Wordless Speaking
As Legolas led Lauren through the hall, she stared at the mirror. How she wished she could just wish herself home aloud and disappear from this world. But what would she have when she got back 'home'? A new town with no one she knew except her embarrassing family, that's what. Maybe she didn't want to go RIGHT away, but anything would be better than fighting in a war and fighting in a war was what she had to do.
"There is so much I could show you," Legolas said, interrupting her thought. "But I guess I should tell you some things about the war, first."
"Okay, shoot," she answered.
"All right," he began. "You're going to have to fight in the war beside my father. You can ride your horse, but it seems that 'Thorwen' is eager to be your steed, so if you wish to ride him, you'd be on your own. The thing is, I'm not sure how you could fight in the sky. The griffins are going to throw boulders from above, so I guess you might just have to ride on the ground."
"Okay," Lauren answered.
"You should be by my father so if he has something he wants the griffins to do, he will have to tell you to ask them..."
"All right," she answered. "Just tell me one thing, Legolas. Are we most likely going to win?"
Legolas paused in his tracks and turned to face Lauren. "With the griffins I have no doubt we'll win," he said. "The orcs aren't expecting it either."
"So let's not talk about the war any longer. The war is tomorrow and not today, so lets have some fun."
"Okay," Lauren agreed. "What can we do?"
Legolas smiled. "There's lots of magical things behind the silver doors. We could snoop a little and explore?"
"Are we allowed to?" she asked.
Legolas shook his head. "No, but there's one hall that's always abandoned, except rarely when the maids clean, but it's secret, for my father only. I've been waiting for a good time to explore it and with a friend it couldn't be funner! Wanna go see it?"
Lauren giggled. "Sure! Let's just hope we don't get caught."
"This is the strangest hall, my father says," Legolas said. "Look at these strange pictures!"
Lauren stopped to look at a picture of a mermaid on an abandoned beach. "There's nothing strange about..." Then all of the sudden the mermaid blinked. "Whoa! WEIRD!" Lauren exclaimed. "A magic picture!"
"Yea, I just wonder what's in one of these doors!" Legolas said, opening a door. "This looks like just a plain library. Let's look at another room."
"No, let's go in!" Lauren said, walking into the room and picking up a book. "Quendelie Kuru Parma," Lauren read. "What does that mean?"
"It's a spell book of the elves," Legolas said, taking the book.
"What kind of spells?"
"I'm sure they aren't bad spells...but let's look," he said, skimming the pages. "There's a spell for swiftness, a spell for the sick, and there is a Telepathic speaking spell, as the Adan [humans] call it."
"What's that? Some mind reading thing?"
"The people that do these spells together can send silent signals to each other. Like, you can send thoughts to the other person without a sound! Very interesting."
"Let's do it!" Lauren said, practically jumping with enthusiasm. "We could need it in the war! If something happens, I can send you a mind message or whatever."
Legolas just listened, his face unreadable. Then he smiled. "Well, I don't see why not...it says you cant read my thoughts...only the ones I send to you, so let's do it!"
"This is tight!" she said.
"Tight?"
"It means, uh, 'neat'. So what do you say? Should we do the spell?"
"Hold my hand," Legolas answered. "Weere avaquétima...equë!"
Legolas looked at her, but his mouth didn't move. "Hi."
Lauren couldn't help but laugh aloud and then she thought about something and tried to say it, without her mouth. "Let's see if we let go of hands and it still works."
Legolas blushed, noticing his hand was still knitted around Lauren's. He pulled his hand away and said, "Can you still hear me?"
"Yes," Lauren answered out loud with a squeal. "Oh my god, Legolas, this is so cool!"
When Lauren and Legolas returned to the gold hall where the elves ran around, now very busy and hard-faced. There was no music or any joyful singing like there usually was!
Thranduil came walking by. "Ah, Brilaglar!" the king said. "And Legolas. I've been searching for you! I trust you both had a relaxing day?"
"Yes," Lauren nodded.
"What have you been occupied with for all these long hours?"
Before she could even speak again Lauren heard Legolas's voice inside her head. "We can't tell anyone about the forbidden halls, the book, or how we can speak inside each other heads. Our secret!"
"Uh..." she stammered. "We ate and we walked around. It's wonderful here." It seemed to be a good enough excuse for Thranduil.
"Good, then I suggest you eat and get some sleep. We must prepare at four o' clock tomorrow morning! There is much to be done."
"Are you asleep?"
Lauren jumped up at the voice she heard and crawled out of bed. What was Legolas doing in her room at this time of night? Then she realized he wasn't in her room at all! She sighed and got into he bed, and thought a message back. "No, but I was planning on going to sleep."
"Oh...I just wondered if your as scared as I am?"
