The Woods of Fear and Pain
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Aragorn POV again
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Dawn came, and still I searched for my lost friend. I didn't know why, but my heart kept telling me he was the other way. How could he be, I searched over there! i You didn't search enough in that direction, /i something told me.
"Where is he?" I shouted at the sky, "If you can tell me I didn't search enough, just tell me where he is!" But nothing came. Frustrated, I kicked the ground and turned the other way.
I didn't find him until night had fallen again. I was walking, until I stumbled over a body in the dark. Horrified, I knelt down, trying to see if it was Legolas. The person had an arrow sticking out of its chest, and my heart stopped.
"Legolas, oh please no." I whispered. I felt around for a stick, and finally finding some, I made a small fire and lit the end of the longest one. Bringing it close to the body, I realized that it was not Legolas I had stumbled upon. It was a man, a wild looking man, with filthy hair and ragged clothes.
I pulled the arrow out of his chest, examining it closely. It was one of Legolas's. He must be around here then. Frantically I searched for my elf friend, and soon found him lying not far away.
I gasped in horror. He was unconscious, and looked like he had been beaten brutally. Both of his legs were broken and had several deep cuts, bruises covered his body, it felt as though some ribs had broken, he had two severe burns on his face, and there was a horrible wound on his head. Blood was flowing freely from his body onto the ground.
"By Valar, what did he do to you, Legolas?" I murmured. I had to take him to Rivendell, Elrond would be able to mend him. One thought suddenly struck me. How was I supposed to get him there? Horseback would be too dangerous for him, and I certainly wouldn't be able to carry the elf all the way there.
I suddenly heard shouts. The man's friends, they were looking for him. I had to get Legolas out of here. Quickly, I made a sheet of pine needles and branches, and laid the elf on it. I would have to drag him out of the forest, or at least out of harm's way. The shouts were coming closer.
Grabbing onto the branches I pulled. Legolas, being an elf, was thankfully very light, so the branches slid easily over the ground. We were soon far away from the body of the man, but suddenly I heard angry yells. The man's friends must have found it. My pace quickened. They'll start searching for the killer, wanting revenge. I stopped. Dragging Legolas would do no good. I would have to risk riding on horseback. I whistled loudly, and soon heard pounding hoofs coming closer. The horse stopped at my side, and carefully, I lifted the limp elf onto its back, climbing on behind him.
I urged the horse forward, and we rode through the trees, bouncing slightly with the animal's movement. I prayed it wouldn't be fatal to my friend. With a sudden burst of light, we sped out of the forest. Legolas moaned softly.
"We're almost there, my friend," I whispered, spurring the horse forward. Rivendell slowly came into view over the mountains, and we rode through the gate as the palaces loomed over us. I jumped off the horse, gingerly lifted the elf into my arms, and burst through the door to Elrond's Palace.
Thanks to all who reviewed!
Aragorn POV again
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Dawn came, and still I searched for my lost friend. I didn't know why, but my heart kept telling me he was the other way. How could he be, I searched over there! i You didn't search enough in that direction, /i something told me.
"Where is he?" I shouted at the sky, "If you can tell me I didn't search enough, just tell me where he is!" But nothing came. Frustrated, I kicked the ground and turned the other way.
I didn't find him until night had fallen again. I was walking, until I stumbled over a body in the dark. Horrified, I knelt down, trying to see if it was Legolas. The person had an arrow sticking out of its chest, and my heart stopped.
"Legolas, oh please no." I whispered. I felt around for a stick, and finally finding some, I made a small fire and lit the end of the longest one. Bringing it close to the body, I realized that it was not Legolas I had stumbled upon. It was a man, a wild looking man, with filthy hair and ragged clothes.
I pulled the arrow out of his chest, examining it closely. It was one of Legolas's. He must be around here then. Frantically I searched for my elf friend, and soon found him lying not far away.
I gasped in horror. He was unconscious, and looked like he had been beaten brutally. Both of his legs were broken and had several deep cuts, bruises covered his body, it felt as though some ribs had broken, he had two severe burns on his face, and there was a horrible wound on his head. Blood was flowing freely from his body onto the ground.
"By Valar, what did he do to you, Legolas?" I murmured. I had to take him to Rivendell, Elrond would be able to mend him. One thought suddenly struck me. How was I supposed to get him there? Horseback would be too dangerous for him, and I certainly wouldn't be able to carry the elf all the way there.
I suddenly heard shouts. The man's friends, they were looking for him. I had to get Legolas out of here. Quickly, I made a sheet of pine needles and branches, and laid the elf on it. I would have to drag him out of the forest, or at least out of harm's way. The shouts were coming closer.
Grabbing onto the branches I pulled. Legolas, being an elf, was thankfully very light, so the branches slid easily over the ground. We were soon far away from the body of the man, but suddenly I heard angry yells. The man's friends must have found it. My pace quickened. They'll start searching for the killer, wanting revenge. I stopped. Dragging Legolas would do no good. I would have to risk riding on horseback. I whistled loudly, and soon heard pounding hoofs coming closer. The horse stopped at my side, and carefully, I lifted the limp elf onto its back, climbing on behind him.
I urged the horse forward, and we rode through the trees, bouncing slightly with the animal's movement. I prayed it wouldn't be fatal to my friend. With a sudden burst of light, we sped out of the forest. Legolas moaned softly.
"We're almost there, my friend," I whispered, spurring the horse forward. Rivendell slowly came into view over the mountains, and we rode through the gate as the palaces loomed over us. I jumped off the horse, gingerly lifted the elf into my arms, and burst through the door to Elrond's Palace.
