Thank you for all your kind reviews. It means so much to Belle Bing and
myself, and it boosts our writing confidence in ourselves. I must admit,
when I wrote the last chapter 'Legolas' I was almost in tears by the end.
But that is the point of that chapter. It was meant to get an emotional
effect and I'm happy that I achieved that. But you will all find out the
meaning why I wanted that particular emotional effect later *Hint Hint*,
Anyway enjoy and please review. And as usual all flames will be used to
cook our dinners.
~*~Urebriviel~*~
Interlude - Maewyn
Maewyn may have lapsed into a coma but she remembered every visitor that came to her bedside and shed tears for her, knowing she could do nothing to reassure them she would be back with them soon. She didn't know that herself.
Why couldn't she just open her eyes? Move her arm? Whisper words of reassurance to her friends just once? That was what she felt the worst about, they all felt in some way responsible for her condition, but she knew it was her own frivolous attitude that put her in this coma.
They were people in which she had grown up with all her long life. They had calmed her when she was angry. They had comforted her when she was upset. They had argued with her when they knew she was being irrational. They had been there for her all her life.
Always. They had always been there.
Estel had come into the healing room so many days ago. Was it days? Was it weeks? Maewyn didn't know. Had she been in this coma, for days, weeks, or was it months? She couldn't tell a day from a minute. It seemed that Estel had just spoken to her, minutes before.
"Mae, I know why you are in a coma, and I know you'll be in it until you have made up your mind, but please don't take too long. The answer is right before you Mae; it hurts to see you like this. You do not deserve it."
What was he talking about? What did he know that she did not?
"Mae, I have heard from Mithrandir, he needs me now, and I have a feeling I may never see you again."
When he had confessed that he had to leave, she had felt like shouting for him not too. But she couldn't, she couldn't move, she couldn't speak. She had lain there, trying to move, to embrace him and beg that he did not leave, but she could not move even a finger. She hoped he didn't mean what he had just said, "I may never see you again." Why had he said that? Of course he would see her again.
"Arwen said she'd always stay by my side, but that is not fair for her. Perhaps you can talk some sense into her when you wake up." Maewyn's heart had almost stopped when she heard Estel confide in her. Maewyn could not remember a time when there had been Estel without Arwen, or vice versa. She would most definitely not convince Arwen to forget Estel.
"Make your choice soon Mae, your heart knows what is right." Maewyn was confused. If her heart did indeed know what she desired, why was she still comatose, unable to do anything for anyone?
Why couldn't she wake up?
It was frustrating, lying here when she could have been doing many other more important tasks. Instead, she had struggled in the endless black abyss, but it achieved absolutely nothing.
But when she had next awoken, Arwen was in the room. She wanted to stop Arwen when she too said she was leaving. But once again she couldn't.
"I am sorry I was not there for you, and I am sorry that Estel and I put more of a burden on you with our games. But no matter how sorry I am, the fact still remains, you have a choice to make."
What was it with Arwen and Estel? Both spoke in riddles that made no sense to her. Why was Arwen apologising when it wasn't her fault? Why was Arwen acting like this was their final goodbye?
Maewyn lay listening to Arwen as she spoke in confusing puzzles.
"He needs you Maewyn. He is blaming this on himself. He needs you Maewyn, please. Wake up before it is too late."
Who was he? Was it Haldir or was it Legolas?
It could have been Haldir. Haldir had seemed the type of person that would blame this on himself. He was kind and friendly as well as a huge tease. But that was the way she liked him. He was special and he seemed to be the type to care so much as to blame this on himself.
But what if it was Legolas?
Legolas would jump to a conclusion such as this. He was a fool when he wanted to be. He could be horrible, clever and very manipulative. But once again that was the way Maewyn liked Legolas. He may have been cold to her but he was always there when she needed him. He was always there, to lend a shoulder for her to cry on. But why would he blame this on himself? It seemed his guilt must have been finally catching up to him.
Then Arwen had left. She had left after saying that she was leaving for Rivendell.
Why was it all her friends were leaving her? Was she driving her friends away with her self-involvement?
Maewyn had then fallen into a light sleep. She wasn't sure how long she had slept this time, but when she came back into a waking sleep, she felt her hand covered with another and wet with tears.
Who was in her room? Who was holding her hand? Who was crying?
"Maewyn please you must wake." The voice was barely above a whisper.
It was Legolas! Why was he there? What was Legolas doing there with her? Should she have been angry or upset? Why was she feeling elated the thought of Legolas right beside her?
"They need you. Your Ada, Arwen, Estel and Haldir." Maewyn could tell Legolas had added Haldir's name with reluctance. Why were they feuding over her? She knew she did not deserve either of them.