"I'm scared. Unlike you, Legolas, your never scared."
"What do you mean?"
"It's hard to explain. I know a lot more about you than you think."
"You spend too much time in the library! Those books say all this false stuff..."
"No, I don't read about you in YOUR library. I know that your brave in...Oh never mind. To answer your question, I am kinda scared."
"Only kinda?"
"Yea, I have a trick up my sleeve that may surprise everyone...everyone except Orodmir."
"Tell me!"
"If we see Orcs attack us tomorrow, you'll see."
"And if there are no orcs tomorrow?"
"Go to sleep Legolas."
"Agh, okay. Good night, Lauren."
A few hours later, Lauren awoke with something pushing at her side. "Ugh, go away!"
"My lady, you must wake up!" Lauren opened her eyes to see a flustered elven girl. "You have these clothes you must put on immediately."
Lauren sat up and looked at them. There was soft elven green pants and tank top, softer than silky pajama material. Then there was a leather vest to put over it and after that, this bright, clean Elven armor, with designs too beautiful to explain that would go over her chest, stomach, and legs.
"Don't go back to sleep, miss. The king requests an audience with you as soon as you are done with breakfast. Here is some Rimus."
If there was anything that could get Lauren up it was Rimus. She greedily snatched if from the elf-girl and scarfed it. "Namarie," she said.
"You and I shall ride at the very front. I'm sure you understand the danger?" Thranduil said.
"Completely. I'm not afraid," Lauren answered.
"You might change your mind once you see orcs," he said.
"So. . ." Lauren said slowly. "Where is Legolas?"
"He is spying the forest with some of his companions. He won't be fighting on horseback with us."
"Oh," was all Lauren said, feeling a little disappointed. It seemed since two days ago, they had developed a bond. Hopefully that wouldn't change or anything. Legolas seemed kind of unpredictable.
An elf warrior of some king rushed to the king. "Your majesty! Orcs come near! What should we do?"
The king looked at Lauren and his eyes held a question. "Why are you looking at me?" she asked.
"You are Brilaglar. You must go out there and tell the griffins it is time!"
"Got it!" Lauren answered, taking off down the hall. She was a really fast runner when she wanted to be. She ran from the door and climbed the long stairway. By the time she was in the woods, she was gasping for air. "Griffins!" she yelled.
The griffins came down from the trees and waited for an order. "It is time! The orcs draw near. Strike them with the boulders and then do whatever you can!"
The griffins flew away and elf warriors on horses came in great numbers. King Thranduil came on his large white horse and with him was Morthalion, Lauren's large black horse. She climbed on and without a word, the king and her rode into the forest, the army behind them. They pulled their swords out, but Lauren left hers in her sheath. She was going to surprise everyone with her own weapon.
It seemed that they were riding through the forest with no end. Lauren felt herself on the edge of sleep a few times and no one would speak and they had forbidden her to speak. As if some spell was upon them, the horses made no sound at all, even when their strong hooves smote the ground. The only sound was that of birds above.
Then as Lauren listened, she noticed there was another noise. A throaty roar or something similar to the ones she heard when that Warg entered the Underground Halls of Thranduil! Then a echoing war cry of a griffin.
Lauren actually smiled as the battlefield came into view. Above the griffins were dodging fiery darts from the orcs and a few elves in the trees were shooting down at the orcs. Thranduil shouted out and waved his sword above. Lauren's heart was beating hard in her chest and she yelled with the rest of the elves. Lauren still didn't take her sword out. She placed her two fingers on the small gold amulet and blew on it. He fingers shined and she pointed into the crowd of orcs as some drew near. A few sparks flew and hit two orcs.
They watched as the little flame disappeared on their chests and they made a chuckling noise, but then out of nowhere appeared a dot on their bodies. Then they got larger and seemed to form roots through the orcs' bodies. Everyone was too caught up in fighting to notice the orcs.
All around her elves were swinging their swords and orcs were shooting. But Lauren watched as the orcs screamed and scratched at the flamed roots on their chests. After the strange things covered their bodies, they fell like ash.
Lauren looked up at the trees and wondered where Legolas was. "Legolas, where are you?" she thought.
"Watching you! Now stop just sitting there while I have to shoot all the orcs after you!"
Then Lauren noticed that lots of the arrows falling from the trees were hitting orcs around her. She blew on the ball again and stuck her fingers out to many orcs and they died. This wasn't so hard, was it?
OF COURSE the rest of the war wont be THIS easy. Just you wait. Mwa ha ha. This is so Mary Sue. Damn. :'(
I sorry. I'm just so eager to get BACK to my Gondor story, I'm doing this kinda sloppy. I'll try to make it better, okay?
