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Chapter 5
Beneath the Stones
'Estel?' Elladan gripped the human's shoulder and prayed for a response. He could see his back moving up and down in quick breaths. When he lifted his head and let his hands down to his sides Elladan could see his eyes glittering with tears.
'Are you okay?' he choked. Elladan nodded. Estel suddenly embraced him and wept into his shoulder. 'I want to go home.' he sobbed. 'I want to go back to Rivendell.' Elladan patted his back gently.
'It's okay.' he said quietly. 'Don't worry, you're okay.' suddenly, his eyes widened. He had momentarily forgotten about his brother. He looked over the labyrinth of Miniature Mountains. Estel finally pulled away from him. They locked eyes.
'We have to find Elrohir.' he said simply.
The rain and the darkness made the possibility of finding Elladan's brother next to impossible. However, something drove them both towards the goal of finding Elrohir. Estel just wanted to pull him up from the rocks and go back home to Rivendell. Deep down, however, he knew the situation would not turn out that easy. His heart wept in pain for the losses. All the horses were gone and it was possible that Elrohir wouldn't turn up either.
'Over here!' Estel and Elladan both looked at each other. The voice wasn't either of theirs. It had a mystic feminine tone to it that made shivers crawl up and down Estel's back.
'Who's there?' called Elladan.
'Elladan! Estel! Over here!' Estel suddenly bolted over the rocks and followed the voice.
'Where are you?' he called.
'Over here! Hurry! I need your help!' Estel didn't hesitate. He felt no need for caution. He just wanted to get to the source of the voice and find out who it was and if she could help them.
'Estel, wait!' Elladan followed carefully but Estel didn't stop. He rounded the south corner of the gorge and blinked. It was as though lightening had struck something and didn't go out. The person ahead of him was glowing brightly with a natural white aura.
'Come help me!' she cried as thunder cracked like a whip. Estel rushed to her side.
'What's wrong?' he asked. She was pulling hard at a rock but it wouldn't budge.
'Elrohir's under there!' she said through tears that streamed down her pale face. 'We have to get him out!' Estel's eyes widened in shock as he suddenly recognized the wet elf before him.
'Arwen?' Elladan asked in shock as he rounded the corner. 'When did you get here?'
'There's no time for that! Elrohir's trapped!' Elladan didn't waste any time joining Arwen in her desperate attempt to move the rock. It slowly began to rise and Estel heard a moan from beneath. He pressed his shoulder against it and it flipped over.
Arwen cradled her brother's face as he coughed. Most of his body was uncovered except for both his legs just below the knees.
'Oh, Elrohir!' she wept and gently wiped the dust off her brother's face.
'Arwen?' he asked weakly. Estel couldn't see any cut on him or bruise. His tunic was torn at the arms and across the chest. Elladan immediately took off his cloak and tunic. He put his cloak back on and placed the dry tunic over Elrohir's upper torso. He suddenly began to cough again. Estel gently pressed his chest, searching for any outcrops or dents. He couldn't find anything wrong.
'I don't believe it.' he whispered. 'He's okay.' Arwen sobbed over her brother's face and he wiped the tears off.
'Can you please stop Arwen?' he asked. 'In case you haven't noticed, I'm not all out of the ground yet.'
'Oh, shut up Elrohir!' she said. Estel couldn't help but laugh. He couldn't have been happier to see Arwen here and that Elrohir was just fine, even though he had been pinned under a huge boulder.
Elladan came round to his brother's shoulders and sat him up.
'Whoa!' he cried.
'What's wrong?' questioned Elladan. Elrohir shook his head. Estel could see beads of sweat mingling with the rain.
'N-nothing.' he said. 'You can pull me out now.' Estel saw his hands trembling. There were no goose bumps on his skin and he didn't seem to be as wet as the rest of them. Elladan started pulling Elrohir out of the ground. Just as the gravel around his legs shifted he let out a curdling scream that made Arwen cover her mouth. 'Stop! Stop!' he begged. 'Ai! Don't pull! Don't pull!' Elrohir's trembling intensified and the sweat began to pour down his temple.
'What's wrong?' asked Arwen. Estel looked at Elrohir's panicky eyes and back down to where he was buried. Very slowly and very carefully, he began to dig. Arwen tried to see what he was doing as Elladan gently laid down his brother once more.
Estel had reached down to Elrohir's calf when bright red blood began to stain the rocks. When Elrohir gave out another yell he had found the problem. Arwen screamed and Elladan gasped. They all stared at the calf as Estel gently lifted it from the gravel.
A shard of tree branch about an inch thick had been pierced through Elrohir's calf. The sharp tip protruded from one side while the butt of the heartwood stuck out the other. Estel felt his heart race.
'What's wrong?' asked Elrohir. Estel simply stared.
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When will the cliffies end? Not for a (long) while with this story! hee hee hee!
