Purple sky II: Life as it spins

By Angelic Elf

Disclaimer: Same as part one and if anyone hasn't caught on, that means I do not own anything lotrish. That belongs to the amazing talented and all round nice guy Tolkein. Other characters belong to their masters and if you want a background check, look in part one reviews, there holds all the answers.

(Oh, if you can understand guitar musical notation, you will get the song.)

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Chapter 12: Of love and music

Philomel's p.o.v.

I woke early beside Elanor, who was wedged between me and Ilana. I felt bad. I didn't want to loose my best friend over something so stupid as this. I glanced at the new sun and an idea sprung to my thoughts like a lightning bolt. I would play her a tune! I got up, opened up my pack for a quill and parchment (I carried it everywhere, just in case)and I grabbed my flute. I slipped on my worn brown leather boots, got to my feet, picked up my writing equipment and headed off to a secluded area where I could write. It was a warm day, coming into spring. I tried to invoke into that and come up with something.

I hummed a tune a nearby bird was singing, trying to come up with something. I put my flute to my mouth and blew out various notes.

¾ A C D E F# E D B G A B C A A G A

    B G E C B A G# F# G A A G G F# E

    D B G A B C A A G A B G E G

    G F# E D B G A B C B A G F# G A G

(If you don't know guitar musical notation that was greensleaves in A minor.)

"Perfect!" I said to myself, writing down exactly what I had just played. Ilana will love it.

I picked myself off the ground, taking with me all I had and walked back off to camp, which was now stirring.

Blythe's p.o.v

Everyone was still asleep. I saw Philomel make her way off to a small area not to far from camp. I wondered what she was doing, but then I noticed her flute and knew she was going to practise. Fair enough, if you can't sleep, then invoke on music. It is the language of the soul and gives a calming feel.

I stood up fixing up my pants as I went. I seemed to have twisted them around in my sleep. Once that was set in order, I brushed my hair behind my ears, and set off for a little walk of my own. I spotted Beau, standing up, his right hand shading the light from his eyes looking out towards Mel. I couldn't see the expression on his face well. I wanted to know what he was thinking. I knew that Mel liked him, but did he like her. I decided to find out.

"Good morning Beau, I trust you slept well."

"I did indeed milady, may I ask that you did the same?"

"Of course you may, and in fact I did. What is that you are looking for my friend?" I said, cheekily, a smile on my face. He then turned to face me.

"Oh…um…nothing…nothing at all…why do you ask?" he said, blushing ever so slightly as elves can.

"No reason…" I replied, turning away smirking, oh yeah, he had it bad. I wanted to tell Mel the news so badly! It was so cute! But I had to find out for sure…but how? Legolas…

Legolas' p.o.v

I was shaken softly from my slumber. "Legolas!" a familiar voice whispered in my ear. "Wake up! It is late and we must rise!" It was Blythe. Who else would wake me so that I would not be the last one? Certainly not Aragorn or Gimli, they would find it something to jest at for sure. 

I woke up clearly and stared into my true loves eyes. "Diola lle meldamin."

"It is alright, come now, let's get ready, I have much to speak with you today."

"And what may they be?"

"Not now, pack and eat first."

"Alright."

I stood up and took Blythe's hand, leading her to the bonfire where breakfast was being served. I ate a light breakfast of lembas bread. I was not hungry, I was just eager to get home. A few more days and we would be there, but for this afternoon, we would meet the lord and lady of the wood. I pondered at why Elrond had sent Gandalf away, and then threw the thought away. It was of a good judgement and best if I did not interfere. 

I packed up my gear and loaded it onto my horse. Blythe was standing ready next to Astaldo. She looked so beautiful, the wind blowing through her hair, wearing her blue travelling clothes. Like a warrior princess only with the grace of the elves. She will make a fine queen. I smiled and mounted my horse. She still stared off into the distance, something was on her mind. I wish I could tell what it was. It was not too horrifying, as her expression was that of mirth, then I noticed what she was looking at.

Beau's p.o.v

"May I help you there Lirimaer?" lovely one I asked Philomel as she struggled to load her pack onto the back of her horse. She turned around and blushed like a tomato.

"Oh…hehehe…thanks, that would be great." She replied, stepping aside as I swiftly and easily placed the pack on the horse's back and tightened it there. I wanted to impress her, but not frighten her away. I heard her bickering with Ilana yesterday. Apparently she was 'crushing' on me, whatever that meant. I hoped it meant what I wanted it to. Ever since I met her, I never thought I could hold such feelings, especially for a human. I turned around to face her, handing her the reins as she took them and mounted her horse. I gave a sharp whistle as my horse Aier or shorty made his way over to me. I mounted and waited beside Philomel. We exchanged quick glances every no and then. I felt my face burn, but I showed no sign of embarrassment, but she did. With every glance, Philomel went to a deeper shade of red. Finally, Aragorn made the call and we were off, headed toward Lorien.

Late that afternoon, the lord and lady of the wood were waiting silently of horses, with many of their people. Among the faces I spotted a familiar friend, one of whom I had not seen in almost 5 years. He had passed to the grey havens on a special errand, and was given leave to return to middle earth. I did not know why, but I was glad he was with us again.

Aragorn's p.o.v

I stopped at the head of the line. In the distance that was closing in I saw Galadriel and Celeborn. They were sitting tall upon their steads. We made our way quickly over to them.

