AN: A quick follow up this time. I haven't written much in the past months
and desperately trying to make up for it :o).
To Legilmalith: You haven't offended me in any way, and I'm certainly not
mad at you. English is not my mother tongue and I'm bound to make mistakes.
So yes, I would be very grateful if you would pick out the mistakes you
find.
Chapter 6 Not that human after all
Mithrandir reminded him of something he was almost forgotten.
"You have lived among Men long enough now, Legolas. You have learned all you needed to learn. You know their weaknesses and strengths, you have seen everything."
"But Mithrandir, can't you understand I'm happy here? I just want to live a peaceful life."
"That is something nobody can hope for, Legolas. You have lived here for too long, as I feared."
"What is so bad in wanting to live like this, Wizard?"
"Have you forgotten so much, dear elf? Do you not understand anymore that you were merely here to learn? You are still Legolas, the prince of Mirkwood, whether you want it or not. You can't change one's destiny."
"And why not? Why not, Mithrandir?"
"They just accept you because you look and act human, Legolas. They do not want an elf living among them. They are afraid of you, you will see it."
"Good, I take you challenge. I will walk out of here as an elf and I will watch their reactions. If it is as you say, I will return to Mirkwood."
Gandalf nodded and took out the old elven clothes. Legolas braided his hair again and left his ears free. With a gesture of the Wizard they became pointy once again. He fastened his cloak with the woodland clasp and slung his bow over his shoulder. His quiver full of arrows and daggers in his belt, he appeared to be an elven warrior. And maybe for the first time in his long life, he felt like one.
He faced the town and got only scared or hateful looks. This was the real way people looked upon others and their true face showed.
In no time everyone was assembled to knock the elf down. Legolas stood before them, only having a slight feel of compassion. When someone dared to throw a knife he strung his bow so fast that the human eye couldn't follow the action. The released arrow pierced the hand of the culprit.
"I do not understand why you are all so afraid of me, but I never meant any harm. I was here to learn."
"Go learn somewhere else, nancy boy!"
"Yeah, stupid Elf!"
"And then to say he used to work for me!"
"Beat it!"
"Of course I will go, it is quite obvious That I am not wanted here. I hoped that you Men also had learned something out of all this, but I was clearly mistaken. Namarie."
He sprinted towards the trees and swiftly climbed in the highest of them. The people of Men just stood there and watched the elf disappear. In all the commotion they didn't notice Gandalf who rode out of town as well.
Chapter 6 Not that human after all
Mithrandir reminded him of something he was almost forgotten.
"You have lived among Men long enough now, Legolas. You have learned all you needed to learn. You know their weaknesses and strengths, you have seen everything."
"But Mithrandir, can't you understand I'm happy here? I just want to live a peaceful life."
"That is something nobody can hope for, Legolas. You have lived here for too long, as I feared."
"What is so bad in wanting to live like this, Wizard?"
"Have you forgotten so much, dear elf? Do you not understand anymore that you were merely here to learn? You are still Legolas, the prince of Mirkwood, whether you want it or not. You can't change one's destiny."
"And why not? Why not, Mithrandir?"
"They just accept you because you look and act human, Legolas. They do not want an elf living among them. They are afraid of you, you will see it."
"Good, I take you challenge. I will walk out of here as an elf and I will watch their reactions. If it is as you say, I will return to Mirkwood."
Gandalf nodded and took out the old elven clothes. Legolas braided his hair again and left his ears free. With a gesture of the Wizard they became pointy once again. He fastened his cloak with the woodland clasp and slung his bow over his shoulder. His quiver full of arrows and daggers in his belt, he appeared to be an elven warrior. And maybe for the first time in his long life, he felt like one.
He faced the town and got only scared or hateful looks. This was the real way people looked upon others and their true face showed.
In no time everyone was assembled to knock the elf down. Legolas stood before them, only having a slight feel of compassion. When someone dared to throw a knife he strung his bow so fast that the human eye couldn't follow the action. The released arrow pierced the hand of the culprit.
"I do not understand why you are all so afraid of me, but I never meant any harm. I was here to learn."
"Go learn somewhere else, nancy boy!"
"Yeah, stupid Elf!"
"And then to say he used to work for me!"
"Beat it!"
"Of course I will go, it is quite obvious That I am not wanted here. I hoped that you Men also had learned something out of all this, but I was clearly mistaken. Namarie."
He sprinted towards the trees and swiftly climbed in the highest of them. The people of Men just stood there and watched the elf disappear. In all the commotion they didn't notice Gandalf who rode out of town as well.