-Brilaglar
As Legolas led Lauren through the hall, she stared at the mirror. How she wished she could just wish herself home aloud and disappear from this world. But what would she have when she got back 'home'? A new town with no one she knew except her embarrassing family, that's what. Maybe she didn't want to go RIGHT away, but anything would be better than fighting in a war and fighting in a war was what she had to do.
"There is so much I could show you," Legolas said, interrupting her thought. "But I guess I should tell you some things about the war, first."
"Okay, shoot," she answered.
"All right," he began. "You're going to have to fight in the war beside my father. You can ride your horse, but it seems that 'Thorwen' is eager to be your steed, so if you wish to ride him, you'd be on your own. The thing is, I'm not sure how you could fight in the sky. The griffins are going to throw boulders from above, so I guess you might just have to ride on the ground."
"Okay," Lauren answered.
"You should be by my father so if he has something he wants the griffins to do, he will have to tell you to ask them..."
"All right," she answered. "Just tell me one thing, Legolas. Are we most likely going to win?"
Legolas paused in his tracks and turned to face Lauren. "With the griffins I have no doubt we'll win," he said. "The orcs aren't expecting it either."
"So let's not talk about the war any longer. The war is tomorrow and not today, so lets have some fun."
"Okay," Lauren agreed. "What can we do?"
Legolas smiled. "There's lots of magical things behind the silver doors. We could snoop a little and explore?"
"Are we allowed to?" she asked.
Legolas shook his head. "No, but there's one hall that's always abandoned, except rarely when the maids clean, but it's secret, for my father only. I've been waiting for a good time to explore it and with a friend it couldn't be funner! Wanna go see it?"
Lauren giggled. "Sure! Let's just hope we don't get caught."
"This is the strangest hall, my father says," Legolas said. "Look at these strange pictures!"
Lauren stopped to look at a picture of a mermaid on an abandoned beach. "There's nothing strange about..." Then all of the sudden the mermaid blinked. "Whoa! WEIRD!" Lauren exclaimed. "A magic picture!"
"Yea, I just wonder what's in one of these doors!" Legolas said, opening a door. "This looks like just a plain library. Let's look at another room."
"No, let's go in!" Lauren said, walking into the room and picking up a book. "Quendelie Kuru Parma," Lauren read. "What does that mean?"
"It's a spell book of the elves," Legolas said, taking the book.
"What kind of spells?"
"I'm sure they aren't bad spells...but let's look," he said, skimming the pages. "There's a spell for swiftness, a spell for the sick, and there is a Telepathic speaking spell, as the Adan [humans] call it."
"What's that? Some mind reading thing?"
"The people that do these spells together can send silent signals to each other. Like, you can send thoughts to the other person without a sound! Very interesting."
"Let's do it!" Lauren said, practically jumping with enthusiasm. "We could need it in the war! If something happens, I can send you a mind message or whatever."
Legolas just listened, his face unreadable. Then he smiled. "Well, I don't see why not...it says you cant read my thoughts...only the ones I send to you, so let's do it!"
"This is tight!" she said.
"Tight?"
"It means, uh, 'neat'. So what do you say? Should we do the spell?"
"Hold my hand," Legolas answered. "Weere avaquétima...equë!"
Legolas looked at her, but his mouth didn't move. "Hi."
Lauren couldn't help but laugh aloud and then she thought about something and tried to say it, without her mouth. "Let's see if we let go of hands and it still works."
Legolas blushed, noticing his hand was still knitted around Lauren's. He pulled his hand away and said, "Can you still hear me?"
"Yes," Lauren answered out loud with a squeal. "Oh my god, Legolas, this is so cool!"
When Lauren and Legolas returned to the gold hall where the elves ran around, now very busy and hard-faced. There was no music or any joyful singing like there usually was!
Thranduil came walking by. "Ah, Brilaglar!" the king said. "And Legolas. I've been searching for you! I trust you both had a relaxing day?"
"Yes," Lauren nodded.
"What have you been occupied with for all these long hours?"
Before she could even speak again Lauren heard Legolas's voice inside her head. "We can't tell anyone about the forbidden halls, the book, or how we can speak inside each other heads. Our secret!"
"Uh..." she stammered. "We ate and we walked around. It's wonderful here." It seemed to be a good enough excuse for Thranduil.
"Good, then I suggest you eat and get some sleep. We must prepare at four o' clock tomorrow morning! There is much to be done."
"Are you asleep?"
Lauren jumped up at the voice she heard and crawled out of bed. What was Legolas doing in her room at this time of night? Then she realized he wasn't in her room at all! She sighed and got into he bed, and thought a message back. "No, but I was planning on going to sleep."
"Oh...I just wondered if your as scared as I am?"
