Legolas's Evenstar
Type : LOTR
Rating : Not rated yet ( I don't know how this will turn out as time goes on )
Summary : Ages have gone by and Legolas is alone with his kind. He wants more.
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"Legolas. Legolas wake up." Came a small and sweet voice.
"Go away. Let me die." Legolas said not moving a muscle save his mouth.
"You fool... We will not let you die and take a world with you! I would live out my life as you if you are so sure to die!" The sweet voice said turning bitter.
"Have you ever loved! How would you know how much it hurt to be denied." Legolas hissed back.
"No, I never loved because I was denied life." The voice said.
Legolas moved his neck for the first time in two day. He held back a painful whine and glared.
There before him was a delicate teen elf. He stared back with bright eyes and silver hair. "You're dead." Legolas stated tonelessly.
"Yes, I am. I was sent by Valar. You aren't doing want we want you to." The boy glared.
Legolas laughed, "By the gods?! It's not like I a have a choice."
The boy frowned, "My friend didn't have a choice. You do. He wanted to do this job so bad. To help his friend, Hewen. Valar wouldn't let him, he said he was too emotionally involved already. I got the job, now he dislikes me. You have a choice, go back and be happy or die."
Legolas laughed, "Yes, that is what you call happiness isn't it? I'd rather die."
The boy growled, "Fine, so be it. Die here but I won't let the Elven race die over one stupid prince."
Legolas growled, "Why does it matter! Our race will die out eventually."
The boy howled in anger, "It's not that you will die, everyone dies! Even the elves! It's called the walking! Lord Elrond is on his finally step then he will walk! To die of grief is a sad death that will weigh on one's soul even after death. Valar wants as many elves to walk as possible and the royal family not dying is the key.
"There is another dead one speaking to Tinaldon trying to get him to see. To understand that relying on a mortal for the answers is foolish!" The boy said now grimacing.
"What are the answers! What do you need to know to walk!" Legolas asked watching the boy curiously. He seemed to grow.
"I can't tell you, I can only tell you there are five. Lord Elrond knows all of them but Valar has a job for him. Then he will Walk. He can not tell you for he himself does not really know all of them. I can tell you one thing... you only know one." The boy said turning away from him.
"Hey! Where are you going?" Legolas said arguing against is protesting muscles.
The boy turned back around. Legolas was covered in chills the boy had come to look like him. "What are you doing?" He glared.
"I told you I will live out your life for you if you don't wish to." The boy shrugged.
Legolas threw a hand full of dirt at him, "Sod off you! I don't care anymore! I hope I die! I hope people see through that mask of yours! I hope that you get found out and that that stupid mortal WENCH dies!"
The boy seemed unfazed as he was pelted by dirt, "Valar tells me someone will teach you the second lesson within hours. Good luck and may you survive. "
"Wait? What do you mean! Come back!" Legolas said trying to give power to his limbs to move. He could not. He lay weeping in the dirt wondering what was coming.
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Oooo.
D-Chan
