Hi people! Another chappie!
Chapter 3.
"Free, what the hell are you thinking?!" I asked my twin sister, Phoebe.
"Well, Faith, you *know* my name is Phoebe, and I am being you! You know, like we agreed?" Phoebe replied.
"No, like YOU agreed." I said, rattling my chains.
I was chained to the wall in a closet in Phoebe's room. (Well, it was mine too.) It was very uncomfortable.
"If you want to be fed, I wouldn't do anything. Legolas will be here soon, and he can't know about this!" Phoebe said, with something that sounded like panic in her voice.
There came a knock on the door. Legolas was standing outside, waiting for he thought would be Faith.
"Faith, are you dressed?" He asked through the door.
"Yes!" Phoebe called back.
"You know, you're not going to get away with this!" Phoebe shut the closet door on my shouts. I kept shouting anyway, in the hope that Legolas would hear.
"He will know! You won't get away with this!" I strained at the chains, but to no avail.
What Phoebe didn't know about me is that before we left England I had been practising Wicca.
I broke the rope around my feet by saying a few words, and kicked the closet door open.
Elrond was just entering the room. He must have jumped a foot and a half. "Are you Faith or are you Phoebe?" He asked.
"I'm Faith. Phoebe locked me in here, can you help me please?" I replied.
"How can I be sure you're Faith?" He asked.
"Look at my eyes." Phoebe had a lighter green eye-colour, and I was hoping the Elrond would know.
"I don't know.." He said putting a damper on my dreams of getting out of there.
~
Meanwhile, Legolas was sitting on the banks of the waterfall, and Phoebe was with him, smiling. He was staring at her, as he had been for the past hour.
"Do you not consider staring as rude?" Phoebe said, finally turning around.
"You look different, somehow.." He replied.
"Well.. it is day, and not night." She said, flustered.
"Yes.. that must be it.
Anyway, I must go, I am meeting Glorfindel for a weapons training. Namarie, mellonamin. {Farewell, my friend.}" He gave her a fleeting kiss on her cheek, and left in the direction of Elrond's room.
~
"Lord Elrond, I must talk with you- where are you?" Legolas burst into Elrond's room, but stopped abruptly.
He could hear screaming. It wasn't a scream one would hear if another was in pain, it was a frustrated scream.
"NO!" He heard it shout. "I'm Faith! Elrond, please help me! No! LEGOLAS!" The last word was screamed.
"Faith." Legolas whispered. Then he started to run.
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What do you think? Sorry about the wait.
Signing out for now
JB.
Chapter 3.
"Free, what the hell are you thinking?!" I asked my twin sister, Phoebe.
"Well, Faith, you *know* my name is Phoebe, and I am being you! You know, like we agreed?" Phoebe replied.
"No, like YOU agreed." I said, rattling my chains.
I was chained to the wall in a closet in Phoebe's room. (Well, it was mine too.) It was very uncomfortable.
"If you want to be fed, I wouldn't do anything. Legolas will be here soon, and he can't know about this!" Phoebe said, with something that sounded like panic in her voice.
There came a knock on the door. Legolas was standing outside, waiting for he thought would be Faith.
"Faith, are you dressed?" He asked through the door.
"Yes!" Phoebe called back.
"You know, you're not going to get away with this!" Phoebe shut the closet door on my shouts. I kept shouting anyway, in the hope that Legolas would hear.
"He will know! You won't get away with this!" I strained at the chains, but to no avail.
What Phoebe didn't know about me is that before we left England I had been practising Wicca.
I broke the rope around my feet by saying a few words, and kicked the closet door open.
Elrond was just entering the room. He must have jumped a foot and a half. "Are you Faith or are you Phoebe?" He asked.
"I'm Faith. Phoebe locked me in here, can you help me please?" I replied.
"How can I be sure you're Faith?" He asked.
"Look at my eyes." Phoebe had a lighter green eye-colour, and I was hoping the Elrond would know.
"I don't know.." He said putting a damper on my dreams of getting out of there.
~
Meanwhile, Legolas was sitting on the banks of the waterfall, and Phoebe was with him, smiling. He was staring at her, as he had been for the past hour.
"Do you not consider staring as rude?" Phoebe said, finally turning around.
"You look different, somehow.." He replied.
"Well.. it is day, and not night." She said, flustered.
"Yes.. that must be it.
Anyway, I must go, I am meeting Glorfindel for a weapons training. Namarie, mellonamin. {Farewell, my friend.}" He gave her a fleeting kiss on her cheek, and left in the direction of Elrond's room.
~
"Lord Elrond, I must talk with you- where are you?" Legolas burst into Elrond's room, but stopped abruptly.
He could hear screaming. It wasn't a scream one would hear if another was in pain, it was a frustrated scream.
"NO!" He heard it shout. "I'm Faith! Elrond, please help me! No! LEGOLAS!" The last word was screamed.
"Faith." Legolas whispered. Then he started to run.
~~
What do you think? Sorry about the wait.
Signing out for now
JB.