DISCLAIMER- WHAT?! ANOTHER ONE?! Oh, alright. Not. Mine. Not.
Ok?
Thank you.
Here's some review replies.
leggylover03- Thank you, but don't say that you would want Estel hurt too. after all. The fics not finished yet. I still have a couple of tricks up my sleeve. =D
cartoonist- Becky! Hiya! Oh don't compliment me, I'm blushing redder than a traffic light. =) Oh yeah, I like the bow and arrow +-) Cool!
trustingfriendship- You baby-sit? Cool. I kinda picked up their accident- prone behaviour from my little brother; he's completely wild and doesn't give a toss about his own personal safety when having fun. therefore he has a 2-inch long scar above his right eye. catch my drift? =)
outlawgirl08- I know I e-mailed you (did you get that btw?) but I thought I'd say it here too in case you didn't. See, it's not the end yet! I meant that as the ending to that chapter. =)
Here's some more especially for you!
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"Right, now, *why* does it remind you of me?!" asked Aragorn hopefully. 'Maybe he's remembered everything.!"
Legolas looked at him.
"I don't know," replied the Elf. "I suppose it's because Estel is a nice word, and you seem to be a nice person, even though I've only known you for a while."
Those words cut through Aragorn's heart like a knife.
".but it doesn't seem to be anything chiefly important." finished Legolas.
"Oh," Aragorn sighed. "No. noth-. nothing important." he chocked, trying as hard as he could to stop tears. His best friend remembered nothing of their companionship. It felt like a branding iron had just been thrust into his heart. The cruelty of it all burnt his soul.
He was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he was startled and jumped at the clap of thunder that rippled across the sky.
"What the-!" he cried.
"It's a big bang," said Legolas.
Aragorn took this moment to take a good look at his friend. The cut on the Elf's head had now stopped bleeding, but still looked unclean and bloody. His arm was still jutting at the same gauche angle, but there was something different. it wasn't the clumps of mud caught in his hair, it wasn't the dirty smudges marring his button-like nose. it was in his face though.
His expression.
One that spoke of no memories of younger years. None of a family. None of any friendship. Only registering what had taken place within the last hour or so.
Aragorn tried to imagine what it was like; only knowing that you were stuck down a valley with some stranger who claimed to have been your best friend for years. It was impossible.
"Come on, lets get out of here before it really starts to pelt down," said the boy. He manoeuvred over to where the vine was draped down the cliff. He gave it a sharp tug to ensure it was still taught.
And it flopped down to the base of the chasm at his feet. The shock was so much that he couldn't register exactly what emotion to feel. He soon found it though.
Fear.
They were stuck, alone, at the bottom of a ravine, and no one knew where they were, and there was a thunderstorm, and it was getting dark.
Getting dark? "Oh no." whispered Aragorn to himself. He hated the dark. How would he survive?
"Please Ada," he prayed. "Come soon."
~*~*~*~
Was that too short?
Only one way to tell me.
R+R! Please? =)
Ok?
Thank you.
Here's some review replies.
leggylover03- Thank you, but don't say that you would want Estel hurt too. after all. The fics not finished yet. I still have a couple of tricks up my sleeve. =D
cartoonist- Becky! Hiya! Oh don't compliment me, I'm blushing redder than a traffic light. =) Oh yeah, I like the bow and arrow +-) Cool!
trustingfriendship- You baby-sit? Cool. I kinda picked up their accident- prone behaviour from my little brother; he's completely wild and doesn't give a toss about his own personal safety when having fun. therefore he has a 2-inch long scar above his right eye. catch my drift? =)
outlawgirl08- I know I e-mailed you (did you get that btw?) but I thought I'd say it here too in case you didn't. See, it's not the end yet! I meant that as the ending to that chapter. =)
Here's some more especially for you!
~*~*~*~
"Right, now, *why* does it remind you of me?!" asked Aragorn hopefully. 'Maybe he's remembered everything.!"
Legolas looked at him.
"I don't know," replied the Elf. "I suppose it's because Estel is a nice word, and you seem to be a nice person, even though I've only known you for a while."
Those words cut through Aragorn's heart like a knife.
".but it doesn't seem to be anything chiefly important." finished Legolas.
"Oh," Aragorn sighed. "No. noth-. nothing important." he chocked, trying as hard as he could to stop tears. His best friend remembered nothing of their companionship. It felt like a branding iron had just been thrust into his heart. The cruelty of it all burnt his soul.
He was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he was startled and jumped at the clap of thunder that rippled across the sky.
"What the-!" he cried.
"It's a big bang," said Legolas.
Aragorn took this moment to take a good look at his friend. The cut on the Elf's head had now stopped bleeding, but still looked unclean and bloody. His arm was still jutting at the same gauche angle, but there was something different. it wasn't the clumps of mud caught in his hair, it wasn't the dirty smudges marring his button-like nose. it was in his face though.
His expression.
One that spoke of no memories of younger years. None of a family. None of any friendship. Only registering what had taken place within the last hour or so.
Aragorn tried to imagine what it was like; only knowing that you were stuck down a valley with some stranger who claimed to have been your best friend for years. It was impossible.
"Come on, lets get out of here before it really starts to pelt down," said the boy. He manoeuvred over to where the vine was draped down the cliff. He gave it a sharp tug to ensure it was still taught.
And it flopped down to the base of the chasm at his feet. The shock was so much that he couldn't register exactly what emotion to feel. He soon found it though.
Fear.
They were stuck, alone, at the bottom of a ravine, and no one knew where they were, and there was a thunderstorm, and it was getting dark.
Getting dark? "Oh no." whispered Aragorn to himself. He hated the dark. How would he survive?
"Please Ada," he prayed. "Come soon."
~*~*~*~
Was that too short?
Only one way to tell me.
R+R! Please? =)