This is my first fan-fic, so if it totally sucks, or is really boring then
i'm sorry! but your feedback will be greatly appreciated no matter what you
say. (as long as you're not too harsh!)
Disclaimer: I dont own any of these characters, except for lessien and Ireth. i'm just borrowing the rest. the idea for the night elves came from war craft 3, but they are not exactly like the ones from the game. please dont sue me!
When you see this 'enter text here' that is legolas thinking. the story is somewhat taking place as legolas sees it and thinks it. if the story totally sucks i'm sorry, but i was just getting an idea out there. if it does suck please tell me and i wont write anymore fanfics. :)
Inwe
Pairing: Legolas/Lessien rating: pg based mostly from book, but might have some movie points too!
The sun will set on the Night Elves ch.1
The sun was setting and still there was no sign of Lothlorien. Had they strayed off course? Of course not, Aragorn was an expert in the woodland arts. But still, he was very distraught over the recent loss of Gandalf, and Boromir had not stopped insisting that they go around the golden woods of Lothlorien. Had Aragorn gone around unconsiously, hoping that Boromir would notice there direction shift and be silent? If that was Aragorn's intention, then it was useless, because Boromir was still going on and on about "the dreaded lady of the wood." As much as Legolas wanted to interupt his stories, he didn't, for fear of causing a fight, and he didn't think that anyone needed that. For Legolas knew that Lady Galadriel was not dreaded, nor was she any danger to those that were pure of heart. Then his thoughts were interrupted by the voice of Frodo.
"How do you know these things about Lothlorien, Boromir? Have you seen it with your own eyes?"
"No, not with my own eyes", replied Boromir.
"Then how do you know these tales to be true?", said a voice that had been unheard since they left Moria.
"Because, Legolas, the people of Gondor do not make up tales."
"I've never been to Lothlorien, but it is said that the elves of Lorien are much like the elves of Rivendell, only they are much more fair to look upon. Why would a people so fair be such a threat to the men of Gondor? Is it perhaps, because they are so fair?", said Legolas with a very self assured smirk.
"Are you trying to imply something with that remark?", said Boromir stopping and looking at Legolas, as if to challenge him.
"I imply nothing, you take what you will from my comment Boromir. If you hold something against the elves, it is your own conscience that implies it, not I."
To this Boromir said nothing, for he knew that he didn't have anything against the elves, but something grew on his conscience. What it was, he could not tell. Aragorn remained silent through the whole debate because he didn't want them to think he was going to take anyone's side in such an argument. He knew, though, that the fellowship would part very soon, he only hoped it wouldn't be because they turned on each other.
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Morning came without anymore of Boromir's tales. 'I no longer trust Boromir, for as valiant and honorable as he is, there is something that grows on him', thought Legolas. He wished to speak to Aragorn about this matter while they were still resting, but he did not want to risk Boromir hearing him. He did, however, want to speak with him about their direction.
"Aragorn. I wish to speak to you about something."
"Yes my friend, what is it?" answered Aragorn.
"I am somewhat concerned of our direction. We should have reached Loth-"
Suddenly Legolas was interrupted by what he thought to be footsteps, for what it was, was a mystery to even Legolas.
"What is it my friend?"
Just then Aragorn heard them: footsteps. "Quickly, everyone hide." he announced in a low voice, so as not to attract attention.
The hobbits hid in some near by shrubbery and Gimli,Boromir, and Aragorn hid in the thicket. Legolas lept up and hid in a nearby treetop. They sat for what seemed like an eternity, and saw nothing. Legolas heard the mumblings of a language he did not understand, but didn't think it sounded like orcish. For the language was not harsh and ugly, but somewhat soft and delicate.
After an hour or so, the beings finally wandered through where their camp had been. As they walked through the woods, Legolas could do nothing but stare. As they walked through he could see that they were Night Elves. He thought them just a legend among the peoples of Middle-Earth.
As Aragorn was admiring the wonders that walked before him, he heard a branch snap, and the two elves that walked there snapped thier heads in the direction of the noise. He realized that Sam had, for some reason, stumbled and broken a branch: they were discovered. Frodo hoped that the night elves were friendly, and wouldn't slay them at first sight.
The taller of the two elves walked over to the hobbits, and said something that was unfamiliar to their ears. Frodo noticed that the two elves were she-elves, and appeared to be sentinels or warriors of some kind. Though he knew that she-elves were allowed to do what they pleased, he was surprised to see beings with such beauty and grace hold such weapons.
