Bulma Greenleaf: ,,BOO!! Yeah, I scared the living daylights out of you,
didn't I? WHA HA HA! Oh well. Here's the next chappie!"
To Huinesoron: Argh! I can't escape your reviews! Boo-hoo! : ) Thank you for reviewing!
To Amari Tinviel: I'm glad to hear you like it, Amari!
To Hana: I gave Endreas Legolas' sur/nickname, because that would make clear the connection between the two of them. Thank you for reading and reviewing!
To princess-Greenleaf-of-Mir: Yeah, I thought Helm's Deep would be a good idea. Helm's Deep is cool. Legolas is cool. So I decided to go to Helm's Deep AND Legolas! Yay! Thnx for reviewing!
To Lady Moon: No, Boromir doesn't believe in staying put at all. Perhaps it's the Elven-energy?
To Celebrindal: Oh, I'm so glad you love the story! Your review was really nice! Thnx!
Disclaimer: I don't. BLAH!
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Boromir sat down on the grass. He felt awful. He was very hungry and tired. And on top of that, he couldn't find the footprints of Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli anymore. He lost them! Oh, he felt so stupid! Couldn't he do anything? Hey, don't get all depressed. Think, Boromir, think.
It had been six days since he had left Lothlorien. In those days, he had barely enough to eat. Drinking wasn't much of a problem, there were little creeks everywhere. Thank to his bow and arrow he carried with him, he had been able to shoot a rabbit three days ago, but that wasn't enough. The grassy hills he was travelling through first meant freedom, now just suffering.
Boromir was just getting ready to feel sorry for himself, when he heard a faint sound. Turning around, he could see a human walking on one of the hills.
Boromir watched the man as he sneaked closer. When he was very close, he notched his bow and fired the arrow right before the man's feet. The man stood still at once, turned around and stared at Boromir. With a calm voice, Boromir asked:
,,Where are you going, stranger?"
The man had brown eyes and short, dark-brown hair. He had a deep, calming voice, which answered:
,,I am going to everywhere and nowhere. I am just a traveller which means no harm. And what about you, Elf? Lothlorien's the other way, you know."
Boromir frowned a bit when he answered: ,,I will tell you as a proof that I mean no harm either. I'm on my way to Helmsdeep, to fight a war."
The man nodded and continued watching Boromir. ,,A war? In Helmsdeep? You know, I think I'll go there, too. Do you mind if I accompany you?"
Boromir was a bit overwhelmed with this sudden question.
,,Well, ehm. . . Yes, I guess so. But I don't know your name. I want to know the name of my companion."
,,My name is Sadreen. I once came from Bree. But that was a long time ago. What about you, my friend?"
,,I'm Endreas, nice to meet you. I just came from Lothlorien." Well, there's nothing lied with that. Boromir smiled to himself.
Sadreen sat down and made a fire with the wood he had carried with him. He pointed to the bow in Boromir's hand.
,,Are you any good with that thing?"
Boromir looked at his bow. ,,Well, I'm getting better and better." When he looked at Sadreen, he saw the man carried a short sword with him.
,,What about your weapon? Can you handle it well enough?"
Sadreen smiled at him and nodded. ,,Good enough to be able to travel on my own."
Boromir sat down with the fire too. Sadreen asked him:
,,You're still a young Elf. Aren't you a bit too young to fight in a war?"
,,Hell no, I'm one of the most skilled fighters of my age. My parents agreed with letting me go here."
,,Isn't your father coming with you, or more? Are you the only Elf who's going to fight in the name of Lothlorien?"
,,Well, no. I'm more like a. . . scout. Yes, a scout."
Sadreen eyed him for a few seconds, then looked down in the fire again. ,,How old are you, Endreas?"
Boromir thought for a moment. He had to be younger than Legolas. . .
,,I'm 1658 years. What about you?"
,,So far, I've counted 34 years."
Boromir and Sadreen decided to sleep at that place and continue their journey to Helmsdeep the next day.
As they walked through the grass, onward to their destination, they talked and learned a lot more about each other. Soon they became friends. Not exactly knowing what destiny had lying in front of them, they wandered along carefree.
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~Sorry for the lousy end of this chapter. But, fortunatly, this isn't the end of the story! I'll continue this story as soon as possible!
