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story...it ain´t the money, it ain´t the fabulous capability and freetime
to make a humongo bestseller, or that i´ve been to war.......We were both
born on January 3rd, that´s it.....zip....zero....zilch....i own nothing
else. The plot is mine however....kinda....got it of my friend´s super
freaky dream she had. (Love ya sav, lylasbnetk!)
A/N: If you ppl just hate Grima anyway, you won´t know whether to stay or leave.....let´s just say Grima has a very different way of life after midnight....lol...you´ll see!
Gandalf and Selmorwai were passing handing hand, sheltered by their cloaks, in the shadows of the passing marble columns that resided at every few paces in the castle. They turned a curve, and climbed a steep dark staircase. At the top of the next floor they faced a pair of large chestnut doors. Selmorwai took a step back and looked back at the staircase they´d just climbed. She couldn´t stand leaving him, it meant that morning would come, after another sleepless night and she would have to avoid her love during the day or if not pretend that there was nothing. It was forbidden.
"Come now, melda. Don´t cower away. Be strong, my love!" Gandalf turned and caressed her shoulders, turning her face towards him.
"Why can´t we leave, Gandalf. We can run away. Forget the rule. Forget the secrets. Let´s live our love! .....I......I don´t know if I can stand this anymore. I´m with you by night and so distant from you by day. I wish the sun not to rise, but then remember the way you smile when it does and.....and I can´t anymore. It´s so unkind! So foolish that the purest and strongest power cannot be put into battle because it is ´wrong.´"
"Now, now. We still have a couple moments before he arrives, you know how untidy his aide is. Hallyna couldn´t find him on time for his meeting if he were right in front of her." She smiled at the comment. "That´s my gorgeous goddess. Come on. We have to go in now."
Gandalf held and relaxed her trembling hand within his own, while searching for the nook in the marble walls beside the door for the spring to open the door. He found it at last, and staring into his love´s eyes pressed it. The chestnut doors opened slowly showing them into a beautifully decorated common room. In the center the floor was sunken about a foot and a half down in the shape of a circle and random velvet pillows, fundoons, and altogether fluffy objects were in there, making it the sitting space. The room was lit by large candles on tall, onyxlike candelabras framing the walls. The sitting area had a brightly colored fuscia veil flowing down to the floor where it was tied down in two seperate strips to onyxlike bars that protruded from the floor near the insit space. Behind the insit, a little blocked off from view because of the veils sat a cherrywood desk, carved with marvelous designs where a slightly plump woman sat scripting some note or other. A matching cherrywood bookcase stood proudly and towering behind the short plump woman. She didn´t notice their entrance until the couple had reached her.
They patiently waited in front of her to be adressed before Gandalf spoke. "Hallyna...dearest....we´re back to see Grima."
"Huh?..."She placed her quill in it´s keep and placed the cork top over the pot if tint quickly. "Oh my.....Sunrise is approaching isn´t it. It´s amazing to watch the sun just slipping over the horizon, isn´t it?" She commented looking out one of the narrow windows at a beautiful dawn-dusk scene.
"Hallyna.....We need to see Grima. You know sunrise is the worst of times. Could you inform him that we are here and will be awaiting him in the blue room?"
"Of course, I´m on it immediately. Enjoy the moments before sunrise for it brings life to some and sorrow to others, but you are not dead, no, simply enjoy the bliss of each others company and ......"
"We know, Hallyna, don´t worry. We always enjoy even the slightest moment of each other´s company, no mind to you. Thank you and we will be off to the blue room now."
"Right, well I´ll be on to finding the master for you all."
"Tut-tut! No more chatter and don´t call him that. You know he much prefers another name."
"I find it so.....degrading to call him so.....Well, I´m of for him anyways. Now where did he say he was going to be at at this time? Hmmm....Whose on his schedule for today? And what rooms have they taken? Hmm...."Hallyna proceded in taking randomn books from the shelf trying to fiund the schedule.