The shorter elf interrupted Frodo's thought, but this time she spoke the common speach.
"Well, how is that folk so small have gotten through this perilous land with only a short sword at there side."
They said nothing, but admired the elves. The first one was very tall, and had black hair that went to the bottom of her waist. She wore a black cloak held together by a brooch shaped like a cresent moon. Her garb showed much more skin than the hobbits were used to seeing; it made them blush. She wore a top that showed her stomach and most of her chest, save her breasts. Her pants were tight, and made of some fabric unfamiliar to Frodo. Her clothes were black, except her top was a deep purple. She carried at her side a long sword, and a dagger. On her back was a quiver made of dark wood, and in her hand was a long bow made of the same material.When she looked at the hobbits her violet eyes shined as if to show her wonder.
The second elf was a little shorter, but was no less beautiful. Her hair was black also, but it only hanged just past her shoulder blades. She wore the same cloak and pants, but her top wasn't purple, but a deep green. At her side was a short axe, and long dagger. On her back she wore the same quiver and bow. Her eyes were a deep blue and had the same shine in her eyes.
"Well, will you not answer?" said the shorter elf.
Finally Merry spoke up,"An easy task it was not, but we managed. Tell us, who are you, and how did you get here?"
"We are Night elves from Fangorn forest. We are going to Lotholorien. Our people haven't been in Lothlorien in ages, because of that, we are thought to have only been legends dreamed up in the minds of men."
'Should I jump down and speak to them? I have dreamt of Night Elves my whole life. Now that the time has come for me to finally speak, I am speechless.' thought Legolas and after a while decided to go down to them.
And with that, Legolas jumped out of the tree. If the two she-elves hadn't already known he was there, he might have startled them.
"I am Legolas of the woodland realm. Long has it been since a night elf ventured to this land. What brings you here?" asked Legolas.
The taller one spoke," I am Ireth, leader of the sentinels of our realm. This is my second in command, Lessien." They both bowed low to Legolas, knowing full well that he was actually the PRINCE of Mirkwood. As Legolas looked upon Lessien he was struck so much by her beauty and grace, he almost felt as if she had bewitched him with her eyes.
The hobbits were very relieved that Legolas had showed up. Ireth and Lessien seemed nice enough, but they were very intimidating entities. It was then that Aragorn, Boromir, and Gimli came out of hiding. Ireth and Lessien were beginning to feel outnumbered. For they thought the folk to be trust worthy, but it was hard to put trust in people these days.
"I am Aragorn son of Arathorn. This is Boromir of Gondor, and Gimli son of Gloin. I heard you say that you were going to Lothlorien, for that is where we are headed. What is your business with the Lorien elves? If I may ask.
"We can no longer pretend that we do not exist. We are being deeply affected by the spreading of Sauron's shadow, we would like to share with the Lord and Lady what we plan to do." said Ireth " We do not wish to wait until all of Middle-Earth is covered in shadow, we wish to go to war. We have not many of our people, but we do not wish to leave Middle-Earth without a fight. If it should be our peoples' end, we want it to be a great end."
At this, the whole company was shocked. After Aragorn got over his shock, he decided that he should share with them the purpose of their being there. He told them of their quest and the ring and what they planned to do. After he was done explaining, the two she-elves were stunned. They did not know that the ring of power had once again been found, let alone already started its voyage to the mountain of fire. They decided to accompany the fellowship to Lorien, and maybe even beyond, if it was their will.
**************************************************************************** ************************************* Legolas sat on a flet that over looked the whole of Caras Galadhon. He sat there lost in his thoughts for hours and hours during their time in Lorien. 'They are both beautiful, but there is something about Lessien. She haunts me and yet it is not terrible. I want to know what is behind those shining eyes. I wonder what they have seen-' Legolas' thoughts were interrupted by Lessien. She came up the steps to the flet and sat next to him, running her hand through her hair seductively. She acted as if she did it unknowingly, though she knew what she was doing.
During their time in Lorien Lessien's attraction toward Legolas had grown very strong. She didn't know why she was drawn to an elf from Mirkwood so. He was different, though. He was very fair and pleasant to talk to. They would sit and talk for hours and not get boared with each other's company. She was afraid that her feelings for Legolas were going to affect her decision to go to war with Sauron.
