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Len: Elrohir was in the library. He shows up in this chapter, though.
AF Girl: Thanks!
Magicchick: Thanks--I should hate to have a boring story.
Estelweo: Ah, well. . .yeah, I don't usually proofread. If I do, I usually think the chapter is terrible and delete the entire thing. As for religion, well, it's just the way I am.
Passion Lover: He's not heartless, just a little freaked out. Anyway, what better way to jumpstart a heart than true love? Hehehe.
Iamawriter: Thanks!
Bloomin_nicki: Thanks. As for what happens next, even I don't know!
Lux Aeterna: Thanks.
Author's note: Sorry this chapter is so short and took so long to get posted. . .I'll try to do better in the future.
*****
Mirnim was floating through an emptiness so intense and complete, she could hardly even think of leaving it. She felt whole again, not at all dazed and scarred as she had felt in the real world. The darkness was almost a comfort, embracing her, nurturing her. In the darkness she did not feel the need to run and hide. She did not plan to leave the darkness, perhaps not ever.
"Elrohir, where have you been?" Legolas asked. "You have missed out on something of an adventure!"
"I was in the library," replied the newly arrived Elrohir. The sun had set, and Elladan and Legolas had moved indoors. Elladan sat on his bed and Legolas stood by the window, both wondering how the girl was, though Elladan caring somewhat more than Legolas.
Disappointed that Elrohir did not inquire about the "adventure", Legolas continued, "Elladan and I found a girl by the river today."
"A girl?" Elrohir's head shot up. At least that caught his interest. "What do you mean, you 'found a girl by the river'?"
"She was unconscious," Legolas explained, very much enjoying recounting the tale. "Elladan and I found her body and brought her to your father. We have heard nothing of her since."
Mirnim knew. It was not a sudden realization, nor was it a slow one, the knowledge was simply in her mind. This knowledge, of course, was that the void she was floating through would not sustain her for long. After a time, a rather short time, the void would be the death of her. She had no choice but to awaken, unless she wished to die.
Elrohir shrugged, and said, "At least that means that she is still alive." He was also worried for her safety, but his mind was elsewhere.
Legolas truly wished Elrohir would show some interest in the mysterious appearance of the girl. "Half her face was burned off," he said, hoping to snare Elrohir in the gruesome details. Elladan, however, did not agree with the morality of this attempt.
"She had burn blisters on the left side of her face, and her hair had been singed off, also on the left," Elladan put in to silence Legolas. He added, "Would you please take this seriously, Legolas? She is a person, not a story for you to draw attention to yourself with."
Suddenly the emptiness she had moved so easily and gracefully through was thick and forbidding. It took all her effort just to twitch. Something kept her in the nothingness, the empty space. "No," she said, unwilling to give in. "You cannot take my life from me!" It was a hard fight against the once- emptiness. Suddenly what was nothing was stronger than anything.
"I know," Legolas replied, sounding earnest. "I am sorry, this is just my way of dealing with the. . . the stress of this situation."
"Just quit treating her like a badge," Elladan replied, "it is wrong and you know it."
Mirnim's energy was fading fast. Soon exhaustion would take her, but until then she would fight tooth and nail. Sweat covered her. The darkness was winning.
"I will," Legolas said. "I hardly realized you were so bothered by this, Elladan."
Mirnim blinked, then opened her eyes.
Len: Elrohir was in the library. He shows up in this chapter, though.
AF Girl: Thanks!
Magicchick: Thanks--I should hate to have a boring story.
Estelweo: Ah, well. . .yeah, I don't usually proofread. If I do, I usually think the chapter is terrible and delete the entire thing. As for religion, well, it's just the way I am.
Passion Lover: He's not heartless, just a little freaked out. Anyway, what better way to jumpstart a heart than true love? Hehehe.
Iamawriter: Thanks!
Bloomin_nicki: Thanks. As for what happens next, even I don't know!
Lux Aeterna: Thanks.
Author's note: Sorry this chapter is so short and took so long to get posted. . .I'll try to do better in the future.
*****
Mirnim was floating through an emptiness so intense and complete, she could hardly even think of leaving it. She felt whole again, not at all dazed and scarred as she had felt in the real world. The darkness was almost a comfort, embracing her, nurturing her. In the darkness she did not feel the need to run and hide. She did not plan to leave the darkness, perhaps not ever.
"Elrohir, where have you been?" Legolas asked. "You have missed out on something of an adventure!"
"I was in the library," replied the newly arrived Elrohir. The sun had set, and Elladan and Legolas had moved indoors. Elladan sat on his bed and Legolas stood by the window, both wondering how the girl was, though Elladan caring somewhat more than Legolas.
Disappointed that Elrohir did not inquire about the "adventure", Legolas continued, "Elladan and I found a girl by the river today."
"A girl?" Elrohir's head shot up. At least that caught his interest. "What do you mean, you 'found a girl by the river'?"
"She was unconscious," Legolas explained, very much enjoying recounting the tale. "Elladan and I found her body and brought her to your father. We have heard nothing of her since."
Mirnim knew. It was not a sudden realization, nor was it a slow one, the knowledge was simply in her mind. This knowledge, of course, was that the void she was floating through would not sustain her for long. After a time, a rather short time, the void would be the death of her. She had no choice but to awaken, unless she wished to die.
Elrohir shrugged, and said, "At least that means that she is still alive." He was also worried for her safety, but his mind was elsewhere.
Legolas truly wished Elrohir would show some interest in the mysterious appearance of the girl. "Half her face was burned off," he said, hoping to snare Elrohir in the gruesome details. Elladan, however, did not agree with the morality of this attempt.
"She had burn blisters on the left side of her face, and her hair had been singed off, also on the left," Elladan put in to silence Legolas. He added, "Would you please take this seriously, Legolas? She is a person, not a story for you to draw attention to yourself with."
Suddenly the emptiness she had moved so easily and gracefully through was thick and forbidding. It took all her effort just to twitch. Something kept her in the nothingness, the empty space. "No," she said, unwilling to give in. "You cannot take my life from me!" It was a hard fight against the once- emptiness. Suddenly what was nothing was stronger than anything.
"I know," Legolas replied, sounding earnest. "I am sorry, this is just my way of dealing with the. . . the stress of this situation."
"Just quit treating her like a badge," Elladan replied, "it is wrong and you know it."
Mirnim's energy was fading fast. Soon exhaustion would take her, but until then she would fight tooth and nail. Sweat covered her. The darkness was winning.
"I will," Legolas said. "I hardly realized you were so bothered by this, Elladan."
Mirnim blinked, then opened her eyes.