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Strange Words I Hear
"Vesper is your end," strange words were echoing in the Elf's mind. He should be overjoyed because they won but dark thoughts captured his heart.
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Suddenly a company of Orcs attacked them. Legolas grabbed some sword and killed the first attacker that aimed to murder Vesper. She had finally recollected all of her strengths and climbed on her feet. Vesper noticed the blade that belonged to the slain Orc and wrapped her fingers around it. She tried to help the Elf in his attempt to defend themselves while waiting for their rescue. Sauran was destroyed but his minions were still running around and menacing them.
Vesper managed to cause some problems to their foes and she even hurt some Orcs, but she was still too weak to be an equal fighter to them. There came a stout muscular Orc with dark blade. He swung his sword and Vesper raised her blade to stop his strike but her arms couldn't persist any longer and the blow of his sword sent her to the stone wall. She felt all of her bones protesting as she hit the wall. That Orc approached her with an evil grin. Vesper let a cry of pain and it could be her last cry if Legolas wouldn't turned and swiftly stabbed her foe in the back.
But the sword that fell from the Orc's hand had mind of its own. It almost slid past Vesper, but it shifted a bit and left a long cut on her abdomen. She suddenly felt warmth and stinging feeling. There were Men's voices all over the dark corridors and they were left alone in the cell with the bodies of slain Orcs.
"We should go out of this dreadful place," Legolas said to her. He hadn't seen that she was wounded. "Yes, but just give me a moment to rest," Vesper asked him, because she felt so tired. She couldn't manage even a single step further.
"I will carry you," the Elf declared and lifted her before she could protest and they followed their rescuer and finally stumbled into the sun light.
He seated Vesper by the wall. "Let me see your wound," Legolas asked Vesper. He felt her shirt soaked with warm blood as he was carrying her outside. She lifted her shirt a bit and took a look at her cut. "Not a life-threading I dare say," she said as in disappointment. Legolas sent her a sharp look. She didn't know that elvish looks can get sharp. "It was meant as a joke. Does your race not know what a joke is?" she murmured. "We appreciate joke when there is an amusing one," he remained serious but there was a hint of anger in his voice.
"I am not immortal, sooner or later I will be gone for good. Rather by blade than by plague or something equal painful that your race does not know," her wound was stinging and Vesper felt miserable and she was waxed too. Why didn't she dodge when that Orc swung his blade? Why did she fight in the first and didn't let them finish her? It wasn't like she had something to live for. Her beloved ones were dead. She should be too. Well, she was obliged to help Legolas. And she hated Sauron's minions. Orcs and Men. "So try and make it later," was Legolas only answer when he gave her some substance to heal her wound. She spread some mint-scanted mixture over her cut and it hurt too much. She didn't want Elf to see her pain. "I can feel you are in great pain, so would you be so kind and allow me to bandage this *petty* wound of yours. Because we have to ride from here and it will reopen. You can bleed another day." "As you say," Vesper obeyed him. After all, he saved her. The thing that she didn't want to be saved was another topic.
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While the Fellowship was reunited in Gondor and all were overjoyed, Legolas felt happiness all around him but his inner voice kept on whispering strange words to him. "Ocean, woods and rivers why do we have to leave them? Why Men? They are to destroy Arda, there shall always be one of Men to obey dark force like Sauron. The bad seed they are. To destroy the Men not only Sauron would be a rescue for Arda." The Elf tried to shove the words aside but they were settled in his heart for good. "Oh yes, today they are indeed happy and they will have peace for some years. But soon there will be a great war for power. Middle earth will be destroyed without the help of the Elves. Remember! Men have Sauron's craving for absolute power. There is greed in every human heart."
Aragorn saw that something was troubling his friend. But he was overwhelmed by his own happiness and he also didn't want to cause more uneasiness to his fair friend. It could be the departure from Grey Haven or ocean calling him. But other Elves didn't seem so gloomy to him.
Vesper stayed at the Houses of Healing to recover and then return to the East. She had decided to leave as soon as she could ride. Her plan was to return to her beloved woods and wait to meet her end there. Her memories brought her nothing but pain and she was useless to the Men in the time of peace. Vesper wasn't able to rejoice and to simply forget all the suffering and torture, earth that was soaked with blood and start a new life. The shadows of her family were still by her side. Her only wish was to be reunited with them, no matter where.