Hey! I have a very good suggestion here:
REVIEW!
To Huinesoron: Argh! I can't escape your reviews! Boo-hoo! : ) Thank you for reviewing!
To Amari Tinviel: I'm glad to hear you like it, Amari!
To Hana: I gave Endreas Legolas' sur/nickname, because that would make clear the connection between the two of them. Thank you for reading and reviewing!
To princess-Greenleaf-of-Mir: Yeah, I thought Helm's Deep would be a good idea. Helm's Deep is cool. Legolas is cool. So I decided to go to Helm's Deep AND Legolas! Yay! Thnx for reviewing!
To Lady Moon: No, Boromir doesn't believe in staying put at all. Perhaps it's the Elven-energy?
To Celebrindal: Oh, I'm so glad you love the story! Your review was really nice! Thnx!
Disclaimer: I don't. BLAH!
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Boromir sat down on the grass. He felt awful. He was very hungry and tired. And on top of that, he couldn't find the footprints of Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli anymore. He lost them! Oh, he felt so stupid! Couldn't he do anything? Hey, don't get all depressed. Think, Boromir, think.
It had been six days since he had left Lothlorien. In those days, he had barely enough to eat. Drinking wasn't much of a problem, there were little creeks everywhere. Thank to his bow and arrow he carried with him, he had been able to shoot a rabbit three days ago, but that wasn't enough. The grassy hills he was travelling through first meant freedom, now just suffering.
Boromir was just getting ready to feel sorry for himself, when he heard a faint sound. Turning around, he could see a human walking on one of the hills.
Boromir watched the man as he sneaked closer. When he was very close, he notched his bow and fired the arrow right before the man's feet. The man stood still at once, turned around and stared at Boromir. With a calm voice, Boromir asked:
,,Where are you going, stranger?"
The man had brown eyes and short, dark-brown hair. He had a deep, calming voice, which answered:
,,I am going to everywhere and nowhere. I am just a traveller which means no harm. And what about you, Elf? Lothlorien's the other way, you know."
Boromir frowned a bit when he answered: ,,I will tell you as a proof that I mean no harm either. I'm on my way to Helmsdeep, to fight a war."
The man nodded and continued watching Boromir. ,,A war? In Helmsdeep? You know, I think I'll go there, too. Do you mind if I accompany you?"
Boromir was a bit overwhelmed with this sudden question.
,,Well, ehm. . . Yes, I guess so. But I don't know your name. I want to know the name of my companion."
,,My name is Sadreen. I once came from Bree. But that was a long time ago. What about you, my friend?"
,,I'm Endreas, nice to meet you. I just came from Lothlorien." Well, there's nothing lied with that. Boromir smiled to himself.
Sadreen sat down and made a fire with the wood he had carried with him. He pointed to the bow in Boromir's hand.
,,Are you any good with that thing?"
Boromir looked at his bow. ,,Well, I'm getting better and better." When he looked at Sadreen, he saw the man carried a short sword with him.
,,What about your weapon? Can you handle it well enough?"
Sadreen smiled at him and nodded. ,,Good enough to be able to travel on my own."
Boromir sat down with the fire too. Sadreen asked him:
,,You're still a young Elf. Aren't you a bit too young to fight in a war?"
,,Hell no, I'm one of the most skilled fighters of my age. My parents agreed with letting me go here."
,,Isn't your father coming with you, or more? Are you the only Elf who's going to fight in the name of Lothlorien?"
,,Well, no. I'm more like a. . . scout. Yes, a scout."
Sadreen eyed him for a few seconds, then looked down in the fire again. ,,How old are you, Endreas?"
Boromir thought for a moment. He had to be younger than Legolas. . .
,,I'm 1658 years. What about you?"
,,So far, I've counted 34 years."
Boromir and Sadreen decided to sleep at that place and continue their journey to Helmsdeep the next day.
As they walked through the grass, onward to their destination, they talked and learned a lot more about each other. Soon they became friends. Not exactly knowing what destiny had lying in front of them, they wandered along carefree.
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~Sorry for the lousy end of this chapter. But, fortunatly, this isn't the end of the story! I'll continue this story as soon as possible!
Hey! I have a very good suggestion here:
REVIEW!