A/N: Hopefully I'll be able to start getting these up every weekend or so.
I've been having quite a few ideas. ;) Thanks to those of you who are
bearing with me!
Wandering Prophet- Yep, this should be one out of a few conflicts.
__________________
Chapter five-
I had the vague memory of moving to my bed at some point in the evening. I couldn't be sure whether I had dozed off or was awake. The light outside my south facing window had faded gradually to night. My stomach was aching and my head was throbbing painfully. The pillow I lay on was damp from the tears that rolled off my hot face.
I knew I would ultimately choose Lothlorien. Anything was better than suitors. But the fact that my father had forced me into it made it seem unnatural. Yellow moon beams were scattered on my floor like loose pieces of parchment. slightly choppy The glow from them was enough to indicate that the seasons were changing. I sat up quickly, feeling a short lived wave of dizziness wash over me. An idea crept into my mind that I could not shake. I got up quietly, aware that my parents had long since gone to bed. I managed to put together a pack despite weak and trembling legs. I took a few changes of clothes, a well sharpened knife, the book I was currently reading, a blanket of deep blue, and silvery cloak from my grandmother.
I opened the door cautiously and peered through the gloom of the dark house. Closed drapes adorned every window, taking away even the light from the moon. I went to the kitchen softly, stopping every few moments to check for the sound of someone waking. But all was silent. I managed to fit some provisions and cooking gear into my bag as well. I took a couple apples and a few strips of dried meat. I went into one of the cupboards and pulled out the smallest cooking pot we owned which was little used, a bowl, and a canteen of leather.
I went to the door, stumbling over an upturned rug-corner, just barely catching my balance. The post clanked against the knife in my pack and I held my breath, waiting to see if anyone had woken. Hearing no movement I proceeded out the door, closing it carefully behind me. Outside, the air had the pleasant feeling of being new. The weather was beginning to loose its sharpened edge. With lifted spirits I went to the stables, careful not to disturb the horses. I went to Alatriel's stall. Her ears pressed forward at the sight of me and I extended my hand to her velvet nose as I undid the latch. "We're going for a ride," I whispered to her, leading her out. I jumped on her back, twisting my fingers securely into her mane.
We slipped through the silent streets almost invisibly. Few people were still out at this hour, giving me the impression that it was later than I had first thought. We passed through each gate easily. The guards, who were known to ask questions after a certain time, seemed not to notice us. More than one I found to be sleeping. Hearing the clop of Alatriel's hooves on the cobblestones, I realized that I had not yet thought through what I was doing. My heart beat faster and I urged Alatriel on faster, afraid that I would change my mind.
We soon made it to the outer reaches of the city. We were stopped at the very last gate by a guard who still seemed to have his wits about him. "What is your business?" the man asked from above me. I could catch a glimpse of his armor, but not his face.
"To leave the city," I called up to him in a steady voice. There were a few moments of silence when I could feel his eyes boring into me. I discretely pulled my cloak hood up higher over my face.
"You may pass," he said in a bored tone. I squeezed Alatriel's sides with my shins and she trotted obediently through the gate. Alatriel reared up on her hind legs as she stepped onto the grassy plains of Pelennor fields. We left the roadway and cut across towards Mt. Mindoullin. The wind from the momentum of her gallop sent my hood off my head and tugged at my dress. Her black mane meshed with my hair, the two indistinguishable in the wind. We went on until the trees leaned over us. Alatriel puffed as I lead her through the woods, her neck was gleaming with sweat. We came to the clearing without any event. It was the first time I had ever visited it during the nighttime hours. I tied Alatriel to one of the trees on a long length of rope and took the blanket from my pack and spread it over the ground which was already damp with dew. I stretched out on it and before I could think, I fell into sleep.
......My father's solid face was still burning in my mind; his angry expression glaring through the gloom at me. I began running again. Hoping to banish the image. The feeling of being pursued was over-powering. My foot hit something sticking out of the ground. Before I could regain my balance I had fallen hard. My cheek was pressed against the moist earth. I could smell the warm dirt mixed with the layers of dead leaves. A burning pain began spreading through my leg. I staggered to my feet. Each step I took was now filled with a pulsing ache. I could feel it gaining on me. Its breath seemed hot and wet on the back of my neck...