"My lord, milady Quel re."

"Mae govannon." Replied Celeborn, "Shall we leave, and we have few hours of light left and many miles yet to go."

"En rant Heruamin."Of course my lord I said, signalling for our party to move on. The lord and lady took up ranks with Blythe and Legolas. I noticed an old friend ride out from behind them. "Haldir! Nae saian luumé!" it has been too long

"Indeed so mellonamin, come now lets away. I would like to hear your tales in the mean time." Haldir said, patting me on the shoulder.

"Then I shall my friends, but first, what of you, how have you been?" I asked, moving Brego up to the next gait.

"Well, I have travelled to the grey havens, as you are aware, completed my task and have met the lovely Thea, Granddaughter of Galadriel. I was informed that she has a younger sister who is in our company."

"Yes, that is true. Now what of Thea…Is she well?" I asked anxiously.

"Very well, in fact, Glorfindel has taken quite a liking to her, and she has to him. I won't be surprised to hear of their marriage."

"Glorfindel? I would never have thought that he would love. You know what he is like. Very much like Erestor, he is. At least Erestor chose to marry and have children. I am surprised I have not fallen off my faithful stead."

"As I am my friend. I was overwhelmed when I first heard. But it is true." Haldir replied, laughing heartily. It was good that he was back.

We rode on in silence for the remaining hours of light, then camp was assembled. I was beginning to feel the toll of the road upon me again. I was getting old, and yet still had many years ahead of me. I sat down on the ground near the fire and wondered in the wading light if Eldarion would be a just king, like his fore fathers. I could hardly wait to see him grow up, yet I wanted him to enjoy his youth forever. He was still too young for me to teach him all he needed to know. I hope I would be around to teach him, as my father was not.

Beau's p.o.v.

I wandered around the camp, trying to find Philomel. I wanted so much to tell her how I felt, but I couldn't. Even earlier as she rode off, I tried to call to her but the words got caught in my throat. Why must it be so hard? Maybe tonight it would not be so, and maybe I can finish an entire sentence. I can speak to her in elvish easily, but westron? It is a difficult task.

I walked forward, not entirely looking where I was going and bumped into Blythe. "Sorry there Beau." She said, turning around.

"No milady…amin hiraetha." I'm sorry

"Its alright really…where are you going like that…in such a daze. It is questionable."

"Um…well…actually…I was um…looking for Philomel. You wouldn't happen to know where she was would you?" I asked, blushing slightly, fidgeting with my sleave.

"En rant. Khila amin." of course. Follow me. she said, leading the way through the campsite. I kept close behind, making sure I memorised the way so I get back to my tent. We stopped in front of a small white tent held up by a tree branch. The tent material was draped over the branch. "Go right in." Blythe urged, waiting beside the tent until I was in.

I got on all fours and crawled in. "Philomel?" I called. It was so dark inside I could barely see.

"Yes, who's that?" returned a sleepy voice.

" Oh I'm sorry did I wake you? It's Beau."

"no, your right, hold on a second." She said. The was a spark and then all could be seen. She had lit a lamp and placed it off to the side. "what did you want to speak about?" she asked, her eyes glistening in the dull light.

"well, um… lle naa vanima." I spat out, nervous as I could ever be. you are beautiful

"Sorry, I don't really know much elvish." She said.

Philomel's p.o.v

I had no idea what he said but his voice, his language was so beautiful. I wanted to hear more.

"Philomel…Vanimle sila tiri…ummmmm…well…i…like you…" He cringed and closed his eyes, waiting for answer. My face lit up. He likes me………he… He likes me! He likes me! He likes me! What should I do? My heart was bouncing up and down. Otherwise I contained my body. I could scream!

"Beau? I…like you to." I said, calming down a bit. He opened up his right eye, saw my face and opened the other.

"You do? Lle lakwenien?" are you joking? I was astounded, but I wanted to know if she was jesting or not.

"Yes I do… why wouldn't I? Your smart, funny, and heaps of fun to be around." I said, blushing ever so slightly more.

"Um…I don't really know…its just, no other maiden has liked me before, especially a human maiden."

"Beau, I'm no maiden…and I do like you…don't doubt yourself."

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Authors note!

Yes its another authors edition. Go Beau and Mel…tell me where you guys wanna go with this. I know I'm taking forever to get to Mirkwood but they will get there! Don't fear! Its only the 12th chapter!

Thank you to all you reviewers! Its you guys that keep me going and I feel I don't thank you enough. So thank you again!

When purple sky is complete I will be releasing a new story Oire laure. I can't say anymore about it coz I have only just started it. Also, I would like to write individual stories for each character or couple or their children (hint hint) in purple sky. Nothing big, just small adventures. We'll see.

The stern mystic: I'm glad that you hold my writing in such high esteem, but I just got back! I was still really tired and I felt like I was neglecting you lot! Well at least I tried…

Oracle: I had no idea that was ur real name. Well my dear, its seems u have been dropped into M.E! u will get together with Eomer shortly. I can't wait to read your fic. Tell me when its out and its name and summary and stuff.

Levanna: Yes not long to do to the wedding. I have nerves myself just thinking about it! Thranduil, well, I have no idea but it will come, hopefully. He is tough, but I want to get his softer side out in the open. It will be interesting indeed! Oooh! Aragorn's moon! Yahoo! I'll r and r asap! You rock!