all right now, we have found each other . . . right?"
"Yes, we have found each other."
Elrond chose that moment to clear his throat rather loudly, both elves turned to look at the elfin lord.
"Um, sorry father."
"Please excuse my misbehavior." Legolas begged.
"No 'tis perfectly alright. Come, let's get you situated." Elrond said.
Elrond turned from the party expecting them to follow him, leaving his three children behind.
"You know the prince of Mirkwood?" Arwen asked.
"No and yes." Elrohir murmured before walking away.
The young elf made his way back to his cliff spot. He looked around at the peace that surrounded him. 'Was it really just a dream? It seemed to real.' He said to himself.
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Two weeks quickly passed Ruali by; him and Preynue had exceeding fun, just being together.
But it could not last forever. . . No mater how much either of them wanted it to. Preynue was taking his tern out in the front lines.
"Please let me go with him Lord Kosha!" Ruali begged.
"What would your father say if I let you out there?" He asked. "He would have my head on a golden platter."
"I am a capable worrier!" He tried again.
"Ruali, I have done a lot for you. More than I should have done. I can not permit you to fight my peoples war."
"But. . ."
"No. Prince Ruali, I order you to go home. Or I will be forced to have you escorted there."
Ruali took a deep breath, but he did walk away. There was nothing left to do. He had to comply with Lord Kosha's command. But why was there this nagging feeling?
"Preynue, I am being ordered to leave, or I will be escorted home." Ruali said.
"Good, you could get hurt here, I would not like that."
"And I do not like being away from you for so long."
"I do not wish this any more than you do."
"I know, but its just so hard to deal with life with only a letter every month or so. I want more of you in my life." Ruali said embracing his lover.
"Ruali. . . ." Preynue started. "I love you Ruali."
"And I love you, Preynue."
"Ruali?"
"Yes?"
"Will. . ." Preynue hesitated. "Will you," He took a big gulp. "I want to bond with you." He burst out.
"You do?" Ruali said his eyes filled with joy.
"Yes. I do. What do you say?" Preynue asked.
"I say yes." The two of them shared a passionate kiss that stole both of their breaths away.
"When my love?" Preynue asked.
"The next time you are given leave from Lord Kosha. Ask him if you can travel to my home."
"That sounds wonderful love." Preynue rejoiced. "But, what if your father does not think it wise?" Preynue could not help asking.
"I would rather banishment then life with out you, my love, my heart, my soul."
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The dinner had gone well, but Elrohir had never showed up. Legolas was worried something had happened but he kept his lips firmly sealed on that subject. The Lord of Rivendell was much kinder and more generous then he had previously thought he would be.
After Legolas had eaten his fill, and excused himself, he wandered the halls, just letting himself think. Elrohir was beautiful, even more so then in his dreams. And he wondered, not for the first time that night, if the brunette had the same dreams of Preynue and Ruali.
He sighed, he would have loved to have been able to talk to Elrohir more that night, but of course, he was not around. He made his way out side to the gardens he had seen upon his arrival, and there he saw who had been haunting his dreams for who knows how long.
Elrohir was sprawled on the grass, staring up at the sky and nothing at the same time.
Legolas was enchanting, he could not believe how so. Just as if Elbereth had heard his wish to see the blonde, the tall ethereal being stood above him.
"It's good to see you again." Elrohir whispered.
"Yes it is." Legolas said, sitting down next to the brunette.
The two of them sat, thinking of what they wanted to say, but not finding the voice for the words.
Legolas finally voiced his number one question. "You have dreamed of the cliff before, but how about Preynue and Ruali?"
"Yes, I have." Elrohir said, looking the prince over.
"It is sad, their separation, and now even more so because of the orders." Legolas sighed. "Preynue was hurt, but there was naught that could be done."
"Wait, you dream it from Preynue's eyes?" Elrohir gasped as he sat up to face the blonde.
"Yes. . . You dream of Ruali?"
"Aye."
"What could that mean?" Legolas sighed running strong silken hands through his sun kissed mane.
"I have been talking with my father and Glorfindel about what the dreams could mean, and Ruali, we found out thanks to Glorfindel, really did exist. He was a prince who Glorfindel had meet once."
"Well, that just makes things even more confusing." Legolas said.
"Or it cleared a lot up." Elrohir said.
"What do you mean?"
"I know not my self." Elrohir sighed.
"Would you wish to talk to my father and Glorfindel tomorrow with me?" Elrohir asked.
Legolas thought briefly before answering, "Yes." He laid down next to Elrohir and stared up at the sky. They just stayed like that, neither wishing to leave.
