A/N: Thank you to all of you that reviewed, I luv u all very much lol. This Chapter is dedicated to all u.
Disclaimer: I own nothing u recognize...blah blah blah, you know the drill.
Chapter 8. And Another?
Sadly, Eleniel knew that what Haldir had said was true; she probably wouldn't see him for a long time. She could not help it when her mind began to race with thoughts--some of them good, and some of them... well, not so good. "What if I never see him again... what if he goes away and never comes back?" She shook the thought away and walked steadily back to her talon.
When she arrived, she climbed up the ladder hastily and went inside. Sitting down on a chair, she gazed out the window. Holding her head in her hand and leaning on the windowsill obviously wasn't a good idea, because when she heard someone cough from behind her, she snapped out of her dreamlike state and half her body was hanging out of the open window. She gathered herself up and changed position in the chair so that she was facing the Elf that had just entered her home.
When she looked at him, she could not help but gasp. The first thing she noticed was his striking black hair and ocean blue eyes. This was no ordinary elf, oh no.... This was a Noldor! Never before had she seen a Noldor; never had she been able to take in their obvious beauty or handsomeness. The Elf looked confused, and then spoke, his voice fair and gentle.
"Oh! I am extremely sorry Milady. I have sought out the wrong talon--please forgive me if I have disturbed you."
Eleniel just kept her eyes locked with his. For some reason, she just could not look away... It was as if she was under some sort of spell. Finally she spoke. "No, do not worry, you have not disturbed me at all. Are, um... you in a hurry to get to someplace?"
"No, I was just simply looking for my brother's talon, but I guess I must have taken a wrong turn somewhere.... Seems that I am always lost, no matter where I happen to be," he said while scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment.
"Would you care to stay for a bit?" Eleniel had no clue why she had just invited this stranger into her house, but her mind just told her to go with it. The tall elf just simply nodded his head. He took off his cloak and hung it carefully on the hook-like piece of wood near the door.
"Please, come sit down. Can I get you anything? Would you like something to drink? Or perhaps something to eat?" Eleniel asked him eagerly.
"Just some water. That'll be fine, please," he said calmly.
Eleniel walked quickly over to the 'kitchen' part of her talon and retrieved a bottle of water and a cup. Walking back over to the table where he sat, she placed the cup and the bottle down in front of him. She walked around to the other side of the table, pulled a chair out for herself, and sat down.
She watched him carefully as he opened the bottle and poured the water into the cup. He was graceful, just as Haldir was. Only there was something else about this elf… He was different somehow. Seeing as how she didn't even know his name, she decided it would be polite to ask him.
"What is your name?" Eleniel asked timidly. "Wow, this elf really does have an effect on me... but why?" she thought to herself.
The elf set down the cup and looked up at Eleniel.
"I am called Seliatmah," he said slightly confidently. Eleniel's mind raced again... Seliatmah.... she sounded his name out carefully. '"Hm... Sel... high, iat... fire, mah... MAGE? It couldn't be… Does your name have some sort of meaning?" she asked cautiously, as not to sound too suspicious.
Seliatmah avoided her eyes as she asked this question, but then he thought it better to just answer, for if he tried to avoid the question, she would find it odd. "I... I have a-a bit of a secret.... no one knows, except my father... b-but I'm willing to tell you... as long as you promise not to tell anyone else," he told her, a bit nervous at what the consequences might be. Eleniel just nodded her head and looked him in the eyes.
"My father died a short time ago... and I don't understand how... but one night... he came to me...in a dream. He made me take his hand... he told me he had a gift for me... but I just didn't understand. The when I woke up, my hand was... it was burning and it was red. I closed my eyes, and a small ember began to burn on the palm of my hand. I-I am a fire mage," he told her, hoping she would understand. Eleniel stared at him. She could not think of anything to say.... So she was not the only one with a 'gift'. He began to apologize and get up from his seat, when Eleniel rushed over to him, and grabbed his right hand in hers. He just stopped what he was doing and looked at her, confused.
"I had the same dream! Only... it was my mother who was in it! And when I woke up, my hand was burning too! Then I closed my eyes… and it began to rain. I must be a water mage..." she trailed off; never did she think there was someone out there who was just like her. Seliatmah must understand what she goes through every waking moment of her life--confusion, depression, sadness, and loneliness… for he must go through the same thing! Suddenly she remembered Haldir, and a frown began to make its way onto her face... He didn't know or understand what she went through. But he was so sweet and gentle... and he cared about her.
Completely zoned out, all Eleniel could do was stare at Seliatmah.... And in her heart, she knew that something was going to happen. She was going to have to make some sort of decision... Something was going to change...
TBC....
A/N: OOOOOOOO Major cliffy there! I finally got an idea for the story. If you haven't figured it out by now, you will in the later chapters coming up.
