Sorry I haven't been able to update as much lately- I was writing chapters in math class but then I left the notebook at school, like the dumb@$$ I am. _
So I've got two chapters for y'all now- you CAN really use math in real life!
I've noticed some symbolism in this chapter as I wrote it (when I write I don't really think about what I'm writing, go figure). Did anyone here see Black Hawk Down? You didn't? Did you know that ORLANDO BLOOM was in it??? Betcha you're gonna go see it now.
Anyway, back to symbolism- when the guy is wiping the pool of blood off the floor, did anyone see how it just go worse??? That's just like the whole da/\/\n movie.
~Chapter Six
The Orcs were coming. I could feel it. The soldiers tensed and became silent. Children whimpered and his behind their mothers skirts. Small boys made swords out of wood before they were issued real weapons. Teenage girls held their heads high, holding back tears, preparing to send their loved ones off to battle
I searched all over the fortress for Legolas. I had no trouble finding Théodred- he was at my side whenever he could be, which wasn't that often. It was these silent moments when I was alone that I searched for Legolas.
I climbed the stairs to the top of the first wall, passing a burly blonde guard that I recognized back from Meduseld. He gave me a brisk not to pass, but is eyes followed me back up the stairs.
The top of the fortress was bustling and noisy in comparison to the quiet Hornburg. A sentry caught sight of me and marched over.
"This is no place for a woman," he growled. His sword glinted in the sunlight. I challenged his gaze.
"I needed some fresh air," I said calmly. He caught sight of my pointed ears and gulped nervously, I smiled mysteriously at him and stared at him, for I had the eyes of my mother Galadriel.
"Your that girl from the Wood," he said fearfully.
"Isn't it obvious?" I said, laughing with incredulity.
"You know not to whom you speak, soldier," a third voice said from behind my right shoulder. "This is Lady Niphredil of the Golden Wood." It was Legolas.
I breathed in. I could feel his breath on my neck, stirring my hair from my shoulders. The sentry turned away and looked stonily at me from his post. I whirled around to face the Mirkwood prince. I found myself uncomfortably close to him as I turned.
"What are you doing here, Niphredil?" he asked wearily.
"I needed to get out of that fortress," I said. "Everyone's so frightened."
"Are you frightened?" he asked, his voice betraying no emotion. I looked into his eyes and tried to find feeling inside, having traces of my mothers gift in my heart. Mostly I saw hurt and blame fighting to break through his calm, happy front. He did not try to block me and I was overcome with the urge to wrap my arms around him and be able to console him, but at the same time I knew I must not.
"Yes," I whispered, "very frightened."
There was a pause, and the noise from around us somewhat filled the void in our hearts. Slowly we moved closer and I wrapped my arms around his neck. His hands pressed into the small of my back. I cried silently into his hair, but soon the tears stopped and I rested my head on his shoulder staring over the wall. A shadow gathered in the east and my heart knew it was no rain cloud.
"Niphredil," Legolas said sorrowfully. I savored the sound of my name on his voice. "Why didn't you wait for me?"
I had not expected that question. "The heart is a confusing thing," I murmured. "I would give my life for Théodred- as I would for you."
Legolas tucked my hair behind my ear and smiled softly, as if we had come to an understanding between his heart and mine.
He left without a word, but met my eyes once more as he began to descend the stairs. My hair blew back into my eyes as I watched him. He was the picture of Elvenkind, a perfect portrait.
I sighed as I slowly went down the other steps back towards the Hornburg. The air became stale as I continued down. The stench of many bodies made my mouth dry and eyes water as I continued. My mind wandered back to Legolas. The scars of our parting would never pass.
~
The sun fell from the sky and the stars winked on slowly, I heard the door open from where I sat by the windowsill. I turned- it was Théodred.
I embraced him slowly.
Quietly the stars died and faded in the sky, hailing the approaching dawn. I watched the sky wash with color, as I lay awake in Théodred's arm against his bare chest.
A million thoughts crumbed and fell into the deep abyss that was my heart.