But Legolas reached out and took Elrohir's hand in his and he gently cupped it as they drifted off to sleep together, for the first time in reality.
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Ruali rode hard, he didn't know why but there was a stinging pain in his heart, it burned and cried out his lover's name. He pressed his fathers horse to its limits, he had only been gone a day, and he was already rushing back as fast as the horse could run.
The trees whizzed by, cutting and snapping at the determined elf, what could be so wrong with Preynue, but it was defiantly there, he just could not tell what it was, but it frightened him beyond any belief he had ever had.
The pain grew worse, almost a stabbing, he became short on breath, gasping as the rain crashed down on his sweaty body, the lightning ringing in his eyes, just as the thunder in his ears.
He raced past the stunned camp where he had made so many sweet memories of his and Preynue's short time together, but he had to keep going. He heard metal clashing in the far distance, and he spurred his horse on farther, faster.
'Preynue,' he thought bitterly, 'what is this that disturbs me so when I'm not at your side?'
He came in sight of the battle; he saw elves dead, and the amount of orcs increasing, more and more. His horse made a kneeing wail before collapsing to the ground on Ruali.
The elf pushed and pulled hard to get free from the body of his fathers now dead horse, but he didn't care, all that mattered was getting to Preynue.
He finally freed himself, and ran into the battlefield, sword drawn and he sliced his way through the orcs; he cut one across the arm, swirled and chopped its head off. Another came to him and he whipped around, stabbing it in the chest.
He continued swinging around dodging and giving blows, killing this orcs and that crudely. Then an intense pain interred his side, he cried out. Dropping his sword. He turned and punched the bloody beast, before whipping out his twin blades from his back.
He became a deadly arc, every thing around him was dead in moments and he continued becoming part of the blood and gore surrounding his body. The crimson flow gushed around his frantic pace. Then there were no more. But the battle lust was still in his veins.
He screamed in anger, and searched every body, the living and the bodies strewn about the battlefield. He needed to find Preynue. Then. . . There he was, his beloved. He was lying on the ground, gasping, trying to find his breath.
Ruali ran over to him, "Preynue!" He shouted.
Preynue looked at his brunette lover, sadness interred his gaze. He was dieing, he knew it. But Ruali rushed to his side, gripping him in his arms, afraid that he would disappear.
"Ruali," The blonde whispered coarsely. "Leave me. I don't want you to see me like this."
"No, I'll get you to a healer." He said picking up his lover.
"I'm already dead Ruali, just leave me." He cried out at his stubborn lover.
"No, I will not lose you, I promised remember, you and me are to be bound?" Ruali whimpered silver tears cascading elegantly down his ivory cheeks.
"I can't bind myself to you if I'm dead, I'm so sorry Ruali." He cried out.
"No, we will be bound." Ruali whispered. "Right now."
"You cant, I'm dieing, cant you see that?" Preynue gasped out.
"Preynue, I swear myself to you, mind body and soul. I will never leave nor forsaken you. I'll follow you everywhere. Life and death could not separate us. I love you more than any thing." He whispered into a pointed ear.
"No, Ruali. Please no."
"Please Preynue I need this, please." Ruali's voice was horse with emotion.
"Ruali. . . I bind myself to you, mind body and soul. I will never leave you nor forsaken you. I'll follow you everywhere. Life and death could not separate us. I love you more than any thing as well." He cried through out the speech. But he could not deny his lover this last request.
Ruali and Preynue shared a finale kiss. Then the life below Ruali's form went limp, and there was a last shuddering breath, all was on stand still.
"No." He whispered. "My love, don't leave me." He begged the Valar hoping they could hear him even though over the wind none else could.
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E-mail: Eddie_Uwnhai@Yahoo.com
Title: Standing at the Edge
Paring: Elrohir / Legolas
Summery: What does this new info mean? Please tell me, I don't know either!!
Disclaimer: I do not own LOTR, I am merely using it for entertainment and no money is
made from this story.
Ruali means Rain. And Preynue means Loves Eternity. I'll give their meaning voice in the story somewhere.
Warning: angst, slash, character death. Not original LOTR character, but my own.
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Two weeks later a small party of elves appeared at the gates of Rivendell. A beautiful, almost ethereal elf leading the group of five, he had a mane of flowing blonde, like silk spun gold, kissed with the sun.
His eyes were that of sapphires a wonderful baby blue, with black streaks. His skin was pale and untouched it seemed to Elrohir as he watched him arrive.
"Father I know him. He looks exactly like in my dreams." Elrohir hissed worriedly.
The group dismounted their horses and the stable hands came for them. The group bowed before the Lord of Rivendell. " 'Tis an honor to be here, milord." The blonde said respectfully.
