"ARUAL! ARU-AL, I'm sorry!" Elrond whispered that last part. He fell to
his knees in exasperation, his head in one hand. He hadn't any idea which
way he was to go. He couldn't think logically.
He heard someone sprinting towards him from behind. He looked back, hopeless. Alexis jogged up to him, his breathing heavy.
"I .. I don't know what way to go," Elrond spoke in a small, failed voice. It was as if he'd lost his way.
Alexis stood beside his old friend, and helped him stand. His arm under that of Elrond's, his hand on Elrond's shoulder. "Be strong," he muttered. "For her."
There was a large crowd of creatures on their tail. A splash of blood on a leaf guided their way Northeast. Alexis lead them, his sword drawn. Percy ran with them, still feeling nauseous but sprinting all the same. Saeith was also among them; his eyes kept darting over to Percy, ready should he be needed.
* * *
They came to a clearing, lathered in blood. Many of the creatures had to turn back and relieve themselves of their breakfasts. Arual's white dress had been strewn across a decaying log. Percy began to fall, but Saeith held him up with a huge hand. Elrond dived forwards, seizing the dress and holding it to his face. There were only a few splashes of blood on it, and Elrond stared at it with wide eyes. The onlookers could come to the only conclusion that Arual was dead - their hearts and stomachs dreading finding her body.
It was then they heard the scream.
He heard someone sprinting towards him from behind. He looked back, hopeless. Alexis jogged up to him, his breathing heavy.
"I .. I don't know what way to go," Elrond spoke in a small, failed voice. It was as if he'd lost his way.
Alexis stood beside his old friend, and helped him stand. His arm under that of Elrond's, his hand on Elrond's shoulder. "Be strong," he muttered. "For her."
There was a large crowd of creatures on their tail. A splash of blood on a leaf guided their way Northeast. Alexis lead them, his sword drawn. Percy ran with them, still feeling nauseous but sprinting all the same. Saeith was also among them; his eyes kept darting over to Percy, ready should he be needed.
* * *
They came to a clearing, lathered in blood. Many of the creatures had to turn back and relieve themselves of their breakfasts. Arual's white dress had been strewn across a decaying log. Percy began to fall, but Saeith held him up with a huge hand. Elrond dived forwards, seizing the dress and holding it to his face. There were only a few splashes of blood on it, and Elrond stared at it with wide eyes. The onlookers could come to the only conclusion that Arual was dead - their hearts and stomachs dreading finding her body.
It was then they heard the scream.