Tearing in two
Author's note- well yes am very pleased with last chapter and I wont make
you read a long boring note so thanx to all you who have read and reviewed
and all you who have just read. On to the story!!!! Gatoamon, Isabella,
Sarah, Siah and all the others thank you to you!
Note-I am sorry I haven't written in a while, it would've been quicker but
I went to France for a week or so.
Aragorn wrestled with the urge to delve deeper into the pits of unconsciousness, he could make out faint noises and pains, but had no energy to react to them. He was though aware of how cold it was, like black ice, slowly numbing your toes, and then going upwards freezing every limb.
Legolas watched with a heavy feeling in his heart. The day broke and the elf's hope grew thinner by every passing minute. One part of him thought it was a good idea to escape, for he was pretty sure he could if he really wanted to, he figured that Hurak knew that the prisoner was his friend and that he wouldn't leave without him. Legolas sighed bitterly, Hurak was right. During the night, Legolas had fallen asleep and his hair had fallen round his face covering it from view, now, as he had been woken by the din outside, he had not dared to move encase a passing orc had noticed, so he slowly brought his bound hands up to his face, and pulled his hair back best he could, then he traced his features on his face, he could feel bruises and cuts replacing his normal smooth soft skin.
'Oi! Get up ya lazy elf, time to get a move on!' a rough voice barked just outside the tree. Slowly Legolas rose and straightened himself as he left the tree. Most orcs were not as tall as him, and it gave Legolas a little confidence. He was give a few second to survey the camp before the orc poked him in the back with a badly made spear.
Pippin walked behind Gimli, but in front of a Dylag, his face was mucky except for the thin lines down his face where his tears had cleaned. He felt ashamed to be crying all most non-stop, but Merry had looked in so much pain, and he could do nothing to help, Boromir too was hurt and Aragorn left. He found himself wondering about the first time he met Strider, he seemed so brave and strong, but why did he leave without the others and especially Frodo? Shaking his head of the mind-numbing thoughts he tried to occupy himself by counting the dashes in Gimli's helmet, he got to 15 and stopped- the Dylags had stopped and now where rounding the fellowship up for a break. Pippin didn't know how tired he was until he cast himself down on the ground and looked at everyone else.
'Achoo!' Sam sneezed for the 5th time in half an hour. He tried wiping his nose, but ended up just dirtying his face more. Frodo couldn't help but find it amusing. Sam sniffed and exhaled loudly through his nose, 'Mr Frodo, I think I may have caught a cold,' he muffled.
'I can see that Sam, here have this it'll help you get better,' Frodo reached into his pocket and pulled out a small amount of crumbled soggy lembas, 'it's a bit wet from the marshes but I guess it will taste the same' Sam shook his head vigorously, 'no sir I cannot take this, and it's yours, besides I'm feeling much- achoo!'
Frodo placed the crumbs on Sam's lap and turned away so Sam could not give the precious elvish food back, he did not have to eat as much as Sam.
The day ended with a thick layer of mist swirling around the orc camp, it felt like it was choking Legolas as he finally was made to stop running, even for an elf the distance they covered was pretty difficult, especially for one who hadn't had much sleep food or pretty much anything worth living for. That is except for the fact he knew that Aragorn was alive and maybe the others, though a black cloud formed in his mind when thinking of them. 'Most likely dead,' he thought with an almost defeated sigh. Just as he thought he would retreat into the world of blackness, he spied a figure among the trees. It was tall and moved gracefully, and gave of what looked like a white shining light, but it seemed to Legolas that the orcs couldn't see it. The figure moved closer, but didn't break through the line of trees surrounding the camp; the mist swirled silently around it. Then Legolas heard a voice in his head: 'Legolas Greenleaf, what has become of you? I asked you to save the others and here you are bound up like a wild animal, I would've thought the Prince of Mirkwood would be more resourceful than this.' The voice in Legolas' head ended with a small chuckle, the elf knew who the voice belonged to and now could name the mysterious figure lurking in the trees, 'Gandalf!' he cried out in his head, jerking softly with delight. 'Yes tis I Gandalf the White, I ask you not to make a scene my young prince and listen to me carefully.' Legolas nodded slightly showing that he understood. 'You need to get Aragorn out of this camp, without harming him, the others are still in danger and are nearing death with every passing second.' Legolas listened and tried to work out the somewhat cryptic code that Gandalf usually talked in. Gandalf went through slowly the plan that Legolas would use to escape. The elf prince listened carefully, his strength and bravery creeping back to him. The night drew on and Legolas waiting in anticipation for what was going to happen.