"She´ll never change, will she?" Gandalf smiled and guided his love around a collumn and wall into an adjoining room decorated with the same insit in the middle and the same candelabras except it was decorated in celestial shades of periwinkle, navy, aqua, and lavender and the insit had a more oval shape to it.. They took a seat in the extreme of the insit to be closer to each other but comfortable and Selmowrai lay down with her head in her lover´s lap as he watched her and carressed her silky blonde locks. She closed her eyes to enjoy the bliss of her lover´s touch but a tear escaped from her eyes none the less. They sat in silence, Gandalf reached out to dry the tear away with his weathered hands, soft to the touch and then leant down and placed a quick soft kiss on his young would-be-bride´s lips. She smiled as he hovered back over her face, carressed her cheek again, and they shared a passionate kiss. They didn´t want to let go of each other. They wanted to sun to drown in the tide of light it was stirring through the sky.
That was when they heard a sound of glass shattering and stopped, both looked in the direction from which they had entered the room.
"Hallyna....! They both said at the same time. They laughed and continued on with their kiss, Gandalf´s hands massaged his lover´s scalp and hers slung over his shoulders.
"Ahem!" They didn´t want to look, their eyes continued shut and they continued their kiss. The moment for departure was about to arrive.
"Hem, hem!" came a voice nearby, a patter of light footsteps also announced the entrance of some other ten persons into the room. "AHEM! AHEM!"
They could ignore him no longer. Grima had arrived. They kept their eyes closed and released the kiss, shared a few quick pecks gazing into each others glance, Gandalf carressed her cheek and she sat back up.
Behind their seat at the insit, Grima was looking at the lover´s with an evil smile placed upon his lips, he wore large, platformed black boots making him taller, and black silk trousers, a white loose blouse, untucked, and a black silk jacket over it. On his head lay the article of his nightwear that he most prided in: his black hat with a magenta/fuscia feather peeking over the top and a red band attaching the feather. He was leaning against a cherrywood walking stick to support his skeltonlike figure up with his boot-clad feet dragging and swaying behind. Behind him stood a dozen or so beautiful elves and women all clad in tight blouses, dresses , loose skirts and some in over-corsets, all a beautiful sight, some with their hair recollected into buns and braids while others let their curls or straight locks hang loose.
"Now you two looked awful comfortable, am I right?" Selmorwai had to hold back her words. She had never trusted fully this figure but Gandalf had ensured her that he was completely honest and an excellent secret-keeper, if well-bribed. The bid had been that they would say nothing of his business to anyone, and he would provide a manner to make sure Selmorwai was brought and taken back to her residence without any knowledge that she had appeared here during hours that were prohibited. Gandalf also knew that Grima was as fierce as any pimp in Minastirith could be so she would also be placed under a protecting hand while she moved eiother to or from the castle. He hated to see her mixed with such persons but it was their only safe way. Grima was a good ally to have, especially after midnight when his business began.
Gandalf held Selmorwai´s hands in his own and pulled her close to him. Their foreheads touched, affectionately, but no gaze was held because it would only announce the sorrow that sunrise was almost up and the departure too near. They hugged tight and he whispered in her ear "Melda lai laírai". "Melda lai laírai" she answered back. Then Grima pulled her to her feet and out of the insit, their hands kept tact as long as they could before pulled apart sadly and he blew her a kiss.
"Let´s go my lovelies!" Grima placed his arms around two exotic looking brunettes who responded instantly in exploring his chest and muttering flirtlily about the softness of the blouse and jacket. Selmorwai maintained eye contact before reaching the curb at which she would depart and mouthed "Melda...." Gandalf was left alone in the celestial room, with nothing but velvet fluffy things for comfort. He looked at where his love had just disappeared and whispered "Melda......." He closed his eyes and tried to keep his mind off her, he had to return to his own quarters now, away from her and rest until it was the waking hour for all in Minas tirith, for the hour in which she would return to tutor the guards´ sons and daughters, the hour to begin pretending. A sad hour but at least he would be enjoying the bliss of her presence.
A/N: ok....now that i got that finished....finally, i have a few other projects to work on. Geez! I had writer´s block a lil while ago and now I have so many ideas (mostly book cossovers for lotr or harry potter, but whatever) and I don´t have enough time to write everything. I´m just afraid I´m gunna forget some of my ideas. I hope you liked it. Plz review, even if your a friend of flames, so I can see what you thought of it. Luv yas! The Infamous: Megs B
Oh...and if anyone could be so kind as to tell me how you persobnalize your profile, i´d give ya a cookie ::waves oreo temptingly:: Thanx, uh........ buhbye!
