Hi! I'm back! This is much later than I thought it would be, but I really
had no choice. Had a great holiday though. Feel sorry to be back in boring
old S'pore. I'm ready to write now, got a few good ideas in Japan.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the LOTR characters.
THE ROYAL STABLES: CHAPTER 3
Lightning's first months passed quickly for everyone. The foal grew more independent by the days, yet he was far from ready to leave his mother for long. But he was so curious! As Niki watched him sniff at the great doors of the stables, she could not help but wonder if his curiosity would get him into trouble one day. One could not consider anything safe during those bad times that Mirkwood was having.
Orcs had been attacking various places on the outskirts of the city. They appeared, burnt a few houses, took elves prisoners and disappeared before help could arrive. It did not seem like the kind of attacks the orcs could think of carrying out. Yet who controlled the creatures was unknown.
The Prince of Mirkwood was frustrated. They could find no pattern to the attacks. For the past few weeks many a great number of elves had disappeared. Tracks left by the orcs were scare, and disappeared totally after a while. And yet another report of an attack had come in.
He had traveled out to the remote village. It was unrecognizable as a home at all. The trees were still burning and the sky was dark with smoke.
They had found a trail, but followed it halfheartedly for it seemed just as light as all the others. Sure enough, the tracks had completely gone. After combing the area to no avail, the party left.
Legolas was walking at the back, and so when he heard a slight rustle of leaves a distance away, the others did not notice. Nor did they notice that he had disappeared into the foliage to search for the source.
The silent elf crept a distance away from the orcs' trail. He stumbled onto a stream that was unusually silent, running like quicksilver around boulders and trees in its way. After following it for a while, he noticed that it was gently growing larger.
In an hour, he had arrived at a vast lake that he had never seen before. It was as still as a mirror, reflecting the crescent moon above. It was so still that when Legolas crouched to reach the water, he felt as though it should have been solid. It wasn't though, and when his fingers touched the surface, ripples spread throughout the lake. Soon the whole lake was covered in circles.
When the water finally calmed, the prince scanned the forest around him. As his trained eyes checked every tree, he could have sworn he saw something silvery-white in the darkness.
He walked around the lake to the place where he had seen it. The silence was unnerving; it was even loud in a way. He felt someone watching him, and turned sharply. He found nothing. He turned back round and what he saw there made him gasp so loudly that the sound seemed to tear through the clearing.
A great white stallion was standing there, his head poised defiantly. His coat was so white that it illuminated the ground below him. Yet he did not seem real, but almost translucent, as though seen through a veil of fog. He stood there, godlike, staring at the elf.
Legolas was rooted to the ground in awe and fear. The horse cocked his magnificent head lightly, as if taking him in. Then, as though he had made up his mind, he reared up and neighed a cry that seemed close yet leagues away and galloped full speed at the prince.
Unable to move, the Prince braced himself for the shock of the great stallion crashing into him. He watched as the horse was practically above him, yet the shock did not come. The spirit seemed to turn to silvery mist right before legolas's eyes.
He stumbled back to the shore of the lake. He felt so dizzy, so confuse, so strange. He felt like sinking into a deep, dark pool. He could not breathe. It got worse and worse until he fell right into the lake.
Deathly silence, even quieter than before, engulfed him. He was chilled to the bone; he heard a whisper in the depths, like a ghost's voice.
*~Arrow has returned~*
Then all went black.
END OF CHAPTER 3
I'll get the next chapter up soon, 'cos I know what to write and school has been suspended until the 6th because of some fatal illness (SARS) Thanks to all everyone who reviewed and read!
-Chaveline.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the LOTR characters.
THE ROYAL STABLES: CHAPTER 3
Lightning's first months passed quickly for everyone. The foal grew more independent by the days, yet he was far from ready to leave his mother for long. But he was so curious! As Niki watched him sniff at the great doors of the stables, she could not help but wonder if his curiosity would get him into trouble one day. One could not consider anything safe during those bad times that Mirkwood was having.
Orcs had been attacking various places on the outskirts of the city. They appeared, burnt a few houses, took elves prisoners and disappeared before help could arrive. It did not seem like the kind of attacks the orcs could think of carrying out. Yet who controlled the creatures was unknown.
The Prince of Mirkwood was frustrated. They could find no pattern to the attacks. For the past few weeks many a great number of elves had disappeared. Tracks left by the orcs were scare, and disappeared totally after a while. And yet another report of an attack had come in.
He had traveled out to the remote village. It was unrecognizable as a home at all. The trees were still burning and the sky was dark with smoke.
They had found a trail, but followed it halfheartedly for it seemed just as light as all the others. Sure enough, the tracks had completely gone. After combing the area to no avail, the party left.
Legolas was walking at the back, and so when he heard a slight rustle of leaves a distance away, the others did not notice. Nor did they notice that he had disappeared into the foliage to search for the source.
The silent elf crept a distance away from the orcs' trail. He stumbled onto a stream that was unusually silent, running like quicksilver around boulders and trees in its way. After following it for a while, he noticed that it was gently growing larger.
In an hour, he had arrived at a vast lake that he had never seen before. It was as still as a mirror, reflecting the crescent moon above. It was so still that when Legolas crouched to reach the water, he felt as though it should have been solid. It wasn't though, and when his fingers touched the surface, ripples spread throughout the lake. Soon the whole lake was covered in circles.
When the water finally calmed, the prince scanned the forest around him. As his trained eyes checked every tree, he could have sworn he saw something silvery-white in the darkness.
He walked around the lake to the place where he had seen it. The silence was unnerving; it was even loud in a way. He felt someone watching him, and turned sharply. He found nothing. He turned back round and what he saw there made him gasp so loudly that the sound seemed to tear through the clearing.
A great white stallion was standing there, his head poised defiantly. His coat was so white that it illuminated the ground below him. Yet he did not seem real, but almost translucent, as though seen through a veil of fog. He stood there, godlike, staring at the elf.
Legolas was rooted to the ground in awe and fear. The horse cocked his magnificent head lightly, as if taking him in. Then, as though he had made up his mind, he reared up and neighed a cry that seemed close yet leagues away and galloped full speed at the prince.
Unable to move, the Prince braced himself for the shock of the great stallion crashing into him. He watched as the horse was practically above him, yet the shock did not come. The spirit seemed to turn to silvery mist right before legolas's eyes.
He stumbled back to the shore of the lake. He felt so dizzy, so confuse, so strange. He felt like sinking into a deep, dark pool. He could not breathe. It got worse and worse until he fell right into the lake.
Deathly silence, even quieter than before, engulfed him. He was chilled to the bone; he heard a whisper in the depths, like a ghost's voice.
*~Arrow has returned~*
Then all went black.
END OF CHAPTER 3
I'll get the next chapter up soon, 'cos I know what to write and school has been suspended until the 6th because of some fatal illness (SARS) Thanks to all everyone who reviewed and read!
-Chaveline.
