When he awoke again it was almost midday. He hurried to brush his hair and pull on his robes. He raced towards the gates when he heard the sounding horn of visitors coming.



"Greetings, I bring great tidings from the land of the north." The squire spoke polity to Legolas. Legolas bowed slightly and took the squire's hand. He was leading his company of elven kin. Towards the middle of the parade of elves and horses there was a large covered cart pulled by 2 pure white stallions. Suddenly his eye began to fail him. His sight dimmed and the world seemed to lose its color. Everything melted away and he staggered forward. A great rush of fear flooded him as he dropped to his knees and fists to the ground. He heard this song.

"Calm your soul,

Enter into my arms

Let my words soothe you

And bring you back

To shadows of play

To a world that has been long lead astray.

Let my arms guild you back

To where you first met her

The river runs sweetly by

The waters crease your skin

You laugh and play

But than the water pulls you under its waves.

She saved your life, child.

And now she wants your dept paid."

For a moment there was just him and the darkness. It lingered around him and held to him tightly and warmly like a blanket. He screamed. "Little Pixie!" He called. "Stop this game at once."

Nothing.

"PIXIE! You wretched nymph! Where are you?" He grew angry out of fear. As his rage grew he began to tremble. The darkness was getting to him, fast. "Sarbith Faye!" He finally remembered the pixies name that he somehow couldn't remember until that moment. There was a swirl of colors moving swiftly passed him, a sweet humming sound started to buzz in his ears.

"Darling," It whispered. It was the nymph. "Be careful, you're walking on unfamiliar ground. She's made forget this moment long ago, but she is reminding you. Please do not look show any sign that I am here. If she finds out I've come to you last night or today I am dead."

"But why?" He whispered back. The lights and colors suddenly stopped and the blackness faded back in.

"You were always her play thing. Never mine. She's selfish… she wants things to herself." She sounded urgent.

"I still do not understand."

"Nor do you need to, dear elven boy. Not yet… be patient. I cannot delay any longer. Do not speak of me or to me from now on." She sat down upon his shoulder.

"Won't she see---"

"Silence." The tone in her voice frightened him. He had never heard her be so commanding and in charge. She was no longer a care free little sprite. Her voice wasn't as rich and deep as it once was… it sounded like it was trying to muffle the groans of complete pain. He was in utter confusion, but this was the way she always left him. Who was 'her'? What was her name? What did she want with him?

In a blink of an eye everything in his sight changed. Suddenly he was in a bright and open forest. He heard the sound of a stream near by. The sudden change in scenery made him loose his balance and he stepped backwards slightly. "Do not be too fearful." He heard her whisper. "It is just a memory replaying."

He stood there for several moments, stiffening. "Walk forward." The nymph whispered. "It alright." He was ashamed of himself. He actually felt safer with her at his side.

A/n: short… sorry bout that :P