Last chapter of this story. Are you sad? I hope not, because there will be
a lovely new sequel. I know, *another one*! But I have to announce that due
to the fact I have just started my HSC (final year of Australian High
School) I am going to have a break from writing until the Christmas break
or just before. Urebriviel I can't speak for, but this is a joint effort.
There may be the possibility of a chapter or two this term, we'll have to
discuss it, but I make no promises. But don't be sad. Urebriviel can be
very persuasive, and our Christmas break is eight weeks long.
So on with the show. If you don't know the disclaimer drill by now, eh. read one of the first chapters.
~*~Belle Bing~*~
Confusion, regret, anger, hurt and sorrow. Maewyn had suffered so much in such a small amount of time. Inside Maewyn thought she was cursed. A curse from the deepest, darkest depths of Moria. It was a curse that forced her to lie still, unable to do anything while her friends sat vigilantly by her side, telling her their every thought.
In the beginning she had looked upon the coma as a blessing, a reward. In hindsight, she knew how incredibly naïve that was of her. How she scorned the curse that held her still when she so desperately yearned to help her friends through their pain.
Her friends. The people Maewyn had always trusted. The people she went to when she needed to get something off her chest. They shared her hurt, her pain. They had been there for her when she was even afraid of herself. They were always there for her. Always.
Even though Maewyn was in a coma she still felt incredible amounts of guilt. As her friends told her their secrets, their feelings, she desperately tried to break the coma. She tried to move, to sigh, to breath a bit deeper, but she couldn't. It was hopeless.
Estel was the first to visit Maewyn.
"Mae," he said softly, "will you not wake up? I came to say goodbye."
Maewyn was certain that every person could hear her heart despair. Estel spoke in a voice so different from his clear, deep tones. Maewyn knew this showed how much pain he was going through.
"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."
Estel always had a way of making Maewyn feel extremely guilty. The elves had reasoned it must have been a human trait.
Arwen was the next to say her farewell.
"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."
Maewyn smiled a non-existent smile in her sleep. Arwen had begun to adopt Estel's traits.
But Legolas.
To Maewyn, Legolas was the person that stood out the most. His words, his wisdom, his honesty, his suffering. He caused Maewyn's heart to shatter. The amount of pain that he shared with her left her stunned.
"Remember Maewyn, you'll forever hold a place in my heart."
Maewyn wanted to scream "And you'll always have a place in mine!" But she couldn't. She cursed what ever cruel twist of fate lead her to that very moment.
"Maewyn, I love you."
Maewyn asked the Valar how Legolas could have ever said that. She believed he was everything. She believed that he deserved a more elegant, well- mannered beauty than her. She knew he couldn't really love her, she would not allow it. Maewyn knew, however much she attempted to protest, she loved the arrogant, conniving rude elf prince.
Haldir she knew, was still with her, and continued to visit her everyday.
"Mae, I love you, I know you can hear me. And I know that I am going to regret telling you this later on, but if I didn't tell you this now, I may never have the chance. I miss you."
I miss you! Maewyn's soul screamed, but Maewyn could still do nothing.
Mirkwood. Just another thing you have in common with *him*. Mae, if only you were awake. I remember that kiss you gave me Mae; only you didn't really mean it did you? You were hurt and confused, just as I am now. I wish you were awake Maewyn, I'm suffering without you."
Maewyn could tell Haldir was deeply jealous. If only she was awake she would tell Haldir he had no reason to be. She loved them both, but right now, she *needed* Haldir. He was going to be her support. She knew when she woke it was Haldir she would need.
"I'm suffering without you." She murmured in her sleep.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Maewyn sat up in her bed and rubbed her eyes. She turned to see an elf in her room and gasped. Clear blue eyes stared back at her, and the sun illuminated long blonde hair. The figure was tall and elegant, and a bow peaked out from behind his shoulders, a pair of elvish daggers hung at his side. The figure moved toward Maewyn and her breath hitched in her throat causing her to break into a violent coughing fit. Strong hands rubbed her back soothingly. As Maewyn stares into his clear blue eyes, her heart is contented.
"You're awake, thank the Valar. Day after day I prayed for this miracle. Oh Maewyn."
He held Maewyn and rocked her back and forth. His tears fell, dropping onto her copper hair that fell over her shoulders and down onto her back. Feeling the full weight of what all her friends went through while she was in a coma, Maewyn's body shook with suppressed emotion which found it's way out of Maewyn's body in the form of tears that streamed down her face. Placing a very gentle kiss on Maewyn's lips, Haldir looked into Maewyn's eyes.
"I love you." He whispered.
"I love you." She replied.
"Ni melme lle, nya seler." "Ni melme lle, nya serme." "Ni melme lle, nya indon. "Ni melme lle, nya elen."
After all, there are many types of love.