Chapter 5
Beneath the Stones
'Estel?' Elladan gripped the human's shoulder and prayed for a response. He could see his back moving up and down in quick breaths. When he lifted his head and let his hands down to his sides Elladan could see his eyes glittering with tears.
'Are you okay?' he choked. Elladan nodded. Estel suddenly embraced him and wept into his shoulder. 'I want to go home.' he sobbed. 'I want to go back to Rivendell.' Elladan patted his back gently.
'It's okay.' he said quietly. 'Don't worry, you're okay.' suddenly, his eyes widened. He had momentarily forgotten about his brother. He looked over the labyrinth of Miniature Mountains. Estel finally pulled away from him. They locked eyes.
'We have to find Elrohir.' he said simply.
The rain and the darkness made the possibility of finding Elladan's brother next to impossible. However, something drove them both towards the goal of finding Elrohir. Estel just wanted to pull him up from the rocks and go back home to Rivendell. Deep down, however, he knew the situation would not turn out that easy. His heart wept in pain for the losses. All the horses were gone and it was possible that Elrohir wouldn't turn up either.
'Over here!' Estel and Elladan both looked at each other. The voice wasn't either of theirs. It had a mystic feminine tone to it that made shivers crawl up and down Estel's back.
'Who's there?' called Elladan.
'Elladan! Estel! Over here!' Estel suddenly bolted over the rocks and followed the voice.
'Where are you?' he called.
'Over here! Hurry! I need your help!' Estel didn't hesitate. He felt no need for caution. He just wanted to get to the source of the voice and find out who it was and if she could help them.
'Estel, wait!' Elladan followed carefully but Estel didn't stop. He rounded the south corner of the gorge and blinked. It was as though lightening had struck something and didn't go out. The person ahead of him was glowing brightly with a natural white aura.
'Come help me!' she cried as thunder cracked like a whip. Estel rushed to her side.
'What's wrong?' he asked. She was pulling hard at a rock but it wouldn't budge.
'Elrohir's under there!' she said through tears that streamed down her pale face. 'We have to get him out!' Estel's eyes widened in shock as he suddenly recognized the wet elf before him.
'Arwen?' Elladan asked in shock as he rounded the corner. 'When did you get here?'
'There's no time for that! Elrohir's trapped!' Elladan didn't waste any time joining Arwen in her desperate attempt to move the rock. It slowly began to rise and Estel heard a moan from beneath. He pressed his shoulder against it and it flipped over.
Arwen cradled her brother's face as he coughed. Most of his body was uncovered except for both his legs just below the knees.
'Oh, Elrohir!' she wept and gently wiped the dust off her brother's face.
'Arwen?' he asked weakly. Estel couldn't see any cut on him or bruise. His tunic was torn at the arms and across the chest. Elladan immediately took off his cloak and tunic. He put his cloak back on and placed the dry tunic over Elrohir's upper torso. He suddenly began to cough again. Estel gently pressed his chest, searching for any outcrops or dents. He couldn't find anything wrong.
'I don't believe it.' he whispered. 'He's okay.' Arwen sobbed over her brother's face and he wiped the tears off.
'Can you please stop Arwen?' he asked. 'In case you haven't noticed, I'm not all out of the ground yet.'
'Oh, shut up Elrohir!' she said. Estel couldn't help but laugh. He couldn't have been happier to see Arwen here and that Elrohir was just fine, even though he had been pinned under a huge boulder.
Elladan came round to his brother's shoulders and sat him up.
'Whoa!' he cried.
'What's wrong?' questioned Elladan. Elrohir shook his head. Estel could see beads of sweat mingling with the rain.
'N-nothing.' he said. 'You can pull me out now.' Estel saw his hands trembling. There were no goose bumps on his skin and he didn't seem to be as wet as the rest of them. Elladan started pulling Elrohir out of the ground. Just as the gravel around his legs shifted he let out a curdling scream that made Arwen cover her mouth. 'Stop! Stop!' he begged. 'Ai! Don't pull! Don't pull!' Elrohir's trembling intensified and the sweat began to pour down his temple.
'What's wrong?' asked Arwen. Estel looked at Elrohir's panicky eyes and back down to where he was buried. Very slowly and very carefully, he began to dig. Arwen tried to see what he was doing as Elladan gently laid down his brother once more.
Estel had reached down to Elrohir's calf when bright red blood began to stain the rocks. When Elrohir gave out another yell he had found the problem. Arwen screamed and Elladan gasped. They all stared at the calf as Estel gently lifted it from the gravel.
A shard of tree branch about an inch thick had been pierced through Elrohir's calf. The sharp tip protruded from one side while the butt of the heartwood stuck out the other. Estel felt his heart race.
'What's wrong?' asked Elrohir. Estel simply stared.
.
.
When will the cliffies end? Not for a (long) while with this story! hee hee hee!