___________________
Thanks for reading! Please let me know what you think! Review!
Wandering Prophet- Yep, this should be one out of a few conflicts.
__________________
Chapter five-
I had the vague memory of moving to my bed at some point in the evening. I couldn't be sure whether I had dozed off or was awake. The light outside my south facing window had faded gradually to night. My stomach was aching and my head was throbbing painfully. The pillow I lay on was damp from the tears that rolled off my hot face.
I knew I would ultimately choose Lothlorien. Anything was better than suitors. But the fact that my father had forced me into it made it seem unnatural. Yellow moon beams were scattered on my floor like loose pieces of parchment. slightly choppy The glow from them was enough to indicate that the seasons were changing. I sat up quickly, feeling a short lived wave of dizziness wash over me. An idea crept into my mind that I could not shake. I got up quietly, aware that my parents had long since gone to bed. I managed to put together a pack despite weak and trembling legs. I took a few changes of clothes, a well sharpened knife, the book I was currently reading, a blanket of deep blue, and silvery cloak from my grandmother.
I opened the door cautiously and peered through the gloom of the dark house. Closed drapes adorned every window, taking away even the light from the moon. I went to the kitchen softly, stopping every few moments to check for the sound of someone waking. But all was silent. I managed to fit some provisions and cooking gear into my bag as well. I took a couple apples and a few strips of dried meat. I went into one of the cupboards and pulled out the smallest cooking pot we owned which was little used, a bowl, and a canteen of leather.
I went to the door, stumbling over an upturned rug-corner, just barely catching my balance. The post clanked against the knife in my pack and I held my breath, waiting to see if anyone had woken. Hearing no movement I proceeded out the door, closing it carefully behind me. Outside, the air had the pleasant feeling of being new. The weather was beginning to loose its sharpened edge. With lifted spirits I went to the stables, careful not to disturb the horses. I went to Alatriel's stall. Her ears pressed forward at the sight of me and I extended my hand to her velvet nose as I undid the latch. "We're going for a ride," I whispered to her, leading her out. I jumped on her back, twisting my fingers securely into her mane.
We slipped through the silent streets almost invisibly. Few people were still out at this hour, giving me the impression that it was later than I had first thought. We passed through each gate easily. The guards, who were known to ask questions after a certain time, seemed not to notice us. More than one I found to be sleeping. Hearing the clop of Alatriel's hooves on the cobblestones, I realized that I had not yet thought through what I was doing. My heart beat faster and I urged Alatriel on faster, afraid that I would change my mind.
We soon made it to the outer reaches of the city. We were stopped at the very last gate by a guard who still seemed to have his wits about him. "What is your business?" the man asked from above me. I could catch a glimpse of his armor, but not his face.
"To leave the city," I called up to him in a steady voice. There were a few moments of silence when I could feel his eyes boring into me. I discretely pulled my cloak hood up higher over my face.
"You may pass," he said in a bored tone. I squeezed Alatriel's sides with my shins and she trotted obediently through the gate. Alatriel reared up on her hind legs as she stepped onto the grassy plains of Pelennor fields. We left the roadway and cut across towards Mt. Mindoullin. The wind from the momentum of her gallop sent my hood off my head and tugged at my dress. Her black mane meshed with my hair, the two indistinguishable in the wind. We went on until the trees leaned over us. Alatriel puffed as I lead her through the woods, her neck was gleaming with sweat. We came to the clearing without any event. It was the first time I had ever visited it during the nighttime hours. I tied Alatriel to one of the trees on a long length of rope and took the blanket from my pack and spread it over the ground which was already damp with dew. I stretched out on it and before I could think, I fell into sleep.
......My father's solid face was still burning in my mind; his angry expression glaring through the gloom at me. I began running again. Hoping to banish the image. The feeling of being pursued was over-powering. My foot hit something sticking out of the ground. Before I could regain my balance I had fallen hard. My cheek was pressed against the moist earth. I could smell the warm dirt mixed with the layers of dead leaves. A burning pain began spreading through my leg. I staggered to my feet. Each step I took was now filled with a pulsing ache. I could feel it gaining on me. Its breath seemed hot and wet on the back of my neck...
___________________
Thanks for reading! Please let me know what you think! Review!