Disclaimer: I am poor.......yep, sad truth, some day I might be rich, but for now, *pulls lint out of pocket, MWAHAHA I........am so broke. Hehe, Donations? *XD* hehe im insane, so I therefore, do not own LotR....


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Gah.....I was thinking the other day, of illustrating some of my stories. Just like a couple of scenes, but yeah......


If anyone who is commenting might take this into account, and just slip in your suggestions of what might make a good pictures, or you can email me even if you really want, just a scene you might like to see a picture of? Thanks guys.



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Legolas choked as he woke up, a cold sweat on his brow, and his whole body was trembling so much it scared him. In the darkness of the burrow, he did naught but stare upwards to the roof until he got his fear under control.

He felt paralysed, and in truth, it scared him no end. He was unable to move either arm, due to the injuries, and he had no strength to move his legs. He could move his head to either side, but in his current state, he could ask no more of his body.

Momentarily closing his eyes, he ordered himself to take deep breaths, until he could think straight. He used logic, and figured the reason he couldn't move his arms was due to the wound in his shoulder, and his broken and cut arm. Why he couldn't move his waist- he had the arrow wound. Relaxing a little, he looked over to his side.

Aragorn, Estel, The Ranger, was fast asleep to his left side, Elondrir to his right. His sharp ears could hear the rest of their company slowly drawing breath, sleeping soundly, barely moving. His bed felt cold. He was so used to having Aelon tucked fast asleep at his side, even though they had only spent ten years as a wedded couple. He felt so lonely without her that it hurt, and he hoped that they would be fit to travel as soon as possible.

His sharp eyes and ears picked up movement behind the camouflaged opening to the burrow, and as his brother peered in, he relaxed his senses.

"Legolas," Theomir whispered quietly, "You are awake, I was so worried you had left us," he said.

"I will be fine," Legolas smiled uncomfortably, " Do you think I would leave you that easily?

You would be lost with no-one to help out of trouble."

"Mayhap," Theomir frowned thoughtfully, chewing his lip, "but mayhap not. Miaela is with child, twins. I may very well have two boy elflings to look out for, so you better grow up soon, brother," his serious face grew somewhat happier as he explained. Legolas looked up at him, exhaustion, but happiness evident in his eyes.

"Congratulations," he smiled, then an odd look come across his face, "I must say it took you awhile though, you have been with Miaela far longer than I to Aelon," he said smugly.

Theomir laughed silently.

"Well maybe it is because I was not in such a hurry for such things to come along," he teased, " I still have a long life ahead of me, and Miaela too," he then paused uncomfortably, "I think that maybe you should rest brother, I would hate for you to be too exhausted to ride home tomorrow."

Legolas nodded in agreement, suddenly his stomach squirming in anticipation of going home to see Aelon and Saali once more.

"That I will," he said shortly, and Theomir disappeared beyond the greenery, back to his watch.

"Goodnight Legolas, get some rest," Theomir said gently as he resumed his post, looking up through the shelter of the trees.

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Aragorn woke to sunlight trying to claw it's way into the darkness of the burrow, and rubbed his eyes, sitting up. He cursed when he saw all but Legolas were awake, and were presumably outside, setting themselves for the ride back to the citadel, where Thranduil awaited the return of his sons.

Taking a moment to look over the younger elf as he slept, he frowned. Legolas was pale, and his breathing shallow, hardly there at all. Blood had seeped through the bandages, and would need changing before he could go anywhere. He lay a rugged hand on the good shoulder of the Elf, and watched as Legolas' eyes slowly came into focus, and smiled as Legolas furrowed his brow momentarily, trying to comprehend where he was.

"Aragorn," he said softly, "Where is everyone else?"

The prince tried to sit, but all he managed to do was cause himself a lot more pain, and Aragorn forced him to lie down again.

"They are preparing the mounts for the ride home," the Ranger replied, "but first, we must get some food into your belly, and get these bandages changed. You wouldn't want to fall from your horse in front of the men? Or your brothers," he smiled, and Legolas frowned.

"I would not fall from my mount," he said evenly, "for he is much better trained than the likes of your's," he grinned almost childishly.

"I severely doubt it, young prince," Aragorn teased, "I trained him myself."

"Then of course, there is your problem, the last time I saw you 'train' a horse you were being dragged along in the dirt behind him," Legolas laughed.

"I was only 10 then, Legolas," Aragorn frowned, "Clearly you have not been to Rivendell lately other than business purposes ,"

"Clearly I have not," Legolas agreed almost sadly, but was disturbed by Elondrir entering the burrow.

"Legolas, you're awake!" he smiled.

"Yes, and you are just in time to help me change the bandages," Aragorn smiled, and Elondrir groaned.

"I am being ordered around by a lowly human," he smiled, mockingly, "I never thought I would see the day."

Aragorn raised an eyebrow.

"Lowly?" he asked, "My dear prince, In a month I am to be a king, how much higher would you like me to be?" he teased.

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Another chapter up, sorry that took so long guys, that was really uncalled for LOL. But my exams are really going to interfere next week, so apologies for any lateness, Ciao

R/R guys, and don't forget to add thoughts on my illustration idea.