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This is meant to be a SUBTLE insult of Mary Sues.its not serious!! I cant stress that enough.. and corny as hell.make of it what you will.... you'd have to have my humour to find it slightly funny though.Please review! I love reviews!
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After meeting the beautiful wandering stranger, namely Mary, Legolas Greenleaf hadn't felt the same.
He always had felt in his heart that there was something missing, and he didn't know what could replace it. But as soon as he revived her and glimpsed her beautiful, yet unusual violet eyes he knew what he was missing and what could fill up that morbid hole.
Mary. Mary was the only person who could. But who was she? Where did she come from? Why was had he never seen her before? And why had she not wanted to tell him her name? Would he ever see her again?
The latter burnt his heart to cinders. What would he do without her?
Days began to stretch.from seeming like weeks to months, to years to immortal lifetimes.yet they were all still only 24 hours each.
He had not told anyone about her, for he felt her memory was sacred for some reason, but why he did not know.
Several days later, He was riding his horse Ethielwen through some thick scrublands several hours East of Rivendell. For most people, this place was out of their league, for information told that occasionally untrustworthy folk ventured through. But Legolas, undeterred, travelled through, although unaware of what to expect.
The sun was shining brightly though the trees as Ethielwen's hooves crunched the dry, dead grass. Although, travelling at a casual trot, for the Elf was in no hurry, she stopped suddenly, and jerked her head up as if trying to shake something off her nose, and insect of some sort.
Legolas rubbed his brown companions neck gently, whispering kind words to her. She was a good beast, with flawless eyesight and hearing and she never betrayed his trust, so although not worried Legolas was slightly confused at her sudden halt. With a little encouragement she started off.but in another direction.
'Etheilwen, where are you going?' he called to make himself heard as her lazy trot changed into an enthusiastic canter.
The Horse darted through bush and around tree when she slowed and stopped again. And then Legolas heard what had set her off. That beautiful voice, that familiar, tinkling, crystal clear song drifting through the air as it had that day not long ago just outside Rivendell. Faint though, so very faint as though she was still far away. He rubbed Etheilwen again congratulating her on her unique hearing and started her off again in the direction of the beautiful voice. For he was sure that this voice was Mary, Never before had he heard anyone sing like that.
It was a few minutes before he marked where she was. He peered through a large shrub, remembering how she scarpered last time and was careful not to be seen, for the time being anyway. What he did see though, made his heart melt, then plummet to his feet.
She was scraped up, with cuts and dirt on her arms. She was wearing not what seemed to be the tatty sheet that she wore on their first meeting, but what once in its day was a beautiful robe of shimmering blue, was now dirty, faded, tattered and frayed. Her perfect curls were tied back with a piece of ripped material, but with a single white flower hanging out and over. She had her back to him and was tending to something. Legolas silently moved a few leaves out the way to get a better view and was only just able not to gasp.
What it seemed to be was a home, if that's what you wanted to call it. It was a lot of dead branches leaning over each other, and underneath, a cooking pot, some odd herbs, which he didn't recognise, an old sheet spread out, possibly a bed, and a few meagre possessions scattered here and there. There was a little circle of rocks and some burnt ashes in the middle, just outside as well, most likely where she cooks. But the most surprising thing was, a beautiful necklace hung above the bed, simple looking but Legolas was sure that the large stone in it was a true sapphire as it shimmered blue in the light.
Beautiful Mary.is homeless? Ai, it could not be! Yet was else could all this mean?
Mary gave a weak cough (Zoolander anyone?) and rested one hand on a tree trunk to support her. Legolas's heart ached to see her like this.and wondered why she was.
Without warning she turned around and spotted Legolas there concealed in the bushes. She froze, her round violet eyes widened with surprise.
'What, are you-you doing here?' She questioned looking at him closely. The Elf was sure she recognised him, and he didn't know what to say.
'Mary, you're bleeding.' was all he could muster. Pity. He scrambled out of the bush and took her cut arm in his hand, stroking it with his thumb, inspecting it. Mary slipped her arm out of his grasped and clasped it with her free hand. She wrinkled her little nose.
'You cannot be here.' She whispered. 'Please leave.'
'Not until you tell me what you are doing here.'
'I live here.'
'But why.?'
'I-I cannot tell you,' she breathed. She looked so weak and helpless. It was no surprise that she collapsed the other day. She looked as though she might collapse now.
Etheilwen trotted cautiously out of the bushes. She shook her beautiful shiny black mane and let out a neigh. Mary's attention was diverted from Legolas to his steed. She reached out a hand and stroked Etheilwen down between the eyes.
'Beautiful horse,' she smiled. Her smile was warm, and even if it wasn't for him, her smile filled him with joy and hope. He felt invincible.
Etheilwen nuzzled her head against Mary's cheek. Mary let out a small laugh, which would soften even the coldest of hearts. Etheilwen had never taken to a person so fast.Mary had a definite affinity with animals.
Legolas knew what he had to ask her. It was love he felt, yes without doubt.