A/N: If you ppl just hate Grima anyway, you won´t know whether to stay or leave.....let´s just say Grima has a very different way of life after midnight....lol...you´ll see!
Gandalf and Selmorwai were passing handing hand, sheltered by their cloaks, in the shadows of the passing marble columns that resided at every few paces in the castle. They turned a curve, and climbed a steep dark staircase. At the top of the next floor they faced a pair of large chestnut doors. Selmorwai took a step back and looked back at the staircase they´d just climbed. She couldn´t stand leaving him, it meant that morning would come, after another sleepless night and she would have to avoid her love during the day or if not pretend that there was nothing. It was forbidden.
"Come now, melda. Don´t cower away. Be strong, my love!" Gandalf turned and caressed her shoulders, turning her face towards him.
"Why can´t we leave, Gandalf. We can run away. Forget the rule. Forget the secrets. Let´s live our love! .....I......I don´t know if I can stand this anymore. I´m with you by night and so distant from you by day. I wish the sun not to rise, but then remember the way you smile when it does and.....and I can´t anymore. It´s so unkind! So foolish that the purest and strongest power cannot be put into battle because it is ´wrong.´"
"Now, now. We still have a couple moments before he arrives, you know how untidy his aide is. Hallyna couldn´t find him on time for his meeting if he were right in front of her." She smiled at the comment. "That´s my gorgeous goddess. Come on. We have to go in now."
Gandalf held and relaxed her trembling hand within his own, while searching for the nook in the marble walls beside the door for the spring to open the door. He found it at last, and staring into his love´s eyes pressed it. The chestnut doors opened slowly showing them into a beautifully decorated common room. In the center the floor was sunken about a foot and a half down in the shape of a circle and random velvet pillows, fundoons, and altogether fluffy objects were in there, making it the sitting space. The room was lit by large candles on tall, onyxlike candelabras framing the walls. The sitting area had a brightly colored fuscia veil flowing down to the floor where it was tied down in two seperate strips to onyxlike bars that protruded from the floor near the insit space. Behind the insit, a little blocked off from view because of the veils sat a cherrywood desk, carved with marvelous designs where a slightly plump woman sat scripting some note or other. A matching cherrywood bookcase stood proudly and towering behind the short plump woman. She didn´t notice their entrance until the couple had reached her.
They patiently waited in front of her to be adressed before Gandalf spoke. "Hallyna...dearest....we´re back to see Grima."
"Huh?..."She placed her quill in it´s keep and placed the cork top over the pot if tint quickly. "Oh my.....Sunrise is approaching isn´t it. It´s amazing to watch the sun just slipping over the horizon, isn´t it?" She commented looking out one of the narrow windows at a beautiful dawn-dusk scene.
"Hallyna.....We need to see Grima. You know sunrise is the worst of times. Could you inform him that we are here and will be awaiting him in the blue room?"
"Of course, I´m on it immediately. Enjoy the moments before sunrise for it brings life to some and sorrow to others, but you are not dead, no, simply enjoy the bliss of each others company and ......"
"We know, Hallyna, don´t worry. We always enjoy even the slightest moment of each other´s company, no mind to you. Thank you and we will be off to the blue room now."
"Right, well I´ll be on to finding the master for you all."
"Tut-tut! No more chatter and don´t call him that. You know he much prefers another name."
"I find it so.....degrading to call him so.....Well, I´m of for him anyways. Now where did he say he was going to be at at this time? Hmmm....Whose on his schedule for today? And what rooms have they taken? Hmm...."Hallyna proceded in taking randomn books from the shelf trying to fiund the schedule.
