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Disclaimer: LOTR characters and settings are not mine, did you think they were? However, this story and all new characters are mine! So, NO COPYING ANY OF MY IDEAS!
Ithilwen!
Celebfindel led Legolas back towards the direction of Thranduil's halls, but before they reached it, Celebfindel suddenly raised his arm in front of the prince, stopping Legolas. He pointed a slender finger between two trees.
"Go see," he whispered with tears in his voice.
Legolas tensely walked toward the direction in which his soldier pointed at. He soon found himself standing in a small thicket. Suddenly, the full silver moon passed its light through the leaves, illuminating several lifeless figures sprawled on the carpet of leaves. In the silver light, he could see all were grotesque and deformed, obviously orcs. But then, his eyes spotted a golden-headed one.
Her silver-blond hair lay spread-eagled across the carpet of leaves, her knife lay broken under her and her once porcelain face was now bloodied and maimed.
"Ithilwen!" Legolas breathed as he dropped to his knees besides her. "Ithilwen!"
Was this his sister, this scratched and lifeless body? Could this possibly be her, the once beautiful and carefree maiden that had laughed at and with him? Could this be her, the high, royal princess, the only princess of Mirkwood? How could she be here, now, dead?
"Celebfindel," he said faintly. "Celebfindel, how did my sister get to be here, to be this way?"
"She must have followed you, my prince, when you came at our biding," was the low answer.
"And she encountered these arcs," he finished.
Celebfindel nodded sorrowfully. "What will the King say?"
"What can he say? My sister is- was his only daughter, and I have killed her."
"You did not kill her!" Celebfindel protested.
"I should have watched over her with more caution," he cried. "And not only have I harmed my sister, I've lost the prisoner that Estel and Mithrandir were good enough to trust us with. What can he say?"
"Do not blame yourself!" comforted Celebfindel.
"O Illuvatar!" cried Legolas to the heavens. "Ai Elbereth, Gilthoniel! Why? Why did I murder my sister? Why did I destroy the trust between Mirkwood, Estel, and Mithrandir? I don't deserve this life, take it from me!" He collapsed on the body of his sister.
Opinion? Please review (flames are welcomed) or email me at silwenaudomiel@yahoo.com!
Disclaimer: LOTR characters and settings are not mine, did you think they were? However, this story and all new characters are mine! So, NO COPYING ANY OF MY IDEAS!
Ithilwen!
Celebfindel led Legolas back towards the direction of Thranduil's halls, but before they reached it, Celebfindel suddenly raised his arm in front of the prince, stopping Legolas. He pointed a slender finger between two trees.
"Go see," he whispered with tears in his voice.
Legolas tensely walked toward the direction in which his soldier pointed at. He soon found himself standing in a small thicket. Suddenly, the full silver moon passed its light through the leaves, illuminating several lifeless figures sprawled on the carpet of leaves. In the silver light, he could see all were grotesque and deformed, obviously orcs. But then, his eyes spotted a golden-headed one.
Her silver-blond hair lay spread-eagled across the carpet of leaves, her knife lay broken under her and her once porcelain face was now bloodied and maimed.
"Ithilwen!" Legolas breathed as he dropped to his knees besides her. "Ithilwen!"
Was this his sister, this scratched and lifeless body? Could this possibly be her, the once beautiful and carefree maiden that had laughed at and with him? Could this be her, the high, royal princess, the only princess of Mirkwood? How could she be here, now, dead?
"Celebfindel," he said faintly. "Celebfindel, how did my sister get to be here, to be this way?"
"She must have followed you, my prince, when you came at our biding," was the low answer.
"And she encountered these arcs," he finished.
Celebfindel nodded sorrowfully. "What will the King say?"
"What can he say? My sister is- was his only daughter, and I have killed her."
"You did not kill her!" Celebfindel protested.
"I should have watched over her with more caution," he cried. "And not only have I harmed my sister, I've lost the prisoner that Estel and Mithrandir were good enough to trust us with. What can he say?"
"Do not blame yourself!" comforted Celebfindel.
"O Illuvatar!" cried Legolas to the heavens. "Ai Elbereth, Gilthoniel! Why? Why did I murder my sister? Why did I destroy the trust between Mirkwood, Estel, and Mithrandir? I don't deserve this life, take it from me!" He collapsed on the body of his sister.
Opinion? Please review (flames are welcomed) or email me at silwenaudomiel@yahoo.com!
