Author's Note: This chapter is going to be short, but sweet. More to come soon. -Chels-dogg
Chapter Five: Nightmares in Lorien
Haldir slept with his eyes open, as is the way of the eldar. They were glazed with the faraway look of slumber when a scream pierced through his consciousness and tore him from sleep. Bolting upright the elf could not recall what had woken him until he heard the scream again. Instantly he sprang from his bed, grabbing his dagger from the chest standing beside it, and flew to Londe's room. Throwing open the door Haldir looked about and, seeing no intruder, he let his eyes fall upon Londe's thrashing figure. She was in the throws of a violent night terror.
Haldir dropped his dagger and rushed to her bedside, shaking her lightly to rid her of whatever haunted her sleep. Londe's eyes flew open and they were immidiately rimmed with tears. Sitting up in her bed she hunched over in sobs. Haldir looked at her with a torn expression, he was unsure of what to do. Slowly he reached out his hand and set it on her shoulder in what he hoped was a comforting manner. He saw Londe flinch at the touch and then, without warning, she turned to him and collapsed against his chest. She clutched his shirt and continued to let her tears fall.
Haldir was shocked by her sudden closeness and felt that her sorrow was some kind of intimacy he should not be permitted to see. Slowly Haldir recovered and he wrapped his arms around the tiny elf clutching him. Running a hand over her hair Haldir spoke in soft, low words.
"There is nothing to fear anymore, elenelle. It was only a bad dream, it's over now." Haldir hoped that his words were soothing, though he didn't know why he felt so strongly about making Londe feel better.
She continued to sob into his chest for sometime until her moans became only small whimpers and soon her crying stopped altogether. At length Haldir looked down at the she-elf and saw that she had fallen asleep. He began to remove himself from her hold and lay her back into her blankets. As he pulled away her face furrowed into a frown and she clutched his waist tightly, not willing to part from him, even in sleep. Haldir paused, frowning. This is going to harder than I thought, Haldir thought with an inner sigh. After trying several times to leave her with the same results and at times even causing tears to form at the corners of her eyes, Haldir gave up and layed down beside her. Within seconds he had drifted off into his own dreams.
*elenelle = little star
Chapter Five: Nightmares in Lorien
Haldir slept with his eyes open, as is the way of the eldar. They were glazed with the faraway look of slumber when a scream pierced through his consciousness and tore him from sleep. Bolting upright the elf could not recall what had woken him until he heard the scream again. Instantly he sprang from his bed, grabbing his dagger from the chest standing beside it, and flew to Londe's room. Throwing open the door Haldir looked about and, seeing no intruder, he let his eyes fall upon Londe's thrashing figure. She was in the throws of a violent night terror.
Haldir dropped his dagger and rushed to her bedside, shaking her lightly to rid her of whatever haunted her sleep. Londe's eyes flew open and they were immidiately rimmed with tears. Sitting up in her bed she hunched over in sobs. Haldir looked at her with a torn expression, he was unsure of what to do. Slowly he reached out his hand and set it on her shoulder in what he hoped was a comforting manner. He saw Londe flinch at the touch and then, without warning, she turned to him and collapsed against his chest. She clutched his shirt and continued to let her tears fall.
Haldir was shocked by her sudden closeness and felt that her sorrow was some kind of intimacy he should not be permitted to see. Slowly Haldir recovered and he wrapped his arms around the tiny elf clutching him. Running a hand over her hair Haldir spoke in soft, low words.
"There is nothing to fear anymore, elenelle. It was only a bad dream, it's over now." Haldir hoped that his words were soothing, though he didn't know why he felt so strongly about making Londe feel better.
She continued to sob into his chest for sometime until her moans became only small whimpers and soon her crying stopped altogether. At length Haldir looked down at the she-elf and saw that she had fallen asleep. He began to remove himself from her hold and lay her back into her blankets. As he pulled away her face furrowed into a frown and she clutched his waist tightly, not willing to part from him, even in sleep. Haldir paused, frowning. This is going to harder than I thought, Haldir thought with an inner sigh. After trying several times to leave her with the same results and at times even causing tears to form at the corners of her eyes, Haldir gave up and layed down beside her. Within seconds he had drifted off into his own dreams.
*elenelle = little star