"The Lord and Lady were very gracious, were they not? I am glad that they support us in our decision to go to war. I just hope that they will not turn and run, but help the other peoples of Middle-Earth before going to the undying lands."
"They were very gracious indeed. I am also glad they support your peoples' decision. May I ask you, why is it that you two decided to be sentinels, instead of something else?" said Legolas.
"In our realm the warriors are mostly she-elves. But, when we are not at war, the she-elves do as they wish, and we wished to be sentinels. Our time has come again, though, to go to war. We have not done that in an age." she replied "We will not go to war in haste, though, we will wait and scout out our enemy. Wait for just the right moment to attack and maybe our people will live to see Valinor."
At this Legolas said nothing. He was very concerned for Lessien, because he had very deep feelings for her. He was afraid that after they parted in Lorien, that he would never see her again. He didn't think he could bear to know that she was slain in the war, and he had done nothing to help her.
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The time had come for the fellowship to leave Lorien. Legolas found it especially hard to say good bye to the two Night Elves. He wanted to confess his love for Lessien, but was afraid that she did not feel the same. Little did he know, that she was fighting the same battle on the inside. She wanted to confess her love to him, but was afraid to affect her decision of going to war.
'If I don't tell her, she will never know how i feel. If i do, i risk her not feeling the same and looking silly for telling her my feelings.'
He thought on this for a long time and then finally came to the decision to tell her. Just as he turned to go to her, he saw that she was behind him. Before he could say a word she took his face gently in her hands and kissed him very softly. The feeling of her lips on his was very nice, he thought, he wished it would be this way forever. She backed away and said,"I could not leave without telling you my feelings. Though i am no good at words, i think my actions speak for themselves."
Legolas looked at her stunned and she feared for a moment that he did not feel the same. But then he stepped to her, and took her gently in his arms and kissed her for a long time. Then he said "I am no good at relaying my feelings. So i hope that you get my answer from my kiss."
"I must tell you that though i have told you this, it will not hinder my decision of going to war with my people. I will still return to Fangorn and go to war. I could not bare to know that i let you leave without sharing my feelings for you though."
With that she turned and started to leave. "I hope to see you again. Whether it be on the otherside, if my journey takes me there i will wait for you."
Legolas would not see her again though, he thought. However, he did not know where his journey would take him next.
Disclaimer: I dont own any of these characters, except for lessien and Ireth. i'm just borrowing the rest. the idea for the night elves came from war craft 3, but they are not exactly like the ones from the game. please dont sue me!
When you see this 'enter text here' that is legolas thinking. the story is somewhat taking place as legolas sees it and thinks it. if the story totally sucks i'm sorry, but i was just getting an idea out there. if it does suck please tell me and i wont write anymore fanfics. :)
Inwe
Pairing: Legolas/Lessien rating: pg based mostly from book, but might have some movie points too!
The sun will set on the Night Elves ch.1
The sun was setting and still there was no sign of Lothlorien. Had they strayed off course? Of course not, Aragorn was an expert in the woodland arts. But still, he was very distraught over the recent loss of Gandalf, and Boromir had not stopped insisting that they go around the golden woods of Lothlorien. Had Aragorn gone around unconsiously, hoping that Boromir would notice there direction shift and be silent? If that was Aragorn's intention, then it was useless, because Boromir was still going on and on about "the dreaded lady of the wood." As much as Legolas wanted to interupt his stories, he didn't, for fear of causing a fight, and he didn't think that anyone needed that. For Legolas knew that Lady Galadriel was not dreaded, nor was she any danger to those that were pure of heart. Then his thoughts were interrupted by the voice of Frodo.
"How do you know these things about Lothlorien, Boromir? Have you seen it with your own eyes?"
"No, not with my own eyes", replied Boromir.
"Then how do you know these tales to be true?", said a voice that had been unheard since they left Moria.
"Because, Legolas, the people of Gondor do not make up tales."
"I've never been to Lothlorien, but it is said that the elves of Lorien are much like the elves of Rivendell, only they are much more fair to look upon. Why would a people so fair be such a threat to the men of Gondor? Is it perhaps, because they are so fair?", said Legolas with a very self assured smirk.
"Are you trying to imply something with that remark?", said Boromir stopping and looking at Legolas, as if to challenge him.
"I imply nothing, you take what you will from my comment Boromir. If you hold something against the elves, it is your own conscience that implies it, not I."
