A/N: Eeee! The Sheep Chapter!
- For Tithen Min
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Part 73
" Legolas, Legolas ", Aragorn shouted as he rode after his best friend. Legolas had disappeared so abruptly, pursued by a black, wicked creature, The ranger feared for his friend's well being and prayed to the Valar that nothing had befallen him. He kept calling but his cries were swallowed up in the abyss of his surroundings and the Elf was nowhere to be seen in the accursed darkness.
Elrohir followed rapidly after his little brother, his own grievances now cast aside. He had escaped their shadow for now and went flying down the path on his horse, his gray cloak and raven hair rippling behind him with his speed. Legolas was beloved to him, as much a brother to him as Aragorn was. And while no brotherly love could surpass that which Aragorn felt for Legolas, the prince of Mirkwood was very dear to the Peredhel twins, especially Elrohir.
Elladan rode swiftly out of formation, up and past the Dunedain, and behind his twin, with the Dwarf clinging to him in the great speed the Elf rode at. If it were not for the grave situation of his friend, Elladan would've laughed at Gimli's deep and obvious dislike for horses. But now he could only focus on rescuing Legolas and his gray eyes were set ahead of him.
" Legolas ", Aragorn called again. Nothing. " Legolas, answer me if you fare well ", he shouted. But silence was his only answer.
But then, as the light of his torch crept ahead of him, a figure came into view. It was Legolas, sitting very still atop Arod, his back to Aragorn. The ranger slowed Roheryn, who panted laboriously, and cautiously approached his best friend.
Legolas sat tall and still upon Arod, his silvery blonde tresses cascading down his back, his blue eyes hard and dark as they stared ahead.
" Legolas? " Aragorn said gently.
" The Dead follow us still. We must move. We cannot linger. Many choices lie yet before us ", said the Elf with an empty tone.
" Legolas, are you all right? " Aragorn questioned as he lay a hand firmly on the Elf's shoulder.
" Aragorn, lead us on ", said the Elf as he finally looked the ranger in the eyes. Aragorn nodded, but was still concerned. Behind them, the twins rode up hastily.
" Legolas, mellonin, are you all right? " asked Elrohir.
" What happened? " Elladan inquired right after his twin.
" Blast it, could you have gone any faster? " came Gimli's annoyed and rather flustered voice as he questioned Elladan.
Legolas turned to face them all, letting a smile creep up his face at their faces, all frantic and waiting.
" Peace, I am well ", he said with amusement.
But the twins did not readily believe him.
Legolas stifled a laugh. " Come, come, my friends ", he beckoned them, nudging his heels into Arod so that the horse moved forward, past the others. " To tarry here is folly."
Aragorn, Gimli, and the twins exchanged uneasy glances but followed after the Elf without further question if had taken place in their absence.
Halbarad, at the head of the rest of the Dunedain, met up with Legolas, looking less than calm. All the men had obviously ridden hard, though unable to match the speed of the twins on their Elven steeds. Halbarad laid a hand on Legolas' shoulder, surprising the Elf, and looked at him sternly with his gray eyes. Legolas kept himself from smiling. The man reminded him of Aragorn when he looked at Legolas like that.
" Are you all right, Master Legolas? " Halbarad inquired.
Legolas clapped his hand on the Dunedan's shoulder.
" Not to worry, Halbarad ", he said almost cheerfully." I am well. And please, call me Legolas. I get enough of the 'Master' from the Dwarf ", Legolas said, signaling with his eyes behind him. Halbarad laughed at this and his eyes twinkled when they fell back on Legolas.
" Even in this wicked, dark place, you strike laughter in the hearts of Men ", he said to the Elf prince. Legolas smiled, pleased with himself.
" Come, friends. It is not long now before we escape this darkness. Ride on with me, now ", came Aragorn's voice, addressing all the Gray Company.
" I will speak with you later, my friend ", Legolas told Halbarad. " For now, it is back to line trudging like sheep. And with Aragorn as our shepherd, I fear for our sheeply lives ", he added as he left Halbarad. And he smiled to himself when he heard the man break out in hearty laughter.
Legolas fell back into formation at the back of the line, with Gimli behind him once more. Elladan did not return for a few moments. He was with Elrohir nearer the front, Legolas saw. Elladan had his hand beneath Elrohir's chin, and he whispered to his twin in Elvish, the two sets of gray eyes locked in the intensity of their love. Legolas smiled at this. The twins were so close it was unbelievable. Elladan loved Elrohir more than anyone else in the world. And that was why Legolas knew Elrohir would be all right.