"As is an honor to have you here, Prince Legolas." Lord Elrond said. "I would like to introduce you to my family."
Elrond turned to his daughter first. "This is my lovely daughter, Arwen. My oldest son, Elladan, and my youngest, Elrohir."
As Elrond turned round to face Legolas again, he noticed that the prince was motionless. His eyes were enthralled on his youngest son, as Elrohir's were on the prince of Mirkwood.
"You must be exhausted, as well your men. I can lead you to rooms so you can relax till dinner." Elrond said.
His words were never heard. "Your from my. . ." Legolas started in a whisper.
"Dreams." Elrohir finished equally quite.
"I hurt you in it." He said.
"No, I hurt you. It was just an accident what you did." Legolas said. "I never once thought that you really existed."
"I knew that you lived, though not where, or who." Elrohir said.
"Yes, something had kept telling me to look for you, although I did not know where to begin." Legolas sighed.
" 'Tis all right now, we have found each other . . . right?"
"Yes, we have found each other."
Elrond chose that moment to clear his throat rather loudly, both elves turned to look at the elfin lord.
"Um, sorry father."
"Please excuse my misbehavior." Legolas begged.
"No 'tis perfectly alright. Come, let's get you situated." Elrond said.
Elrond turned from the party expecting them to follow him, leaving his three children behind.
"You know the prince of Mirkwood?" Arwen asked.
"No and yes." Elrohir murmured before walking away.
The young elf made his way back to his cliff spot. He looked around at the peace that surrounded him. 'Was it really just a dream? It seemed to real.' He said to himself.
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Two weeks quickly passed Ruali by; him and Preynue had exceeding fun, just being together.
But it could not last forever. . . No mater how much either of them wanted it to. Preynue was taking his tern out in the front lines.
"Please let me go with him Lord Kosha!" Ruali begged.
"What would your father say if I let you out there?" He asked. "He would have my head on a golden platter."
"I am a capable worrier!" He tried again.
"Ruali, I have done a lot for you. More than I should have done. I can not permit you to fight my peoples war."
"But. . ."
"No. Prince Ruali, I order you to go home. Or I will be forced to have you escorted there."
Ruali took a deep breath, but he did walk away. There was nothing left to do. He had to comply with Lord Kosha's command. But why was there this nagging feeling?
"Preynue, I am being ordered to leave, or I will be escorted home." Ruali said.
"Good, you could get hurt here, I would not like that."
"And I do not like being away from you for so long."
"I do not wish this any more than you do."
"I know, but its just so hard to deal with life with only a letter every month or so. I want more of you in my life." Ruali said embracing his lover.
"Ruali. . . ." Preynue started. "I love you Ruali."
"And I love you, Preynue."
"Ruali?"
"Yes?"
"Will. . ." Preynue hesitated. "Will you," He took a big gulp. "I want to bond with you." He burst out.
"You do?" Ruali said his eyes filled with joy.
"Yes. I do. What do you say?" Preynue asked.
"I say yes." The two of them shared a passionate kiss that stole both of their breaths away.
"When my love?" Preynue asked.
"The next time you are given leave from Lord Kosha. Ask him if you can travel to my home."
"That sounds wonderful love." Preynue rejoiced. "But, what if your father does not think it wise?" Preynue could not help asking.
"I would rather banishment then life with out you, my love, my heart, my soul."
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The dinner had gone well, but Elrohir had never showed up. Legolas was worried something had happened but he kept his lips firmly sealed on that subject. The Lord of Rivendell was much kinder and more generous then he had previously thought he would be.
After Legolas had eaten his fill, and excused himself, he wandered the halls, just letting himself think. Elrohir was beautiful, even more so then in his dreams. And he wondered, not for the first time that night, if the brunette had the same dreams of Preynue and Ruali.
He sighed, he would have loved to have been able to talk to Elrohir more that night, but of course, he was not around. He made his way out side to the gardens he had seen upon his arrival, and there he saw who had been haunting his dreams for who knows how long.
Elrohir was sprawled on the grass, staring up at the sky and nothing at the same time.
Legolas was enchanting, he could not believe how so. Just as if Elbereth had heard his wish to see the blonde, the tall ethereal being stood above him.
"It's good to see you again." Elrohir whispered.
"Yes it is." Legolas said, sitting down next to the brunette.
The two of them sat, thinking of what they wanted to say, but not finding the voice for the words.
Legolas finally voiced his number one question. "You have dreamed of the cliff before, but how about Preynue and Ruali?"
"Yes, I have." Elrohir said, looking the prince over.