To this Boromir said nothing, for he knew that he didn't have anything against the elves, but something grew on his conscience. What it was, he could not tell. Aragorn remained silent through the whole debate because he didn't want them to think he was going to take anyone's side in such an argument. He knew, though, that the fellowship would part very soon, he only hoped it wouldn't be because they turned on each other.
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Morning came without anymore of Boromir's tales. 'I no longer trust Boromir, for as valiant and honorable as he is, there is something that grows on him', thought Legolas. He wished to speak to Aragorn about this matter while they were still resting, but he did not want to risk Boromir hearing him. He did, however, want to speak with him about their direction.
"Aragorn. I wish to speak to you about something."
"Yes my friend, what is it?" answered Aragorn.
"I am somewhat concerned of our direction. We should have reached Loth-"
Suddenly Legolas was interrupted by what he thought to be footsteps, for what it was, was a mystery to even Legolas.
"What is it my friend?"
Just then Aragorn heard them: footsteps. "Quickly, everyone hide." he announced in a low voice, so as not to attract attention.
The hobbits hid in some near by shrubbery and Gimli,Boromir, and Aragorn hid in the thicket. Legolas lept up and hid in a nearby treetop. They sat for what seemed like an eternity, and saw nothing. Legolas heard the mumblings of a language he did not understand, but didn't think it sounded like orcish. For the language was not harsh and ugly, but somewhat soft and delicate.
After an hour or so, the beings finally wandered through where their camp had been. As they walked through the woods, Legolas could do nothing but stare. As they walked through he could see that they were Night Elves. He thought them just a legend among the peoples of Middle-Earth.
As Aragorn was admiring the wonders that walked before him, he heard a branch snap, and the two elves that walked there snapped thier heads in the direction of the noise. He realized that Sam had, for some reason, stumbled and broken a branch: they were discovered. Frodo hoped that the night elves were friendly, and wouldn't slay them at first sight.
The taller of the two elves walked over to the hobbits, and said something that was unfamiliar to their ears. Frodo noticed that the two elves were she-elves, and appeared to be sentinels or warriors of some kind. Though he knew that she-elves were allowed to do what they pleased, he was surprised to see beings with such beauty and grace hold such weapons.
The shorter elf interrupted Frodo's thought, but this time she spoke the common speach.
"Well, how is that folk so small have gotten through this perilous land with only a short sword at there side."
They said nothing, but admired the elves. The first one was very tall, and had black hair that went to the bottom of her waist. She wore a black cloak held together by a brooch shaped like a cresent moon. Her garb showed much more skin than the hobbits were used to seeing; it made them blush. She wore a top that showed her stomach and most of her chest, save her breasts. Her pants were tight, and made of some fabric unfamiliar to Frodo. Her clothes were black, except her top was a deep purple. She carried at her side a long sword, and a dagger. On her back was a quiver made of dark wood, and in her hand was a long bow made of the same material.When she looked at the hobbits her violet eyes shined as if to show her wonder.
The second elf was a little shorter, but was no less beautiful. Her hair was black also, but it only hanged just past her shoulder blades. She wore the same cloak and pants, but her top wasn't purple, but a deep green. At her side was a short axe, and long dagger. On her back she wore the same quiver and bow. Her eyes were a deep blue and had the same shine in her eyes.
"Well, will you not answer?" said the shorter elf.
Finally Merry spoke up,"An easy task it was not, but we managed. Tell us, who are you, and how did you get here?"
"We are Night elves from Fangorn forest. We are going to Lotholorien. Our people haven't been in Lothlorien in ages, because of that, we are thought to have only been legends dreamed up in the minds of men."
'Should I jump down and speak to them? I have dreamt of Night Elves my whole life. Now that the time has come for me to finally speak, I am speechless.' thought Legolas and after a while decided to go down to them.
And with that, Legolas jumped out of the tree. If the two she-elves hadn't already known he was there, he might have startled them.
"I am Legolas of the woodland realm. Long has it been since a night elf ventured to this land. What brings you here?" asked Legolas.
The taller one spoke," I am Ireth, leader of the sentinels of our realm. This is my second in command, Lessien." They both bowed low to Legolas, knowing full well that he was actually the PRINCE of Mirkwood. As Legolas looked upon Lessien he was struck so much by her beauty and grace, he almost felt as if she had bewitched him with her eyes.