'Come back to Rivendell with me.'
Mary froze, her hand rubbing Etheilwen's neck.
Legolas held his breath. Would she, once again, run from him like a startled faun?
No, she didn't even look at him. 'It would be folly.'
'Tell me why!'
'I cannot!' she said, but she was weakening. 'I don't belong anywhere.I am like the ranger.
Legolas remembered Aragorn or "Strider." This was not so. Aragorn belonged to Gondor.
'But you could belong! Come with me!' Mary gently eased herself to he ground, although she was in pain.
'I was made to leave from whence I came from.' She whispered as though the very memory still haunted her dreams. Legolas sat down beside her, concerned. She continued. 'I was arranged to marry a man from when I was very young. He was a lot older that I, twenty four years to be exact. I did not want to but in my city, women like me did not have that choice.' She sighed as a tear fell from her eye.
'When I was sixteen we were married. I did not want to, for he was a murderer of animals, a hunter, who considered himself a sportsman. He was a rude, drunk who believed I was like a slave to him. He was a very cruel, cruel man.
Legolas reached over and gave her gentle hand a squeeze, but she did not seem to notice. She shed more tears.
'But what about your family? Did they not know what you were going through?'
My mother died just after the wedding.she had pneumonia. My father left when I was very young, most say he is dead as well. I have no brothers or sisters. I could not be helped. So I did what seemed the only thing I could do, I ran away. I gathered a few possessions, and fled the village.'
There was a silence. Legolas felt such a huge pity for this beautiful girl. He wanted to do for her all he could.
'I have lived out here for about two and a half years. But in the last six months I have not been well.I often collapse.feel very short of energy. I do not know if it can be cured.' She stopped short and seemed to choke on a few tears. She wiped her eyes.
'You cannot tell anyone. I belive my husband is around and he will kill me if he gets wind that I am alive. Oh, Ai, How I hate him!'
Legolas got down on one knee in front of her.
'Come back with me to Rivendell, when we can perhaps cure you, and keep you safe. No-one need know.'
'Why are you so nice to me fair elf?'
Legolas wanted to tell her he loved her but maybe she already knew. He thought it was best not to answer. If you are comfortable with the person you love silence is best. If you are in the same room together. You don't need to say anything.Its for real.*
L egolas helped her wrap up her few possessions in her blanket to take with her. He then placed the beautiful sapphire necklace around her neck, although she refused to tell where she got it.
He helped her mount Etheilwen and sat behind her so he could support her if she felt faint, as she was so weak. He was above the clouds.
* This is quoted from something that Britney Spears said about her fantastic relationship with Justin Timberlake (well fiddle dee dee) I thought its overload of corny ness was perfect for this cringe fest of a story ((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((())))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!! This story is painful to write.really! My gosh, o well, ITS MEANT TO BE HIDEOUSLY LAME !!!!!!! ITS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY!!!!!!!! please review! I love reviews.new chapter coming up sometime soon.god forbid.
This is meant to be a SUBTLE insult of Mary Sues.its not serious!! I cant stress that enough.. and corny as hell.make of it what you will.... you'd have to have my humour to find it slightly funny though.Please review! I love reviews!
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After meeting the beautiful wandering stranger, namely Mary, Legolas Greenleaf hadn't felt the same.
He always had felt in his heart that there was something missing, and he didn't know what could replace it. But as soon as he revived her and glimpsed her beautiful, yet unusual violet eyes he knew what he was missing and what could fill up that morbid hole.
Mary. Mary was the only person who could. But who was she? Where did she come from? Why was had he never seen her before? And why had she not wanted to tell him her name? Would he ever see her again?
The latter burnt his heart to cinders. What would he do without her?
Days began to stretch.from seeming like weeks to months, to years to immortal lifetimes.yet they were all still only 24 hours each.
He had not told anyone about her, for he felt her memory was sacred for some reason, but why he did not know.
Several days later, He was riding his horse Ethielwen through some thick scrublands several hours East of Rivendell. For most people, this place was out of their league, for information told that occasionally untrustworthy folk ventured through. But Legolas, undeterred, travelled through, although unaware of what to expect.
The sun was shining brightly though the trees as Ethielwen's hooves crunched the dry, dead grass. Although, travelling at a casual trot, for the Elf was in no hurry, she stopped suddenly, and jerked her head up as if trying to shake something off her nose, and insect of some sort.
Legolas rubbed his brown companions neck gently, whispering kind words to her. She was a good beast, with flawless eyesight and hearing and she never betrayed his trust, so although not worried Legolas was slightly confused at her sudden halt. With a little encouragement she started off.but in another direction.
'Etheilwen, where are you going?' he called to make himself heard as her lazy trot changed into an enthusiastic canter.
The Horse darted through bush and around tree when she slowed and stopped again. And then Legolas heard what had set her off. That beautiful voice, that familiar, tinkling, crystal clear song drifting through the air as it had that day not long ago just outside Rivendell. Faint though, so very faint as though she was still far away. He rubbed Etheilwen again congratulating her on her unique hearing and started her off again in the direction of the beautiful voice. For he was sure that this voice was Mary, Never before had he heard anyone sing like that.
