The Lord of the Rings
Dream of a Madman
Disclaimer: I own nothing .. So yeah . nothing . yet.
Note: I apologize if this chapter is bad or too late, and I apologize if the last chapter was bad.
Celeborn walked up to Gandalf's room.
"Gandalf, come on! You can't stay locked up there forever!" No response. He knocked on the door. Still. no response. Celeborn began to get very irritated, an uncommon occurrence amongst elves. He attempted to open the door and, to his surprise, it wasn't locked! Peering into the room, he saw that Gandalf was apparently sleeping on his bed. Celeborn quickly realized that Gandalf wasn't sleeping, for he had his eyes wide open, staring into nothingness.
"Gandalf? Gandalf, wake up." Celeborn said, now worried. "Wake up, Celeborn? It is impossible to awaken from this nightmare! It goes on and on, continual fear! This is his dream, but it is a nightmare! Nightmare, nightmare, nightmare!" Gandalf screamed. Suddenly, he flung himself at Celeborn, scratching at his throat, screaming the words, "Wake up! Wake up!" As if suddenly realizing what he was doing, Gandalf jumped away to the corner sobbing.
Galadriel said to Celeborn upon his return, "How fares Gandalf?"
"Not well. His mind is nearly overwhelmed by madness." Celeborn said, showing Galadriel the marks on his neck. "Oh dear." was all she could say. A laugh interrupted their conversation. The sick laugh of one who has gone completely insane. The two looked up to see an elf clinging to the window. You could hardly call him an elf. His hair was dirty and disheveled. He had bags under his eyes from no sleep. The eyes burned with all-consuming dark insanity.
"Who are you? What do you want?" Celeborn said. The crazed elf laughed and leaped nearer to him. "Heh heh. What do I want, hmm? I want you to. wake up!" The effect upon Celeborn was instantaneous. He stood, wide-eyed, staring at the elf, and suddenly he collapsed, shivering, on the ground. Galadriel screamed, "No!" The elf merely laughed and started to her. Suddenly, as if hearing some distant cry, the elf looked out the window, and leaped away.
Gandalf lay on the ground. He heard a noise. "Saruman? Saruman, I apologize, I can't seem to get this spell right!" he said. "Delusional, hmm? Heh heh. Soon now. Soon."
"Delusional? What are you talking about Saruman?" Gandalf suddenly came out of his delusion. He quickly spotted the elf standing at the window.
"No, No, please." Gandalf whimpered as he backed into a corner. "Soon, no more fear soon, soon, soon." The mad elf repeated. Gandalf was falling into darkness. He was alone, cold, falling. It is now, now the end of the fall rushes up to meet me, he thought. Then, through the darkness, came a light! The pure light of good, piercing the darkness as well as any sword. The pure, complete, light that shines through! The light! It was so beautiful Gandalf could not begin to describe it. His wits came to him, and in a flurry of sudden magic, the elf was flung back.
"You are far from my defeat!" The elf snarled, as he flung himself out the window. "Your madness may be a nightmare, but I have woken up."
Dream of a Madman
Disclaimer: I own nothing .. So yeah . nothing . yet.
Note: I apologize if this chapter is bad or too late, and I apologize if the last chapter was bad.
Celeborn walked up to Gandalf's room.
"Gandalf, come on! You can't stay locked up there forever!" No response. He knocked on the door. Still. no response. Celeborn began to get very irritated, an uncommon occurrence amongst elves. He attempted to open the door and, to his surprise, it wasn't locked! Peering into the room, he saw that Gandalf was apparently sleeping on his bed. Celeborn quickly realized that Gandalf wasn't sleeping, for he had his eyes wide open, staring into nothingness.
"Gandalf? Gandalf, wake up." Celeborn said, now worried. "Wake up, Celeborn? It is impossible to awaken from this nightmare! It goes on and on, continual fear! This is his dream, but it is a nightmare! Nightmare, nightmare, nightmare!" Gandalf screamed. Suddenly, he flung himself at Celeborn, scratching at his throat, screaming the words, "Wake up! Wake up!" As if suddenly realizing what he was doing, Gandalf jumped away to the corner sobbing.
Galadriel said to Celeborn upon his return, "How fares Gandalf?"
"Not well. His mind is nearly overwhelmed by madness." Celeborn said, showing Galadriel the marks on his neck. "Oh dear." was all she could say. A laugh interrupted their conversation. The sick laugh of one who has gone completely insane. The two looked up to see an elf clinging to the window. You could hardly call him an elf. His hair was dirty and disheveled. He had bags under his eyes from no sleep. The eyes burned with all-consuming dark insanity.
"Who are you? What do you want?" Celeborn said. The crazed elf laughed and leaped nearer to him. "Heh heh. What do I want, hmm? I want you to. wake up!" The effect upon Celeborn was instantaneous. He stood, wide-eyed, staring at the elf, and suddenly he collapsed, shivering, on the ground. Galadriel screamed, "No!" The elf merely laughed and started to her. Suddenly, as if hearing some distant cry, the elf looked out the window, and leaped away.
Gandalf lay on the ground. He heard a noise. "Saruman? Saruman, I apologize, I can't seem to get this spell right!" he said. "Delusional, hmm? Heh heh. Soon now. Soon."
"Delusional? What are you talking about Saruman?" Gandalf suddenly came out of his delusion. He quickly spotted the elf standing at the window.
"No, No, please." Gandalf whimpered as he backed into a corner. "Soon, no more fear soon, soon, soon." The mad elf repeated. Gandalf was falling into darkness. He was alone, cold, falling. It is now, now the end of the fall rushes up to meet me, he thought. Then, through the darkness, came a light! The pure light of good, piercing the darkness as well as any sword. The pure, complete, light that shines through! The light! It was so beautiful Gandalf could not begin to describe it. His wits came to him, and in a flurry of sudden magic, the elf was flung back.
"You are far from my defeat!" The elf snarled, as he flung himself out the window. "Your madness may be a nightmare, but I have woken up."