- For Tithen Min
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Part 73
" Legolas, Legolas ", Aragorn shouted as he rode after his best friend. Legolas had disappeared so abruptly, pursued by a black, wicked creature, The ranger feared for his friend's well being and prayed to the Valar that nothing had befallen him. He kept calling but his cries were swallowed up in the abyss of his surroundings and the Elf was nowhere to be seen in the accursed darkness.
Elrohir followed rapidly after his little brother, his own grievances now cast aside. He had escaped their shadow for now and went flying down the path on his horse, his gray cloak and raven hair rippling behind him with his speed. Legolas was beloved to him, as much a brother to him as Aragorn was. And while no brotherly love could surpass that which Aragorn felt for Legolas, the prince of Mirkwood was very dear to the Peredhel twins, especially Elrohir.
Elladan rode swiftly out of formation, up and past the Dunedain, and behind his twin, with the Dwarf clinging to him in the great speed the Elf rode at. If it were not for the grave situation of his friend, Elladan would've laughed at Gimli's deep and obvious dislike for horses. But now he could only focus on rescuing Legolas and his gray eyes were set ahead of him.
" Legolas ", Aragorn called again. Nothing. " Legolas, answer me if you fare well ", he shouted. But silence was his only answer.
But then, as the light of his torch crept ahead of him, a figure came into view. It was Legolas, sitting very still atop Arod, his back to Aragorn. The ranger slowed Roheryn, who panted laboriously, and cautiously approached his best friend.
Legolas sat tall and still upon Arod, his silvery blonde tresses cascading down his back, his blue eyes hard and dark as they stared ahead.
" Legolas? " Aragorn said gently.
" The Dead follow us still. We must move. We cannot linger. Many choices lie yet before us ", said the Elf with an empty tone.
" Legolas, are you all right? " Aragorn questioned as he lay a hand firmly on the Elf's shoulder.
" Aragorn, lead us on ", said the Elf as he finally looked the ranger in the eyes. Aragorn nodded, but was still concerned. Behind them, the twins rode up hastily.
" Legolas, mellonin, are you all right? " asked Elrohir.
" What happened? " Elladan inquired right after his twin.
" Blast it, could you have gone any faster? " came Gimli's annoyed and rather flustered voice as he questioned Elladan.
Legolas turned to face them all, letting a smile creep up his face at their faces, all frantic and waiting.
" Peace, I am well ", he said with amusement.
But the twins did not readily believe him.
Legolas stifled a laugh. " Come, come, my friends ", he beckoned them, nudging his heels into Arod so that the horse moved forward, past the others. " To tarry here is folly."
Aragorn, Gimli, and the twins exchanged uneasy glances but followed after the Elf without further question if had taken place in their absence.
Halbarad, at the head of the rest of the Dunedain, met up with Legolas, looking less than calm. All the men had obviously ridden hard, though unable to match the speed of the twins on their Elven steeds. Halbarad laid a hand on Legolas' shoulder, surprising the Elf, and looked at him sternly with his gray eyes. Legolas kept himself from smiling. The man reminded him of Aragorn when he looked at Legolas like that.
" Are you all right, Master Legolas? " Halbarad inquired.
Legolas clapped his hand on the Dunedan's shoulder.
" Not to worry, Halbarad ", he said almost cheerfully." I am well. And please, call me Legolas. I get enough of the 'Master' from the Dwarf ", Legolas said, signaling with his eyes behind him. Halbarad laughed at this and his eyes twinkled when they fell back on Legolas.
" Even in this wicked, dark place, you strike laughter in the hearts of Men ", he said to the Elf prince. Legolas smiled, pleased with himself.
" Come, friends. It is not long now before we escape this darkness. Ride on with me, now ", came Aragorn's voice, addressing all the Gray Company.
" I will speak with you later, my friend ", Legolas told Halbarad. " For now, it is back to line trudging like sheep. And with Aragorn as our shepherd, I fear for our sheeply lives ", he added as he left Halbarad. And he smiled to himself when he heard the man break out in hearty laughter.
Legolas fell back into formation at the back of the line, with Gimli behind him once more. Elladan did not return for a few moments. He was with Elrohir nearer the front, Legolas saw. Elladan had his hand beneath Elrohir's chin, and he whispered to his twin in Elvish, the two sets of gray eyes locked in the intensity of their love. Legolas smiled at this. The twins were so close it was unbelievable. Elladan loved Elrohir more than anyone else in the world. And that was why Legolas knew Elrohir would be all right.
