I Peleth Gail o Undomiel
Chapter Four - Race To Imladris
Disclaimer: I do not own LotR, that wonderful priveledge belongs to J. R. R.
Tolkien and associates - though I do wish that I could lay claim to that
handsome Ranger...
Summary: When an unknown evil threatens the life of the fair Arwen with a
poison unknown to all, those close to her must find a way to help her cope
with the awful effects.
Legolas raced through the forests around Imladris, clutching the unconsious
Arwen to him for fear that she would fall from Sapphire's back. The horse ran
faster than it ever had before, sensing the urgency of the situation. They
sped through the gates to the city and did not stop until they were before
Elrond's great house.
Legolas jumped down, cradling his friend in his arms, and called out,
"Someone please fetch Lord Elrond and the other Healers! The lady is in
great need!"
Not a moment after the words were out, Elrond appeared. He ushered Legolas
into the building, taking his daughter from the prince and calling out orders
to the healers.
While the elves worked their great skill, Legolas sat with his head in his
hands, wondering at what had befallen his dearest friend.
~~~~~~~~~~~
Arwen felt the thick darkness close about her and shuddered at the feel of
it. She tried to call out but found that she could not move and her voice
would not obey her commands. The dark masked all around her like a deep
velvet curtain drawn over the light, and the only sound that bled through was
a soft laugh, the most evil that she had heard in her many years.
~~~~~~~~~~~
A smirk took its place on the face of the girl, and she had to force herself
not to cry out in victory as she saw the Lord of Rivendell carrying his
fallen daughter. 'So the journey has begun,' she thought, remembering the
many tortures that the poison inflicted on its victim.
"Alandra!"
The voice of another servant cut through her thoughts, and she turned, the
smile disappearing from sight as quickly as it had come.
A/N: Yet again, I'm sorry it's so short. I don't really have the time to
write all that I want to, but I thought you all deserved an update. Thanks to
all who reviewed last time. You are all gods in my opinion.
"HAIL TO THE REVIEWERS!"
LOL. Next chapter should be up soon, I hope. Til next time!
Nathronoelei
Febrauary 18, 2002
Chapter Four - Race To Imladris
Disclaimer: I do not own LotR, that wonderful priveledge belongs to J. R. R.
Tolkien and associates - though I do wish that I could lay claim to that
handsome Ranger...
Summary: When an unknown evil threatens the life of the fair Arwen with a
poison unknown to all, those close to her must find a way to help her cope
with the awful effects.
Legolas raced through the forests around Imladris, clutching the unconsious
Arwen to him for fear that she would fall from Sapphire's back. The horse ran
faster than it ever had before, sensing the urgency of the situation. They
sped through the gates to the city and did not stop until they were before
Elrond's great house.
Legolas jumped down, cradling his friend in his arms, and called out,
"Someone please fetch Lord Elrond and the other Healers! The lady is in
great need!"
Not a moment after the words were out, Elrond appeared. He ushered Legolas
into the building, taking his daughter from the prince and calling out orders
to the healers.
While the elves worked their great skill, Legolas sat with his head in his
hands, wondering at what had befallen his dearest friend.
~~~~~~~~~~~
Arwen felt the thick darkness close about her and shuddered at the feel of
it. She tried to call out but found that she could not move and her voice
would not obey her commands. The dark masked all around her like a deep
velvet curtain drawn over the light, and the only sound that bled through was
a soft laugh, the most evil that she had heard in her many years.
~~~~~~~~~~~
A smirk took its place on the face of the girl, and she had to force herself
not to cry out in victory as she saw the Lord of Rivendell carrying his
fallen daughter. 'So the journey has begun,' she thought, remembering the
many tortures that the poison inflicted on its victim.
"Alandra!"
The voice of another servant cut through her thoughts, and she turned, the
smile disappearing from sight as quickly as it had come.
A/N: Yet again, I'm sorry it's so short. I don't really have the time to
write all that I want to, but I thought you all deserved an update. Thanks to
all who reviewed last time. You are all gods in my opinion.
"HAIL TO THE REVIEWERS!"
LOL. Next chapter should be up soon, I hope. Til next time!
Nathronoelei
Febrauary 18, 2002