Chapter 22

Dreams. That's what they were. Music too. How he knew these things he wasn't sure. They just came to him.

Everything was quiet save for an unfamiliar song that played inside his mind. He could hear the quiet melody of strings and something deep creating a rhythm.

'I'll be the one...'

A quiet piano was heard. Suddenly a image appeared before him.

A large stone. Two figures. One a small colt. The other... himself.

'I guess you were lost, when I met you'

He watched as his own hand reached out to the foal.

'Still there were tears in your eyes.'

The foal collapsed.

'So out of trust, and I knew'

He saw himself kneel down next to the foal.

'No more then mysteries and lies.'

The vision faded with the sounds of yelling humans.

"The men hurt her." he said to himself.

'There you were, wild and free'

Another vision. He was next to the fire with her in his lap.

'Reaching out like you needed me.'

He was rubbing something in an open wound.

'A helping hand, to make it right'

He wept over the foal's soft neck.

'I am holding all through the night!'

The vision slipped into the distance. The music in his head grew louder.

'I'll be the One!'

Himself grinning, looking down at something.

'Who will make all your sorrows undone.

He saw the foal then, looking back at him.

'I'll be the light!'

They started running together.

'When you feel like there's nowhere to run,'

The sight singled out to the foal, who grew swiftly into a magnificent mare.

'I'll be the One!'

*

He shifted as something soft rubbed against his face. Pain shot up and down his back and his legs were numb. Something warm and sticky was dirtying his hair. Blood.

He forced his eyes open. The air was rank with the smell of smoke and blood. Whether is was his own, he hoped. The bright light made him blink several times. Once he could see clearly, he gazed at the sight before him.

Otrinity stood, tall and strong.

'Are you well?' came her sweet, soft voice. Legolas wanted to say yes, but he knew she would know better.

"No." he groaned. He noticed now that the air was filled with screams of fear and terror. "What happened?"

'A battle has emerged.' she said, nuzzling him again. 'The elves are driving the hunters out of your kingdom.' Legolas tried to nod, but found that he couldn't do so.

The horn of the unicorn was laid on his head. He could barely feel it but his head throbbed at its touch. A sudden, cool tingling flowed from the pillar and down into his body. He felt sudden relief flow into his head and legs. He felt as though he was born anew.

'Will you fight with them?' asked Otrinity, backing away slowly. Legolas looked at his hand after he clutched a fist and let go again. He grinned.

"Try and stop me!"