RUNES by Pride

Authors Note: Hey. This next Chapter is called Flashback. It is a memory Estel has recalled from his childhood. Hence the title. I sincerly hope you enjoy. I am losing faith in my fiction. Ah, well. I'll keep writing. NO FLAMES. I now present Chapter 8:Flashback of the Story RUNES by Pride.

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      Estel moved through the bright halls of Imladris quietly and quickly. None saw the human 6-year-old creep past. The elves talked and went about their own business. The door was so close.... so close, then-

      " Hey Estel. How stands your health? Are you still the favorite?" A voice hissed into his ear. He flung around. Nilor. His least favorite elf in all of Rivendell.

      Estel drew himself up tall. " Let me be." He turned back towards the door and walked out. That was their cue and he had forgotten. Once outside, no one would see them unless they were looking. Who looked for 4 10-year-olds beating on a 6-year-old?!

      The elven children hit him and kicked him. They chased him over to the river side. He was in much danger of falling in, When a melodius voice spoke.

      " Hey! Let him go! Right now! I will thrash you! Get away from Estel!"  The boys looked up and dropped Estel who hit the ground with a loud thud. " So? Will you not scatter now like the little vermin you are? Be gone! I am reporting you to the Lord and your parents." The elves turned and ran for The halls. The lady scoffed and Estel got a good look at her from his back.

      She was tall and golden-haired. Runes traced her arm. The girl was wrapped in light blue elven fabric that met the gray of her eyes. No shoes. Hair free and not very neat. Knives were hidden in small holes in the leg of her pants.Estel saw the hilts. No wonder she scared the others off. She was tall enough to kill each of them at one time!

      "Estel? If you can hear me, I am Tinumandra. Tinu. Stay with me. I will get you back to your chambers and look over your wounds. You'll be alright with me, Angel. I promise you. Estel nin." He smiled up at her before drifting off. Tinu hugged him and picked him up, carrying him off to his chambers.

      " Tinu?" Estel cried out weakly. A hand patted his arm and he looked to the side of his bed. Tinumandra was sitting there watching him.

      "I am here, child. Tell me, How do you feel? Are you well, young one? She asked softly. He nodded and layed back down, sighing. Tinumandra stood and smiled down at him before walking out.

      Tinumandra was always there for Estel. Estel loved Tinu like a second mother and called her 'Nana' sometimes. She helped him in his weaponry, especially knives. (an: :-P Great. A knife-lover.;))

      Estel crept up the blank halls quietly. It was midnight and it was his 10th birthday. Now this horrible dream had come and pulled him from his sleep. He did not feel quite right, telling Gilraen. So instead, Estel pulled on a tunic and headed down the hall towards Nana Tinu's room. He sighed and pushed the door open.

      Light hit his eyes immeaditley. The moon. Her room was almost empty. Two desks stacked high with books and a bookshelf were along one wall. A empty display case was in one corner. Estel assumed one of her knives belonged in it. That was all. Then a breeze swept through the room and chilled Estel and he noticed the light blue fabric curtain on the wall oppisite the door. Had Tinumandra forgotten to close her window again?

      Estel pulled back the curtain gently. Another breeze hit him. On the balcony was a bed facing away from him, towards the moon. A slight groan came from the bed. Estel crept over and saw Tinu's sleeping body on it. There was a little space between her and the edge of the bed and he sat down at the foot, waiting. In truth, he did not know what he was waiting for.

      " Nana Tinu? Nana? Are you awake?"  Estel whispered. Tinu groaned and lifted her head up, wearily.

      " Estel?! What do you need? Are you alright? Is Gilraen alright?" He shook his head to almost every question. She saw what was bothering him. Tinu sighed. Ah. Estel nodded.

      Tinumandra lay back down and was silent for a long time. Then she patted the bed space next to her and Estel climbed up next to her, so cold from the night air. He sat cross-legged beside her body and looked down at her.

      " I know how to cure you of these dreams. Tell me all about it." Estel told her everything." Then we determine what could reasonalby never happen. Then you can stay here for a while."

      Once Estel and Tinu had discovered that almost everything in his dream could not happen, he layed down next to her. She handed him a smaller, warmer blanket and hugged him, drifting off to sleep. He curled into her warmth and fell asleep too, something he thought he'd never do again.

Authors note: As said before, NO A/Tinu!! Not that perved. Shes 3000!( well, Arwen 246. Ah well) Watching LOTR AGAIN! AAHHHHH! Save me...

I am okay...

 Anyway, Arwen part. g2g.(OMG! this be such a long story/chapter!)