"I'm scared. Unlike you, Legolas, your never scared."
"What do you mean?"
"It's hard to explain. I know a lot more about you than you think."
"You spend too much time in the library! Those books say all this false stuff..."
"No, I don't read about you in YOUR library. I know that your brave in...Oh never mind. To answer your question, I am kinda scared."
"Only kinda?"
"Yea, I have a trick up my sleeve that may surprise everyone...everyone except Orodmir."
"Tell me!"
"If we see Orcs attack us tomorrow, you'll see."
"And if there are no orcs tomorrow?"
"Go to sleep Legolas."
"Agh, okay. Good night, Lauren."
A few hours later, Lauren awoke with something pushing at her side. "Ugh, go away!"
"My lady, you must wake up!" Lauren opened her eyes to see a flustered elven girl. "You have these clothes you must put on immediately."
Lauren sat up and looked at them. There was soft elven green pants and tank top, softer than silky pajama material. Then there was a leather vest to put over it and after that, this bright, clean Elven armor, with designs too beautiful to explain that would go over her chest, stomach, and legs.
"Don't go back to sleep, miss. The king requests an audience with you as soon as you are done with breakfast. Here is some Rimus."
If there was anything that could get Lauren up it was Rimus. She greedily snatched if from the elf-girl and scarfed it. "Namarie," she said.
"You and I shall ride at the very front. I'm sure you understand the danger?" Thranduil said.
"Completely. I'm not afraid," Lauren answered.
"You might change your mind once you see orcs," he said.
"So. . ." Lauren said slowly. "Where is Legolas?"
"He is spying the forest with some of his companions. He won't be fighting on horseback with us."
"Oh," was all Lauren said, feeling a little disappointed. It seemed since two days ago, they had developed a bond. Hopefully that wouldn't change or anything. Legolas seemed kind of unpredictable.
An elf warrior of some king rushed to the king. "Your majesty! Orcs come near! What should we do?"
The king looked at Lauren and his eyes held a question. "Why are you looking at me?" she asked.
"You are Brilaglar. You must go out there and tell the griffins it is time!"
"Got it!" Lauren answered, taking off down the hall. She was a really fast runner when she wanted to be. She ran from the door and climbed the long stairway. By the time she was in the woods, she was gasping for air. "Griffins!" she yelled.
The griffins came down from the trees and waited for an order. "It is time! The orcs draw near. Strike them with the boulders and then do whatever you can!"
The griffins flew away and elf warriors on horses came in great numbers. King Thranduil came on his large white horse and with him was Morthalion, Lauren's large black horse. She climbed on and without a word, the king and her rode into the forest, the army behind them. They pulled their swords out, but Lauren left hers in her sheath. She was going to surprise everyone with her own weapon.
It seemed that they were riding through the forest with no end. Lauren felt herself on the edge of sleep a few times and no one would speak and they had forbidden her to speak. As if some spell was upon them, the horses made no sound at all, even when their strong hooves smote the ground. The only sound was that of birds above.
Then as Lauren listened, she noticed there was another noise. A throaty roar or something similar to the ones she heard when that Warg entered the Underground Halls of Thranduil! Then a echoing war cry of a griffin.
Lauren actually smiled as the battlefield came into view. Above the griffins were dodging fiery darts from the orcs and a few elves in the trees were shooting down at the orcs. Thranduil shouted out and waved his sword above. Lauren's heart was beating hard in her chest and she yelled with the rest of the elves. Lauren still didn't take her sword out. She placed her two fingers on the small gold amulet and blew on it. He fingers shined and she pointed into the crowd of orcs as some drew near. A few sparks flew and hit two orcs.
They watched as the little flame disappeared on their chests and they made a chuckling noise, but then out of nowhere appeared a dot on their bodies. Then they got larger and seemed to form roots through the orcs' bodies. Everyone was too caught up in fighting to notice the orcs.
All around her elves were swinging their swords and orcs were shooting. But Lauren watched as the orcs screamed and scratched at the flamed roots on their chests. After the strange things covered their bodies, they fell like ash.
Lauren looked up at the trees and wondered where Legolas was. "Legolas, where are you?" she thought.
"Watching you! Now stop just sitting there while I have to shoot all the orcs after you!"
Then Lauren noticed that lots of the arrows falling from the trees were hitting orcs around her. She blew on the ball again and stuck her fingers out to many orcs and they died. This wasn't so hard, was it?
OF COURSE the rest of the war wont be THIS easy. Just you wait. Mwa ha ha. This is so Mary Sue. Damn. :'(
I sorry. I'm just so eager to get BACK to my Gondor story, I'm doing this kinda sloppy. I'll try to make it better, okay?
-Brilaglar