"Maewyn can't you see, that we need you. You are our shadow, always there when needed." That hurt. It made her realise just how much she must mean to these people. Once again she tried to force herself to wake up.
Then he said it. "Maewyn I need you."
"I've always needed you, always. And now I know how much you mean to me." It hurt her more then anything she had felt. Why was he affecting her like this? She was so confused.
"Maewyn, I love you." If she were awake Maewyn did not know whether she would have fled or embraced Legolas tightly. But, in her coma she was forced to endure, as he spilled the contents of his heart to her. "I've loved you for a while." Since when? She silently asked herself as he continued.
"Maewyn this is goodbye, I don't know for how long, I don't know when you wake, if you would ever wish to see me again." He really was a fool. It didn't matter what he did; she would always force herself to speak to him, no matter what.
"And I will do anything for you to feel the same way." What was he talking about? Did she have feelings for him that everyone else could see; yet she could not? Why was he acting like this? Why was he leaving for Rivendell? All her friends were going. Soon she would have no-one left.
"Remember Maewyn, you'll forever hold a place in my heart." That hurt her. How could she not see that in all those arguments, there was always passion present. They both enjoyed the companionship when they had argued; they liked each other's presence. Then the thought hit her.
I am going to lose him.
I have to wake up. I cannot waste anymore time.
It was this revelation that allowed her the peace of sleep again and she fell into the black void of a calming sleep. Yet, her heart knew it was time.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Well! 'About damn time!' I hear you saying! *Looks very guilty* I have to admit that was my fault. Urebriviel and I had every intention of having this uploaded about six weeks ago, but time just got away from me. I am very sorry! *Tries to avoid rotten fruit and vegetables flung in her direction* I guess the important thing is that it is uploaded now, right? You should all be nodding right now! *Grins* I promise (Yes, yes, I know you've heard THAT before,) that Haldir's chapter will follow behind shortly, because I began writing that just after I finished typing this. (You should be very grateful, I got off my sick bed to do this! Joke! I was sick, but it was a good break.)
Oh! Before I forget, Urebriviel and I decided to suggest to you, our ever- wonderful readers, that if you should so desire, we will collect email addresses for a mailing list, to keep you updated on updates from our 'Lessons of' series. If you are interested, email either of us, Urebriviel at urebriviel@hotmail.com, or myself at snapesgirl_mione@hotmail.com. At this particular moment, I am toying with the idea to create a yahoo group for that specific purpose, but we'll see how much interest the idea generates first.
Wow! That was a long author's note. I guess now I am compelled to add the usual READ AND REVIEW! But I know you wonderful people will anyway!
Exhausted and with a computer headache after staring at it for so long,
~*~ Belle Bing ~*~
~*~Urebriviel~*~
Interlude - Maewyn
Maewyn may have lapsed into a coma but she remembered every visitor that came to her bedside and shed tears for her, knowing she could do nothing to reassure them she would be back with them soon. She didn't know that herself.
Why couldn't she just open her eyes? Move her arm? Whisper words of reassurance to her friends just once? That was what she felt the worst about, they all felt in some way responsible for her condition, but she knew it was her own frivolous attitude that put her in this coma.
They were people in which she had grown up with all her long life. They had calmed her when she was angry. They had comforted her when she was upset. They had argued with her when they knew she was being irrational. They had been there for her all her life.
Always. They had always been there.
Estel had come into the healing room so many days ago. Was it days? Was it weeks? Maewyn didn't know. Had she been in this coma, for days, weeks, or was it months? She couldn't tell a day from a minute. It seemed that Estel had just spoken to her, minutes before.
"Mae, I know why you are in a coma, and I know you'll be in it until you have made up your mind, but please don't take too long. The answer is right before you Mae; it hurts to see you like this. You do not deserve it."
What was he talking about? What did he know that she did not?
"Mae, I have heard from Mithrandir, he needs me now, and I have a feeling I may never see you again."
When he had confessed that he had to leave, she had felt like shouting for him not too. But she couldn't, she couldn't move, she couldn't speak. She had lain there, trying to move, to embrace him and beg that he did not leave, but she could not move even a finger. She hoped he didn't mean what he had just said, "I may never see you again." Why had he said that? Of course he would see her again.
"Arwen said she'd always stay by my side, but that is not fair for her. Perhaps you can talk some sense into her when you wake up." Maewyn's heart had almost stopped when she heard Estel confide in her. Maewyn could not remember a time when there had been Estel without Arwen, or vice versa. She would most definitely not convince Arwen to forget Estel.
"Make your choice soon Mae, your heart knows what is right." Maewyn was confused. If her heart did indeed know what she desired, why was she still comatose, unable to do anything for anyone?
Why couldn't she wake up?
It was frustrating, lying here when she could have been doing many other more important tasks. Instead, she had struggled in the endless black abyss, but it achieved absolutely nothing.
