Tielyanna nu vilya
Path Under the Sky
BY: Celedir
PG
Drama/Angst
Summary: Gobbledygook about my character and his connection to Arwen. My lovely mother.
*&^&*
Lying warm and contented in his mother's arms. His younger sister, only a babe, sleeping across from him. The young Sindar Elf looked up into the ever-youthful face of the Evenstar of the Elves. He was happy, happy as a little boy could ever be. His father, Prince Legolas stood over them, smiling down proudly at his wife and children.
Suddenly-! Fire! Smoke! Cries for help. Arwen hiding him out of sight, little Calathryien in his arms. They were away from harm, hidden in the safety of the mallorn trees roots. The tree creaked as it closed its roots. The little Elven boy couldn't see his mother or his father.
"Mama! Papa!" he cried, scared.
All was quiet, Calathryien remained sleeping, unaware anything had happened.
"Mama!"
"Mother!"
Celedir bolted upright, face and body soaked with sweat. He was breathing hard, his heart racing as his dream faded to a dim memory.
Something was missing, for many years he had known this. It kept him up at night, knowing that something wasn't there that should have been. He turned to where his sister lay sleeping, Calathryian-Lumondial. His only family. His only ties to the world of the Elves.
Celedir tossed off his blanket restlessly and went for a walk. The forest was quiet, calm, and warm as he looked up at the treetops. The moon peeked over clouds and he could see stars through the gaps of the tree boughs.
"Naneth." he whispered to the night. *&%^%&*
Well? What do you think? Please review, flames will be used to set my neighbors house on fire. (Evil grin)
Path Under the Sky
BY: Celedir
PG
Drama/Angst
Summary: Gobbledygook about my character and his connection to Arwen. My lovely mother.
*&^&*
Lying warm and contented in his mother's arms. His younger sister, only a babe, sleeping across from him. The young Sindar Elf looked up into the ever-youthful face of the Evenstar of the Elves. He was happy, happy as a little boy could ever be. His father, Prince Legolas stood over them, smiling down proudly at his wife and children.
Suddenly-! Fire! Smoke! Cries for help. Arwen hiding him out of sight, little Calathryien in his arms. They were away from harm, hidden in the safety of the mallorn trees roots. The tree creaked as it closed its roots. The little Elven boy couldn't see his mother or his father.
"Mama! Papa!" he cried, scared.
All was quiet, Calathryien remained sleeping, unaware anything had happened.
"Mama!"
"Mother!"
Celedir bolted upright, face and body soaked with sweat. He was breathing hard, his heart racing as his dream faded to a dim memory.
Something was missing, for many years he had known this. It kept him up at night, knowing that something wasn't there that should have been. He turned to where his sister lay sleeping, Calathryian-Lumondial. His only family. His only ties to the world of the Elves.
Celedir tossed off his blanket restlessly and went for a walk. The forest was quiet, calm, and warm as he looked up at the treetops. The moon peeked over clouds and he could see stars through the gaps of the tree boughs.
"Naneth." he whispered to the night. *&%^%&*
Well? What do you think? Please review, flames will be used to set my neighbors house on fire. (Evil grin)