Well tell me what you think and I'll write more, sooner this time for I am on a school break!!!! Hurrah!
Aragorn wrestled with the urge to delve deeper into the pits of unconsciousness, he could make out faint noises and pains, but had no energy to react to them. He was though aware of how cold it was, like black ice, slowly numbing your toes, and then going upwards freezing every limb.
Legolas watched with a heavy feeling in his heart. The day broke and the elf's hope grew thinner by every passing minute. One part of him thought it was a good idea to escape, for he was pretty sure he could if he really wanted to, he figured that Hurak knew that the prisoner was his friend and that he wouldn't leave without him. Legolas sighed bitterly, Hurak was right. During the night, Legolas had fallen asleep and his hair had fallen round his face covering it from view, now, as he had been woken by the din outside, he had not dared to move encase a passing orc had noticed, so he slowly brought his bound hands up to his face, and pulled his hair back best he could, then he traced his features on his face, he could feel bruises and cuts replacing his normal smooth soft skin.
'Oi! Get up ya lazy elf, time to get a move on!' a rough voice barked just outside the tree. Slowly Legolas rose and straightened himself as he left the tree. Most orcs were not as tall as him, and it gave Legolas a little confidence. He was give a few second to survey the camp before the orc poked him in the back with a badly made spear.
Pippin walked behind Gimli, but in front of a Dylag, his face was mucky except for the thin lines down his face where his tears had cleaned. He felt ashamed to be crying all most non-stop, but Merry had looked in so much pain, and he could do nothing to help, Boromir too was hurt and Aragorn left. He found himself wondering about the first time he met Strider, he seemed so brave and strong, but why did he leave without the others and especially Frodo? Shaking his head of the mind-numbing thoughts he tried to occupy himself by counting the dashes in Gimli's helmet, he got to 15 and stopped- the Dylags had stopped and now where rounding the fellowship up for a break. Pippin didn't know how tired he was until he cast himself down on the ground and looked at everyone else.
'Achoo!' Sam sneezed for the 5th time in half an hour. He tried wiping his nose, but ended up just dirtying his face more. Frodo couldn't help but find it amusing. Sam sniffed and exhaled loudly through his nose, 'Mr Frodo, I think I may have caught a cold,' he muffled.
'I can see that Sam, here have this it'll help you get better,' Frodo reached into his pocket and pulled out a small amount of crumbled soggy lembas, 'it's a bit wet from the marshes but I guess it will taste the same' Sam shook his head vigorously, 'no sir I cannot take this, and it's yours, besides I'm feeling much- achoo!'
Frodo placed the crumbs on Sam's lap and turned away so Sam could not give the precious elvish food back, he did not have to eat as much as Sam.
The day ended with a thick layer of mist swirling around the orc camp, it felt like it was choking Legolas as he finally was made to stop running, even for an elf the distance they covered was pretty difficult, especially for one who hadn't had much sleep food or pretty much anything worth living for. That is except for the fact he knew that Aragorn was alive and maybe the others, though a black cloud formed in his mind when thinking of them. 'Most likely dead,' he thought with an almost defeated sigh. Just as he thought he would retreat into the world of blackness, he spied a figure among the trees. It was tall and moved gracefully, and gave of what looked like a white shining light, but it seemed to Legolas that the orcs couldn't see it. The figure moved closer, but didn't break through the line of trees surrounding the camp; the mist swirled silently around it. Then Legolas heard a voice in his head: 'Legolas Greenleaf, what has become of you? I asked you to save the others and here you are bound up like a wild animal, I would've thought the Prince of Mirkwood would be more resourceful than this.' The voice in Legolas' head ended with a small chuckle, the elf knew who the voice belonged to and now could name the mysterious figure lurking in the trees, 'Gandalf!' he cried out in his head, jerking softly with delight. 'Yes tis I Gandalf the White, I ask you not to make a scene my young prince and listen to me carefully.' Legolas nodded slightly showing that he understood. 'You need to get Aragorn out of this camp, without harming him, the others are still in danger and are nearing death with every passing second.' Legolas listened and tried to work out the somewhat cryptic code that Gandalf usually talked in. Gandalf went through slowly the plan that Legolas would use to escape. The elf prince listened carefully, his strength and bravery creeping back to him. The night drew on and Legolas waiting in anticipation for what was going to happen.
Well tell me what you think and I'll write more, sooner this time for I am on a school break!!!! Hurrah!