~*~*~*~*~
Ooh, aren't we tricky? What does that last comment mean? Who does Maewyn truly love? And now we're making you wait to find out. *Ducks flying objects that come their way* We want to take the opportunity however to thank all those who have read and reviewed our " "Lessons" stories, it's what keeps us writing. We really appreciate it.
~*~Urebriviel and Belle Bing~*~
So on with the show. If you don't know the disclaimer drill by now, eh. read one of the first chapters.
~*~Belle Bing~*~
Confusion, regret, anger, hurt and sorrow. Maewyn had suffered so much in such a small amount of time. Inside Maewyn thought she was cursed. A curse from the deepest, darkest depths of Moria. It was a curse that forced her to lie still, unable to do anything while her friends sat vigilantly by her side, telling her their every thought.
In the beginning she had looked upon the coma as a blessing, a reward. In hindsight, she knew how incredibly naïve that was of her. How she scorned the curse that held her still when she so desperately yearned to help her friends through their pain.
Her friends. The people Maewyn had always trusted. The people she went to when she needed to get something off her chest. They shared her hurt, her pain. They had been there for her when she was even afraid of herself. They were always there for her. Always.
Even though Maewyn was in a coma she still felt incredible amounts of guilt. As her friends told her their secrets, their feelings, she desperately tried to break the coma. She tried to move, to sigh, to breath a bit deeper, but she couldn't. It was hopeless.
Estel was the first to visit Maewyn.
"Mae," he said softly, "will you not wake up? I came to say goodbye."
Maewyn was certain that every person could hear her heart despair. Estel spoke in a voice so different from his clear, deep tones. Maewyn knew this showed how much pain he was going through.
"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."
Estel always had a way of making Maewyn feel extremely guilty. The elves had reasoned it must have been a human trait.
Arwen was the next to say her farewell.
"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."
Maewyn smiled a non-existent smile in her sleep. Arwen had begun to adopt Estel's traits.
But Legolas.
To Maewyn, Legolas was the person that stood out the most. His words, his wisdom, his honesty, his suffering. He caused Maewyn's heart to shatter. The amount of pain that he shared with her left her stunned.
"Remember Maewyn, you'll forever hold a place in my heart."
Maewyn wanted to scream "And you'll always have a place in mine!" But she couldn't. She cursed what ever cruel twist of fate lead her to that very moment.
"Maewyn, I love you."
Maewyn asked the Valar how Legolas could have ever said that. She believed he was everything. She believed that he deserved a more elegant, well- mannered beauty than her. She knew he couldn't really love her, she would not allow it. Maewyn knew, however much she attempted to protest, she loved the arrogant, conniving rude elf prince.
Haldir she knew, was still with her, and continued to visit her everyday.
"Mae, I love you, I know you can hear me. And I know that I am going to regret telling you this later on, but if I didn't tell you this now, I may never have the chance. I miss you."
I miss you! Maewyn's soul screamed, but Maewyn could still do nothing.
Mirkwood. Just another thing you have in common with *him*. Mae, if only you were awake. I remember that kiss you gave me Mae; only you didn't really mean it did you? You were hurt and confused, just as I am now. I wish you were awake Maewyn, I'm suffering without you."
Maewyn could tell Haldir was deeply jealous. If only she was awake she would tell Haldir he had no reason to be. She loved them both, but right now, she *needed* Haldir. He was going to be her support. She knew when she woke it was Haldir she would need.
"I'm suffering without you." She murmured in her sleep.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Maewyn sat up in her bed and rubbed her eyes. She turned to see an elf in her room and gasped. Clear blue eyes stared back at her, and the sun illuminated long blonde hair. The figure was tall and elegant, and a bow peaked out from behind his shoulders, a pair of elvish daggers hung at his side. The figure moved toward Maewyn and her breath hitched in her throat causing her to break into a violent coughing fit. Strong hands rubbed her back soothingly. As Maewyn stares into his clear blue eyes, her heart is contented.
"You're awake, thank the Valar. Day after day I prayed for this miracle. Oh Maewyn."
He held Maewyn and rocked her back and forth. His tears fell, dropping onto her copper hair that fell over her shoulders and down onto her back. Feeling the full weight of what all her friends went through while she was in a coma, Maewyn's body shook with suppressed emotion which found it's way out of Maewyn's body in the form of tears that streamed down her face. Placing a very gentle kiss on Maewyn's lips, Haldir looked into Maewyn's eyes.
"I love you." He whispered.
"I love you." She replied.
"Ni melme lle, nya seler." "Ni melme lle, nya serme." "Ni melme lle, nya indon. "Ni melme lle, nya elen."
After all, there are many types of love.
~*~*~*~*~
Ooh, aren't we tricky? What does that last comment mean? Who does Maewyn truly love? And now we're making you wait to find out. *Ducks flying objects that come their way* We want to take the opportunity however to thank all those who have read and reviewed our " "Lessons" stories, it's what keeps us writing. We really appreciate it.
~*~Urebriviel and Belle Bing~*~