Lemme know what you think, I kinda like this idea ;)
Till next time
--------Equinus
Disclaimer: I own nothing u recognize...blah blah blah, you know the drill.
Chapter 8. And Another?
Sadly, Eleniel knew that what Haldir had said was true; she probably wouldn't see him for a long time. She could not help it when her mind began to race with thoughts--some of them good, and some of them... well, not so good. "What if I never see him again... what if he goes away and never comes back?" She shook the thought away and walked steadily back to her talon.
When she arrived, she climbed up the ladder hastily and went inside. Sitting down on a chair, she gazed out the window. Holding her head in her hand and leaning on the windowsill obviously wasn't a good idea, because when she heard someone cough from behind her, she snapped out of her dreamlike state and half her body was hanging out of the open window. She gathered herself up and changed position in the chair so that she was facing the Elf that had just entered her home.
When she looked at him, she could not help but gasp. The first thing she noticed was his striking black hair and ocean blue eyes. This was no ordinary elf, oh no.... This was a Noldor! Never before had she seen a Noldor; never had she been able to take in their obvious beauty or handsomeness. The Elf looked confused, and then spoke, his voice fair and gentle.
"Oh! I am extremely sorry Milady. I have sought out the wrong talon--please forgive me if I have disturbed you."
Eleniel just kept her eyes locked with his. For some reason, she just could not look away... It was as if she was under some sort of spell. Finally she spoke. "No, do not worry, you have not disturbed me at all. Are, um... you in a hurry to get to someplace?"
"No, I was just simply looking for my brother's talon, but I guess I must have taken a wrong turn somewhere.... Seems that I am always lost, no matter where I happen to be," he said while scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment.
"Would you care to stay for a bit?" Eleniel had no clue why she had just invited this stranger into her house, but her mind just told her to go with it. The tall elf just simply nodded his head. He took off his cloak and hung it carefully on the hook-like piece of wood near the door.
"Please, come sit down. Can I get you anything? Would you like something to drink? Or perhaps something to eat?" Eleniel asked him eagerly.
"Just some water. That'll be fine, please," he said calmly.
Eleniel walked quickly over to the 'kitchen' part of her talon and retrieved a bottle of water and a cup. Walking back over to the table where he sat, she placed the cup and the bottle down in front of him. She walked around to the other side of the table, pulled a chair out for herself, and sat down.
She watched him carefully as he opened the bottle and poured the water into the cup. He was graceful, just as Haldir was. Only there was something else about this elf… He was different somehow. Seeing as how she didn't even know his name, she decided it would be polite to ask him.
"What is your name?" Eleniel asked timidly. "Wow, this elf really does have an effect on me... but why?" she thought to herself.
The elf set down the cup and looked up at Eleniel.
"I am called Seliatmah," he said slightly confidently. Eleniel's mind raced again... Seliatmah.... she sounded his name out carefully. '"Hm... Sel... high, iat... fire, mah... MAGE? It couldn't be… Does your name have some sort of meaning?" she asked cautiously, as not to sound too suspicious.
Seliatmah avoided her eyes as she asked this question, but then he thought it better to just answer, for if he tried to avoid the question, she would find it odd. "I... I have a-a bit of a secret.... no one knows, except my father... b-but I'm willing to tell you... as long as you promise not to tell anyone else," he told her, a bit nervous at what the consequences might be. Eleniel just nodded her head and looked him in the eyes.
"My father died a short time ago... and I don't understand how... but one night... he came to me...in a dream. He made me take his hand... he told me he had a gift for me... but I just didn't understand. The when I woke up, my hand was... it was burning and it was red. I closed my eyes, and a small ember began to burn on the palm of my hand. I-I am a fire mage," he told her, hoping she would understand. Eleniel stared at him. She could not think of anything to say.... So she was not the only one with a 'gift'. He began to apologize and get up from his seat, when Eleniel rushed over to him, and grabbed his right hand in hers. He just stopped what he was doing and looked at her, confused.
"I had the same dream! Only... it was my mother who was in it! And when I woke up, my hand was burning too! Then I closed my eyes… and it began to rain. I must be a water mage..." she trailed off; never did she think there was someone out there who was just like her. Seliatmah must understand what she goes through every waking moment of her life--confusion, depression, sadness, and loneliness… for he must go through the same thing! Suddenly she remembered Haldir, and a frown began to make its way onto her face... He didn't know or understand what she went through. But he was so sweet and gentle... and he cared about her.
Completely zoned out, all Eleniel could do was stare at Seliatmah.... And in her heart, she knew that something was going to happen. She was going to have to make some sort of decision... Something was going to change...
TBC....
A/N: OOOOOOOO Major cliffy there! I finally got an idea for the story. If you haven't figured it out by now, you will in the later chapters coming up.
Lemme know what you think, I kinda like this idea ;)
Till next time
--------Equinus