The hobbits were very relieved that Legolas had showed up. Ireth and Lessien seemed nice enough, but they were very intimidating entities. It was then that Aragorn, Boromir, and Gimli came out of hiding. Ireth and Lessien were beginning to feel outnumbered. For they thought the folk to be trust worthy, but it was hard to put trust in people these days.
"I am Aragorn son of Arathorn. This is Boromir of Gondor, and Gimli son of Gloin. I heard you say that you were going to Lothlorien, for that is where we are headed. What is your business with the Lorien elves? If I may ask.
"We can no longer pretend that we do not exist. We are being deeply affected by the spreading of Sauron's shadow, we would like to share with the Lord and Lady what we plan to do." said Ireth " We do not wish to wait until all of Middle-Earth is covered in shadow, we wish to go to war. We have not many of our people, but we do not wish to leave Middle-Earth without a fight. If it should be our peoples' end, we want it to be a great end."
At this, the whole company was shocked. After Aragorn got over his shock, he decided that he should share with them the purpose of their being there. He told them of their quest and the ring and what they planned to do. After he was done explaining, the two she-elves were stunned. They did not know that the ring of power had once again been found, let alone already started its voyage to the mountain of fire. They decided to accompany the fellowship to Lorien, and maybe even beyond, if it was their will.
**************************************************************************** ************************************* Legolas sat on a flet that over looked the whole of Caras Galadhon. He sat there lost in his thoughts for hours and hours during their time in Lorien. 'They are both beautiful, but there is something about Lessien. She haunts me and yet it is not terrible. I want to know what is behind those shining eyes. I wonder what they have seen-' Legolas' thoughts were interrupted by Lessien. She came up the steps to the flet and sat next to him, running her hand through her hair seductively. She acted as if she did it unknowingly, though she knew what she was doing.
During their time in Lorien Lessien's attraction toward Legolas had grown very strong. She didn't know why she was drawn to an elf from Mirkwood so. He was different, though. He was very fair and pleasant to talk to. They would sit and talk for hours and not get boared with each other's company. She was afraid that her feelings for Legolas were going to affect her decision to go to war with Sauron.
"The Lord and Lady were very gracious, were they not? I am glad that they support us in our decision to go to war. I just hope that they will not turn and run, but help the other peoples of Middle-Earth before going to the undying lands."
"They were very gracious indeed. I am also glad they support your peoples' decision. May I ask you, why is it that you two decided to be sentinels, instead of something else?" said Legolas.
"In our realm the warriors are mostly she-elves. But, when we are not at war, the she-elves do as they wish, and we wished to be sentinels. Our time has come again, though, to go to war. We have not done that in an age." she replied "We will not go to war in haste, though, we will wait and scout out our enemy. Wait for just the right moment to attack and maybe our people will live to see Valinor."
At this Legolas said nothing. He was very concerned for Lessien, because he had very deep feelings for her. He was afraid that after they parted in Lorien, that he would never see her again. He didn't think he could bear to know that she was slain in the war, and he had done nothing to help her.
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The time had come for the fellowship to leave Lorien. Legolas found it especially hard to say good bye to the two Night Elves. He wanted to confess his love for Lessien, but was afraid that she did not feel the same. Little did he know, that she was fighting the same battle on the inside. She wanted to confess her love to him, but was afraid to affect her decision of going to war.
'If I don't tell her, she will never know how i feel. If i do, i risk her not feeling the same and looking silly for telling her my feelings.'
He thought on this for a long time and then finally came to the decision to tell her. Just as he turned to go to her, he saw that she was behind him. Before he could say a word she took his face gently in her hands and kissed him very softly. The feeling of her lips on his was very nice, he thought, he wished it would be this way forever. She backed away and said,"I could not leave without telling you my feelings. Though i am no good at words, i think my actions speak for themselves."
Legolas looked at her stunned and she feared for a moment that he did not feel the same. But then he stepped to her, and took her gently in his arms and kissed her for a long time. Then he said "I am no good at relaying my feelings. So i hope that you get my answer from my kiss."
"I must tell you that though i have told you this, it will not hinder my decision of going to war with my people. I will still return to Fangorn and go to war. I could not bare to know that i let you leave without sharing my feelings for you though."
With that she turned and started to leave. "I hope to see you again. Whether it be on the otherside, if my journey takes me there i will wait for you."
Legolas would not see her again though, he thought. However, he did not know where his journey would take him next.