A/N: This fic is AU, and it takes place after the war of the Ring. Not all
of the elves have departed [remember, AU.] So please refrain from hacking
my head off, stabbing me, or shooting me through the heart, my dear Tolkien-
purists[not like it is a crime to be one!] Constructive criticism is ok.
And be warned, this story contains slash, angst. It's just not a happy one.
None of the recognizable places or characters are mine [obviously!], and
neither is the song, Whitney owns it! Ok then..Sit down and read!
~One can have perfect eyesight, yet not see the truth , beauty and love placed right in front of him.~
I Learned From the Best.
The stone walls of Mirkwood have never changed. Until now. They became colder than ever. The King of Mirkwood, slumped in his tall seat, swirling the remaining alcohol in his glass and emptied it all at once. *smash* The broken shards of glass decorated the floor. He held one lone piece of glass in his palm and let himself bleed as it tore his skin. He laughed. A cold and spine chilling laugh. He looked at his hand. Blood. He suddenly started to tear, his lips started to quiver, his body started to shake. He slipped off his seat and his knees landed on the cold, grey floor. Then, face in his hands, he started to cry.
"Legolas!!!" Elrohir cried out. He sank to his friend's side, grasping his shoulders. "You have to stop this! Please..please.." he teared. Legolas looked up, staring into his deep grey eyes. Biting his lower lip, he buried his face in his friend's chest, clutching tightly onto soft material, disappearing into sobs. "Shh.shh.'tis alright..it's alright.." he whispered, rubbing Legolas' back soothingly. He kissed his brow.
"wh..wh.." Legolas mumbled. "What is it, mellonin?" Elrohir asked. "Why?" Legolas whimpered. Elrohir sighed.
~ "I love you."
"I'll never leave you."
"I shall remain by your side." "Forever."
Those words seemed to mean the world, everything, then. Now, they were just words.
Tears filled his eyes. A crumpled note in his hands. Not even a word from his own lips. just, a plain, old letter.
"Legolas,
Dear, I am sorry, but I must leave. I know that Undomiel has already departed, and we have loved, and lived. However, I must go, now. I shan't elaborate, I am so sorry for that, but I just cannot bare to tell you.
Naamarie. ~
His letter was so bleak. He did not explain anything at all, leaving Legolas confused, worried and most of all hurt. Why did he just leave? Without a goodbye? Without a reason?
In the day, Legolas would be King, proud and tall. Respected, loved, even feared. He would put his kingdom before his well being. He wanted to keep his promise to his ada. To be a greater King.
But at night, he became a shameful and weak elf. Drowning in wine, drowning in tears and sorrow. The nights were especially dark and lonely. As was him.
Elrohir always marveled at this. That's why he stayed by his side. That's why he respected him.
That's why he loved him.
~TBC~
A/N: hmm.good? bad? review, and do tell! Alright, I know that the letter from Aragorn was plain and did not do Aragorn any justice, or may even be considered OOC, but, continue looking out for updates, cos I'll justify him TEENSY but. But JUST a teensy bit. Hey, it's supposed to be torture for both parties, Aragorn supposed to be a bit of a bastard here: P. And, Elrohir had not sailed to Valinor, because, duh, he stayed by Legolas' side. Elladan was upset at first, but he already had a love of his own. So they understood each other. Ok? Now review, ask a question or something, I most likely will answer it.
~One can have perfect eyesight, yet not see the truth , beauty and love placed right in front of him.~
I Learned From the Best.
The stone walls of Mirkwood have never changed. Until now. They became colder than ever. The King of Mirkwood, slumped in his tall seat, swirling the remaining alcohol in his glass and emptied it all at once. *smash* The broken shards of glass decorated the floor. He held one lone piece of glass in his palm and let himself bleed as it tore his skin. He laughed. A cold and spine chilling laugh. He looked at his hand. Blood. He suddenly started to tear, his lips started to quiver, his body started to shake. He slipped off his seat and his knees landed on the cold, grey floor. Then, face in his hands, he started to cry.
"Legolas!!!" Elrohir cried out. He sank to his friend's side, grasping his shoulders. "You have to stop this! Please..please.." he teared. Legolas looked up, staring into his deep grey eyes. Biting his lower lip, he buried his face in his friend's chest, clutching tightly onto soft material, disappearing into sobs. "Shh.shh.'tis alright..it's alright.." he whispered, rubbing Legolas' back soothingly. He kissed his brow.
"wh..wh.." Legolas mumbled. "What is it, mellonin?" Elrohir asked. "Why?" Legolas whimpered. Elrohir sighed.
~ "I love you."
"I'll never leave you."
"I shall remain by your side." "Forever."
Those words seemed to mean the world, everything, then. Now, they were just words.
Tears filled his eyes. A crumpled note in his hands. Not even a word from his own lips. just, a plain, old letter.
"Legolas,
Dear, I am sorry, but I must leave. I know that Undomiel has already departed, and we have loved, and lived. However, I must go, now. I shan't elaborate, I am so sorry for that, but I just cannot bare to tell you.
Naamarie. ~
His letter was so bleak. He did not explain anything at all, leaving Legolas confused, worried and most of all hurt. Why did he just leave? Without a goodbye? Without a reason?
In the day, Legolas would be King, proud and tall. Respected, loved, even feared. He would put his kingdom before his well being. He wanted to keep his promise to his ada. To be a greater King.
But at night, he became a shameful and weak elf. Drowning in wine, drowning in tears and sorrow. The nights were especially dark and lonely. As was him.
Elrohir always marveled at this. That's why he stayed by his side. That's why he respected him.
That's why he loved him.
~TBC~
A/N: hmm.good? bad? review, and do tell! Alright, I know that the letter from Aragorn was plain and did not do Aragorn any justice, or may even be considered OOC, but, continue looking out for updates, cos I'll justify him TEENSY but. But JUST a teensy bit. Hey, it's supposed to be torture for both parties, Aragorn supposed to be a bit of a bastard here: P. And, Elrohir had not sailed to Valinor, because, duh, he stayed by Legolas' side. Elladan was upset at first, but he already had a love of his own. So they understood each other. Ok? Now review, ask a question or something, I most likely will answer it.