Back in Minas Tirith Legolas was left alone in the silent White Tower when others were still celebrating. He was wandering around the great building and was passing through many corridors and doors. There Legolas found a secret room with narrow windows under the summit of the Tower. He gazed around the chamber and noticed the stone. He immediately knew what was this stone - he had discovered one of the palantirs. He slowly proceeded to the Anarion. It was glimmering in the twilight and inviting him to take a look. Legolas stood still for a moment but then he touched the palantir and felt its smooth surface. None was supposed to use that stone again, but he didn't bother to resist this temptation. He needed some answers and maybe this was the last opportunity for him to find out the truth. Are Men on their way to destroy Arda? At first nothing happened, then there was mist, but soon he could distinguish the shapes in the stone. Fire, unbearable heat, screaming and terrified people, metal smell of blood and fear and hatred. Legolas felt the suffer that overwhelmed his body, he felt his head burning and his blood boiling in his veins.
"So this is why Elves were dying for? Is this the noble human race Haldir had risked his life for? Peace while Aragorn is the great king but what after his end? Total destruction! Sauron has already won - the Middle earth is to be destroyed sooner or later. By the Men that we Elves were bleeding for." Legolas thought that something was tearing his flesh from his bones, he could not resist the blackness that menaced to devour him. While hanging on at the last pieces of his sanity Legolas heard the voice again.
"You had been chosen to make a difference. Do you love Middle earth? If yes then prove it! Start with your assignment today, be not delayed. Men should left the Middle earth. Only Elves can preserve the Middle earth. Do whatever you need to do."
After the Elf recollected his strengths he left the room and with determinate steps he was following the path was destined for him before the time.
**************************************************************** I know some people think that the Elves cannot be evil. Well in Silmarillion they were - just recall Fëanor and the battle for the ships. Elf killing Elf. But I want to explore what would Legolas do for his people. And in my opinion - Men should leave Middle earth not the Elves.
Strange Words I Hear
"Vesper is your end," strange words were echoing in the Elf's mind. He should be overjoyed because they won but dark thoughts captured his heart.
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Suddenly a company of Orcs attacked them. Legolas grabbed some sword and killed the first attacker that aimed to murder Vesper. She had finally recollected all of her strengths and climbed on her feet. Vesper noticed the blade that belonged to the slain Orc and wrapped her fingers around it. She tried to help the Elf in his attempt to defend themselves while waiting for their rescue. Sauran was destroyed but his minions were still running around and menacing them.
Vesper managed to cause some problems to their foes and she even hurt some Orcs, but she was still too weak to be an equal fighter to them. There came a stout muscular Orc with dark blade. He swung his sword and Vesper raised her blade to stop his strike but her arms couldn't persist any longer and the blow of his sword sent her to the stone wall. She felt all of her bones protesting as she hit the wall. That Orc approached her with an evil grin. Vesper let a cry of pain and it could be her last cry if Legolas wouldn't turned and swiftly stabbed her foe in the back.
But the sword that fell from the Orc's hand had mind of its own. It almost slid past Vesper, but it shifted a bit and left a long cut on her abdomen. She suddenly felt warmth and stinging feeling. There were Men's voices all over the dark corridors and they were left alone in the cell with the bodies of slain Orcs.
"We should go out of this dreadful place," Legolas said to her. He hadn't seen that she was wounded. "Yes, but just give me a moment to rest," Vesper asked him, because she felt so tired. She couldn't manage even a single step further.
"I will carry you," the Elf declared and lifted her before she could protest and they followed their rescuer and finally stumbled into the sun light.
He seated Vesper by the wall. "Let me see your wound," Legolas asked Vesper. He felt her shirt soaked with warm blood as he was carrying her outside. She lifted her shirt a bit and took a look at her cut. "Not a life-threading I dare say," she said as in disappointment. Legolas sent her a sharp look. She didn't know that elvish looks can get sharp. "It was meant as a joke. Does your race not know what a joke is?" she murmured. "We appreciate joke when there is an amusing one," he remained serious but there was a hint of anger in his voice.
