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Chapter Fourteen
As the stars decorated the darkening sky and the moon tried to hide behind the clouds, Legolas lay down on a bed of leafs and grass. He did not sleep, nor did he find rest. He just stared at the sky and counted the stars, losing track of the time. Suddenly, a high pitched yell disturbed the silence.
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"A message came from Rohan, my lord!" one of the Men disturbed the King, who was sitting in front of the fireplace, trying to read a book.
"A message you say?" Aragorn replied absently.
"A message sir, Rohan has been under attack!"
"Attack!?" Aragorn rose from his chair.
"Yes, sir, troups are heading for Rivendell, probably taking the shortcut through the forest!"
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The sound did not continue nor did it repeat. Legolas sat up, frowning. It was too dark to see what was going on, but even though it was completely silent, there were no other sounds.
Sighing, Legolas closed his eyes again, immediately falling into a peacefull sleep, a dream that carried him...
He was standing in front of Aragorn. They were both in a place that didn't matter, in a time that didn't matter. They only mattered to eachother.
Legolas heard his voice speak: "We have come to know each other little by little, but suddenly I find I know nothing about you that I understand, nothing about your feelings at all..." Legolas looked at Aragorn with sad eyes. "Please tell me what you feel by the time I am able to understand it... you may even shout," Legolas smiled bitterly.
Aragorn looked deeply into his eyes. "Don't smile with such sorrowful eyes, as if you were about to be broken. And dissappear."
"I will go then,... but I find I cannot return to those times when I didn't know you... I cannot forget you..." Legolas' voice faded and echoed and suddenly he awoke from the dream. It was morning.
"Rise and shine, Elf" said a voice from behind him.
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The wind had already gotten cold and strong when Aragorn rode his horse towards the forest, he had to see for himself wheter the rumors were true, wheter Ents and other beings had been attacking Rohan as well and if they were heading for Rivendell. If so, he had to get there first.
He followed a path through the hills. His eyes spotted footprints, which he remembered as being Legolas'.
Legolas.
Aragorn sighed. Where would he be walking? At what would he be staring at now?
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Legolas walked through the mossy paths of the forst, staring at the back of a Man. He didn't know the Man, neither the one behind him, but he recognised the weapon they carried: these Men belonged to the group that attacked Minas Tirith.
"Where are you taking me?" Legolas asked.
"Silence! We're taking you to our leader," one of the Men answered.
"Who may your leader be, then?" demanded Legolas.
The Man that was walking in front of him suddenly turned around. "Be warned, Elf, with your questions. Some questions may be asked, some may be not. You have gone too far, don't let it happen again."
"It is not the questions your fear. It is their answers." Legolas ended.
The journey took long through the forest, but finally they ended up at an open field.
"We'll stay here for the night" decided one of the Men.
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Aragorn did not stop his journey at the darkening sky. The stars and moon shone enough light for him to travel on.
Suddenly, he saw a bright fire far ahead.
Chapter Fourteen
As the stars decorated the darkening sky and the moon tried to hide behind the clouds, Legolas lay down on a bed of leafs and grass. He did not sleep, nor did he find rest. He just stared at the sky and counted the stars, losing track of the time. Suddenly, a high pitched yell disturbed the silence.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"A message came from Rohan, my lord!" one of the Men disturbed the King, who was sitting in front of the fireplace, trying to read a book.
"A message you say?" Aragorn replied absently.
"A message sir, Rohan has been under attack!"
"Attack!?" Aragorn rose from his chair.
"Yes, sir, troups are heading for Rivendell, probably taking the shortcut through the forest!"
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The sound did not continue nor did it repeat. Legolas sat up, frowning. It was too dark to see what was going on, but even though it was completely silent, there were no other sounds.
Sighing, Legolas closed his eyes again, immediately falling into a peacefull sleep, a dream that carried him...
He was standing in front of Aragorn. They were both in a place that didn't matter, in a time that didn't matter. They only mattered to eachother.
Legolas heard his voice speak: "We have come to know each other little by little, but suddenly I find I know nothing about you that I understand, nothing about your feelings at all..." Legolas looked at Aragorn with sad eyes. "Please tell me what you feel by the time I am able to understand it... you may even shout," Legolas smiled bitterly.
Aragorn looked deeply into his eyes. "Don't smile with such sorrowful eyes, as if you were about to be broken. And dissappear."
"I will go then,... but I find I cannot return to those times when I didn't know you... I cannot forget you..." Legolas' voice faded and echoed and suddenly he awoke from the dream. It was morning.
"Rise and shine, Elf" said a voice from behind him.
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The wind had already gotten cold and strong when Aragorn rode his horse towards the forest, he had to see for himself wheter the rumors were true, wheter Ents and other beings had been attacking Rohan as well and if they were heading for Rivendell. If so, he had to get there first.
He followed a path through the hills. His eyes spotted footprints, which he remembered as being Legolas'.
Legolas.
Aragorn sighed. Where would he be walking? At what would he be staring at now?
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Legolas walked through the mossy paths of the forst, staring at the back of a Man. He didn't know the Man, neither the one behind him, but he recognised the weapon they carried: these Men belonged to the group that attacked Minas Tirith.
"Where are you taking me?" Legolas asked.
"Silence! We're taking you to our leader," one of the Men answered.
"Who may your leader be, then?" demanded Legolas.
The Man that was walking in front of him suddenly turned around. "Be warned, Elf, with your questions. Some questions may be asked, some may be not. You have gone too far, don't let it happen again."
"It is not the questions your fear. It is their answers." Legolas ended.
The journey took long through the forest, but finally they ended up at an open field.
"We'll stay here for the night" decided one of the Men.
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Aragorn did not stop his journey at the darkening sky. The stars and moon shone enough light for him to travel on.
Suddenly, he saw a bright fire far ahead.