"She´ll never change, will she?" Gandalf smiled and guided his love around a collumn and wall into an adjoining room decorated with the same insit in the middle and the same candelabras except it was decorated in celestial shades of periwinkle, navy, aqua, and lavender and the insit had a more oval shape to it.. They took a seat in the extreme of the insit to be closer to each other but comfortable and Selmowrai lay down with her head in her lover´s lap as he watched her and carressed her silky blonde locks. She closed her eyes to enjoy the bliss of her lover´s touch but a tear escaped from her eyes none the less. They sat in silence, Gandalf reached out to dry the tear away with his weathered hands, soft to the touch and then leant down and placed a quick soft kiss on his young would-be-bride´s lips. She smiled as he hovered back over her face, carressed her cheek again, and they shared a passionate kiss. They didn´t want to let go of each other. They wanted to sun to drown in the tide of light it was stirring through the sky.
That was when they heard a sound of glass shattering and stopped, both looked in the direction from which they had entered the room.
"Hallyna....! They both said at the same time. They laughed and continued on with their kiss, Gandalf´s hands massaged his lover´s scalp and hers slung over his shoulders.
"Ahem!" They didn´t want to look, their eyes continued shut and they continued their kiss. The moment for departure was about to arrive.
"Hem, hem!" came a voice nearby, a patter of light footsteps also announced the entrance of some other ten persons into the room. "AHEM! AHEM!"
They could ignore him no longer. Grima had arrived. They kept their eyes closed and released the kiss, shared a few quick pecks gazing into each others glance, Gandalf carressed her cheek and she sat back up.
Behind their seat at the insit, Grima was looking at the lover´s with an evil smile placed upon his lips, he wore large, platformed black boots making him taller, and black silk trousers, a white loose blouse, untucked, and a black silk jacket over it. On his head lay the article of his nightwear that he most prided in: his black hat with a magenta/fuscia feather peeking over the top and a red band attaching the feather. He was leaning against a cherrywood walking stick to support his skeltonlike figure up with his boot-clad feet dragging and swaying behind. Behind him stood a dozen or so beautiful elves and women all clad in tight blouses, dresses , loose skirts and some in over-corsets, all a beautiful sight, some with their hair recollected into buns and braids while others let their curls or straight locks hang loose.
"Now you two looked awful comfortable, am I right?" Selmorwai had to hold back her words. She had never trusted fully this figure but Gandalf had ensured her that he was completely honest and an excellent secret-keeper, if well-bribed. The bid had been that they would say nothing of his business to anyone, and he would provide a manner to make sure Selmorwai was brought and taken back to her residence without any knowledge that she had appeared here during hours that were prohibited. Gandalf also knew that Grima was as fierce as any pimp in Minastirith could be so she would also be placed under a protecting hand while she moved eiother to or from the castle. He hated to see her mixed with such persons but it was their only safe way. Grima was a good ally to have, especially after midnight when his business began.
Gandalf held Selmorwai´s hands in his own and pulled her close to him. Their foreheads touched, affectionately, but no gaze was held because it would only announce the sorrow that sunrise was almost up and the departure too near. They hugged tight and he whispered in her ear "Melda lai laírai". "Melda lai laírai" she answered back. Then Grima pulled her to her feet and out of the insit, their hands kept tact as long as they could before pulled apart sadly and he blew her a kiss.
"Let´s go my lovelies!" Grima placed his arms around two exotic looking brunettes who responded instantly in exploring his chest and muttering flirtlily about the softness of the blouse and jacket. Selmorwai maintained eye contact before reaching the curb at which she would depart and mouthed "Melda...." Gandalf was left alone in the celestial room, with nothing but velvet fluffy things for comfort. He looked at where his love had just disappeared and whispered "Melda......." He closed his eyes and tried to keep his mind off her, he had to return to his own quarters now, away from her and rest until it was the waking hour for all in Minas tirith, for the hour in which she would return to tutor the guards´ sons and daughters, the hour to begin pretending. A sad hour but at least he would be enjoying the bliss of her presence.
A/N: ok....now that i got that finished....finally, i have a few other projects to work on. Geez! I had writer´s block a lil while ago and now I have so many ideas (mostly book cossovers for lotr or harry potter, but whatever) and I don´t have enough time to write everything. I´m just afraid I´m gunna forget some of my ideas. I hope you liked it. Plz review, even if your a friend of flames, so I can see what you thought of it. Luv yas! The Infamous: Megs B
Oh...and if anyone could be so kind as to tell me how you persobnalize your profile, i´d give ya a cookie ::waves oreo temptingly:: Thanx, uh........ buhbye!