But when she had next awoken, Arwen was in the room. She wanted to stop Arwen when she too said she was leaving. But once again she couldn't.
"I am sorry I was not there for you, and I am sorry that Estel and I put more of a burden on you with our games. But no matter how sorry I am, the fact still remains, you have a choice to make."
What was it with Arwen and Estel? Both spoke in riddles that made no sense to her. Why was Arwen apologising when it wasn't her fault? Why was Arwen acting like this was their final goodbye?
Maewyn lay listening to Arwen as she spoke in confusing puzzles.
"He needs you Maewyn. He is blaming this on himself. He needs you Maewyn, please. Wake up before it is too late."
Who was he? Was it Haldir or was it Legolas?
It could have been Haldir. Haldir had seemed the type of person that would blame this on himself. He was kind and friendly as well as a huge tease. But that was the way she liked him. He was special and he seemed to be the type to care so much as to blame this on himself.
But what if it was Legolas?
Legolas would jump to a conclusion such as this. He was a fool when he wanted to be. He could be horrible, clever and very manipulative. But once again that was the way Maewyn liked Legolas. He may have been cold to her but he was always there when she needed him. He was always there, to lend a shoulder for her to cry on. But why would he blame this on himself? It seemed his guilt must have been finally catching up to him.
Then Arwen had left. She had left after saying that she was leaving for Rivendell.
Why was it all her friends were leaving her? Was she driving her friends away with her self-involvement?
Maewyn had then fallen into a light sleep. She wasn't sure how long she had slept this time, but when she came back into a waking sleep, she felt her hand covered with another and wet with tears.
Who was in her room? Who was holding her hand? Who was crying?
"Maewyn please you must wake." The voice was barely above a whisper.
It was Legolas! Why was he there? What was Legolas doing there with her? Should she have been angry or upset? Why was she feeling elated the thought of Legolas right beside her?
"They need you. Your Ada, Arwen, Estel and Haldir." Maewyn could tell Legolas had added Haldir's name with reluctance. Why were they feuding over her? She knew she did not deserve either of them.
"Maewyn can't you see, that we need you. You are our shadow, always there when needed." That hurt. It made her realise just how much she must mean to these people. Once again she tried to force herself to wake up.
Then he said it. "Maewyn I need you."
"I've always needed you, always. And now I know how much you mean to me." It hurt her more then anything she had felt. Why was he affecting her like this? She was so confused.
"Maewyn, I love you." If she were awake Maewyn did not know whether she would have fled or embraced Legolas tightly. But, in her coma she was forced to endure, as he spilled the contents of his heart to her. "I've loved you for a while." Since when? She silently asked herself as he continued.
"Maewyn this is goodbye, I don't know for how long, I don't know when you wake, if you would ever wish to see me again." He really was a fool. It didn't matter what he did; she would always force herself to speak to him, no matter what.
"And I will do anything for you to feel the same way." What was he talking about? Did she have feelings for him that everyone else could see; yet she could not? Why was he acting like this? Why was he leaving for Rivendell? All her friends were going. Soon she would have no-one left.
"Remember Maewyn, you'll forever hold a place in my heart." That hurt her. How could she not see that in all those arguments, there was always passion present. They both enjoyed the companionship when they had argued; they liked each other's presence. Then the thought hit her.
I am going to lose him.
I have to wake up. I cannot waste anymore time.
It was this revelation that allowed her the peace of sleep again and she fell into the black void of a calming sleep. Yet, her heart knew it was time.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Well! 'About damn time!' I hear you saying! *Looks very guilty* I have to admit that was my fault. Urebriviel and I had every intention of having this uploaded about six weeks ago, but time just got away from me. I am very sorry! *Tries to avoid rotten fruit and vegetables flung in her direction* I guess the important thing is that it is uploaded now, right? You should all be nodding right now! *Grins* I promise (Yes, yes, I know you've heard THAT before,) that Haldir's chapter will follow behind shortly, because I began writing that just after I finished typing this. (You should be very grateful, I got off my sick bed to do this! Joke! I was sick, but it was a good break.)
Oh! Before I forget, Urebriviel and I decided to suggest to you, our ever- wonderful readers, that if you should so desire, we will collect email addresses for a mailing list, to keep you updated on updates from our 'Lessons of' series. If you are interested, email either of us, Urebriviel at urebriviel@hotmail.com, or myself at snapesgirl_mione@hotmail.com. At this particular moment, I am toying with the idea to create a yahoo group for that specific purpose, but we'll see how much interest the idea generates first.
Wow! That was a long author's note. I guess now I am compelled to add the usual READ AND REVIEW! But I know you wonderful people will anyway!
Exhausted and with a computer headache after staring at it for so long,
~*~ Belle Bing ~*~