"I am not immortal, sooner or later I will be gone for good. Rather by blade than by plague or something equal painful that your race does not know," her wound was stinging and Vesper felt miserable and she was waxed too. Why didn't she dodge when that Orc swung his blade? Why did she fight in the first and didn't let them finish her? It wasn't like she had something to live for. Her beloved ones were dead. She should be too. Well, she was obliged to help Legolas. And she hated Sauron's minions. Orcs and Men. "So try and make it later," was Legolas only answer when he gave her some substance to heal her wound. She spread some mint-scanted mixture over her cut and it hurt too much. She didn't want Elf to see her pain. "I can feel you are in great pain, so would you be so kind and allow me to bandage this *petty* wound of yours. Because we have to ride from here and it will reopen. You can bleed another day." "As you say," Vesper obeyed him. After all, he saved her. The thing that she didn't want to be saved was another topic.
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While the Fellowship was reunited in Gondor and all were overjoyed, Legolas felt happiness all around him but his inner voice kept on whispering strange words to him. "Ocean, woods and rivers why do we have to leave them? Why Men? They are to destroy Arda, there shall always be one of Men to obey dark force like Sauron. The bad seed they are. To destroy the Men not only Sauron would be a rescue for Arda." The Elf tried to shove the words aside but they were settled in his heart for good. "Oh yes, today they are indeed happy and they will have peace for some years. But soon there will be a great war for power. Middle earth will be destroyed without the help of the Elves. Remember! Men have Sauron's craving for absolute power. There is greed in every human heart."
Aragorn saw that something was troubling his friend. But he was overwhelmed by his own happiness and he also didn't want to cause more uneasiness to his fair friend. It could be the departure from Grey Haven or ocean calling him. But other Elves didn't seem so gloomy to him.
Vesper stayed at the Houses of Healing to recover and then return to the East. She had decided to leave as soon as she could ride. Her plan was to return to her beloved woods and wait to meet her end there. Her memories brought her nothing but pain and she was useless to the Men in the time of peace. Vesper wasn't able to rejoice and to simply forget all the suffering and torture, earth that was soaked with blood and start a new life. The shadows of her family were still by her side. Her only wish was to be reunited with them, no matter where.
Back in Minas Tirith Legolas was left alone in the silent White Tower when others were still celebrating. He was wandering around the great building and was passing through many corridors and doors. There Legolas found a secret room with narrow windows under the summit of the Tower. He gazed around the chamber and noticed the stone. He immediately knew what was this stone - he had discovered one of the palantirs. He slowly proceeded to the Anarion. It was glimmering in the twilight and inviting him to take a look. Legolas stood still for a moment but then he touched the palantir and felt its smooth surface. None was supposed to use that stone again, but he didn't bother to resist this temptation. He needed some answers and maybe this was the last opportunity for him to find out the truth. Are Men on their way to destroy Arda? At first nothing happened, then there was mist, but soon he could distinguish the shapes in the stone. Fire, unbearable heat, screaming and terrified people, metal smell of blood and fear and hatred. Legolas felt the suffer that overwhelmed his body, he felt his head burning and his blood boiling in his veins.
"So this is why Elves were dying for? Is this the noble human race Haldir had risked his life for? Peace while Aragorn is the great king but what after his end? Total destruction! Sauron has already won - the Middle earth is to be destroyed sooner or later. By the Men that we Elves were bleeding for." Legolas thought that something was tearing his flesh from his bones, he could not resist the blackness that menaced to devour him. While hanging on at the last pieces of his sanity Legolas heard the voice again.
"You had been chosen to make a difference. Do you love Middle earth? If yes then prove it! Start with your assignment today, be not delayed. Men should left the Middle earth. Only Elves can preserve the Middle earth. Do whatever you need to do."
After the Elf recollected his strengths he left the room and with determinate steps he was following the path was destined for him before the time.
**************************************************************** I know some people think that the Elves cannot be evil. Well in Silmarillion they were - just recall Fëanor and the battle for the ships. Elf killing Elf. But I want to explore what would Legolas do for his people. And in my opinion - Men should leave Middle earth not the Elves.