"It is sad, their separation, and now even more so because of the orders." Legolas sighed. "Preynue was hurt, but there was naught that could be done."
"Wait, you dream it from Preynue's eyes?" Elrohir gasped as he sat up to face the blonde.
"Yes. . . You dream of Ruali?"
"Aye."
"What could that mean?" Legolas sighed running strong silken hands through his sun kissed mane.
"I have been talking with my father and Glorfindel about what the dreams could mean, and Ruali, we found out thanks to Glorfindel, really did exist. He was a prince who Glorfindel had meet once."
"Well, that just makes things even more confusing." Legolas said.
"Or it cleared a lot up." Elrohir said.
"What do you mean?"
"I know not my self." Elrohir sighed.
"Would you wish to talk to my father and Glorfindel tomorrow with me?" Elrohir asked.
Legolas thought briefly before answering, "Yes." He laid down next to Elrohir and stared up at the sky. They just stayed like that, neither wishing to leave.
But Legolas reached out and took Elrohir's hand in his and he gently cupped it as they drifted off to sleep together, for the first time in reality.
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Ruali rode hard, he didn't know why but there was a stinging pain in his heart, it burned and cried out his lover's name. He pressed his fathers horse to its limits, he had only been gone a day, and he was already rushing back as fast as the horse could run.
The trees whizzed by, cutting and snapping at the determined elf, what could be so wrong with Preynue, but it was defiantly there, he just could not tell what it was, but it frightened him beyond any belief he had ever had.
The pain grew worse, almost a stabbing, he became short on breath, gasping as the rain crashed down on his sweaty body, the lightning ringing in his eyes, just as the thunder in his ears.
He raced past the stunned camp where he had made so many sweet memories of his and Preynue's short time together, but he had to keep going. He heard metal clashing in the far distance, and he spurred his horse on farther, faster.
'Preynue,' he thought bitterly, 'what is this that disturbs me so when I'm not at your side?'
He came in sight of the battle; he saw elves dead, and the amount of orcs increasing, more and more. His horse made a kneeing wail before collapsing to the ground on Ruali.
The elf pushed and pulled hard to get free from the body of his fathers now dead horse, but he didn't care, all that mattered was getting to Preynue.
He finally freed himself, and ran into the battlefield, sword drawn and he sliced his way through the orcs; he cut one across the arm, swirled and chopped its head off. Another came to him and he whipped around, stabbing it in the chest.
He continued swinging around dodging and giving blows, killing this orcs and that crudely. Then an intense pain interred his side, he cried out. Dropping his sword. He turned and punched the bloody beast, before whipping out his twin blades from his back.
He became a deadly arc, every thing around him was dead in moments and he continued becoming part of the blood and gore surrounding his body. The crimson flow gushed around his frantic pace. Then there were no more. But the battle lust was still in his veins.
He screamed in anger, and searched every body, the living and the bodies strewn about the battlefield. He needed to find Preynue. Then. . . There he was, his beloved. He was lying on the ground, gasping, trying to find his breath.
Ruali ran over to him, "Preynue!" He shouted.
Preynue looked at his brunette lover, sadness interred his gaze. He was dieing, he knew it. But Ruali rushed to his side, gripping him in his arms, afraid that he would disappear.
"Ruali," The blonde whispered coarsely. "Leave me. I don't want you to see me like this."
"No, I'll get you to a healer." He said picking up his lover.
"I'm already dead Ruali, just leave me." He cried out at his stubborn lover.
"No, I will not lose you, I promised remember, you and me are to be bound?" Ruali whimpered silver tears cascading elegantly down his ivory cheeks.
"I can't bind myself to you if I'm dead, I'm so sorry Ruali." He cried out.
"No, we will be bound." Ruali whispered. "Right now."
"You cant, I'm dieing, cant you see that?" Preynue gasped out.
"Preynue, I swear myself to you, mind body and soul. I will never leave nor forsaken you. I'll follow you everywhere. Life and death could not separate us. I love you more than any thing." He whispered into a pointed ear.
"No, Ruali. Please no."
"Please Preynue I need this, please." Ruali's voice was horse with emotion.
"Ruali. . . I bind myself to you, mind body and soul. I will never leave you nor forsaken you. I'll follow you everywhere. Life and death could not separate us. I love you more than any thing as well." He cried through out the speech. But he could not deny his lover this last request.
Ruali and Preynue shared a finale kiss. Then the life below Ruali's form went limp, and there was a last shuddering breath, all was on stand still.
"No." He whispered. "My love, don't leave me." He begged the Valar hoping they could hear him even though over the wind none else could.
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