It was a few minutes before he marked where she was. He peered through a large shrub, remembering how she scarpered last time and was careful not to be seen, for the time being anyway. What he did see though, made his heart melt, then plummet to his feet.
She was scraped up, with cuts and dirt on her arms. She was wearing not what seemed to be the tatty sheet that she wore on their first meeting, but what once in its day was a beautiful robe of shimmering blue, was now dirty, faded, tattered and frayed. Her perfect curls were tied back with a piece of ripped material, but with a single white flower hanging out and over. She had her back to him and was tending to something. Legolas silently moved a few leaves out the way to get a better view and was only just able not to gasp.
What it seemed to be was a home, if that's what you wanted to call it. It was a lot of dead branches leaning over each other, and underneath, a cooking pot, some odd herbs, which he didn't recognise, an old sheet spread out, possibly a bed, and a few meagre possessions scattered here and there. There was a little circle of rocks and some burnt ashes in the middle, just outside as well, most likely where she cooks. But the most surprising thing was, a beautiful necklace hung above the bed, simple looking but Legolas was sure that the large stone in it was a true sapphire as it shimmered blue in the light.
Beautiful Mary.is homeless? Ai, it could not be! Yet was else could all this mean?
Mary gave a weak cough (Zoolander anyone?) and rested one hand on a tree trunk to support her. Legolas's heart ached to see her like this.and wondered why she was.
Without warning she turned around and spotted Legolas there concealed in the bushes. She froze, her round violet eyes widened with surprise.
'What, are you-you doing here?' She questioned looking at him closely. The Elf was sure she recognised him, and he didn't know what to say.
'Mary, you're bleeding.' was all he could muster. Pity. He scrambled out of the bush and took her cut arm in his hand, stroking it with his thumb, inspecting it. Mary slipped her arm out of his grasped and clasped it with her free hand. She wrinkled her little nose.
'You cannot be here.' She whispered. 'Please leave.'
'Not until you tell me what you are doing here.'
'I live here.'
'But why.?'
'I-I cannot tell you,' she breathed. She looked so weak and helpless. It was no surprise that she collapsed the other day. She looked as though she might collapse now.
Etheilwen trotted cautiously out of the bushes. She shook her beautiful shiny black mane and let out a neigh. Mary's attention was diverted from Legolas to his steed. She reached out a hand and stroked Etheilwen down between the eyes.
'Beautiful horse,' she smiled. Her smile was warm, and even if it wasn't for him, her smile filled him with joy and hope. He felt invincible.
Etheilwen nuzzled her head against Mary's cheek. Mary let out a small laugh, which would soften even the coldest of hearts. Etheilwen had never taken to a person so fast.Mary had a definite affinity with animals.
Legolas knew what he had to ask her. It was love he felt, yes without doubt.
'Come back to Rivendell with me.'
Mary froze, her hand rubbing Etheilwen's neck.
Legolas held his breath. Would she, once again, run from him like a startled faun?
No, she didn't even look at him. 'It would be folly.'
'Tell me why!'
'I cannot!' she said, but she was weakening. 'I don't belong anywhere.I am like the ranger.
Legolas remembered Aragorn or "Strider." This was not so. Aragorn belonged to Gondor.
'But you could belong! Come with me!' Mary gently eased herself to he ground, although she was in pain.
'I was made to leave from whence I came from.' She whispered as though the very memory still haunted her dreams. Legolas sat down beside her, concerned. She continued. 'I was arranged to marry a man from when I was very young. He was a lot older that I, twenty four years to be exact. I did not want to but in my city, women like me did not have that choice.' She sighed as a tear fell from her eye.
'When I was sixteen we were married. I did not want to, for he was a murderer of animals, a hunter, who considered himself a sportsman. He was a rude, drunk who believed I was like a slave to him. He was a very cruel, cruel man.
Legolas reached over and gave her gentle hand a squeeze, but she did not seem to notice. She shed more tears.
'But what about your family? Did they not know what you were going through?'
My mother died just after the wedding.she had pneumonia. My father left when I was very young, most say he is dead as well. I have no brothers or sisters. I could not be helped. So I did what seemed the only thing I could do, I ran away. I gathered a few possessions, and fled the village.'
There was a silence. Legolas felt such a huge pity for this beautiful girl. He wanted to do for her all he could.
'I have lived out here for about two and a half years. But in the last six months I have not been well.I often collapse.feel very short of energy. I do not know if it can be cured.' She stopped short and seemed to choke on a few tears. She wiped her eyes.
'You cannot tell anyone. I belive my husband is around and he will kill me if he gets wind that I am alive. Oh, Ai, How I hate him!'
Legolas got down on one knee in front of her.
'Come back with me to Rivendell, when we can perhaps cure you, and keep you safe. No-one need know.'
'Why are you so nice to me fair elf?'
Legolas wanted to tell her he loved her but maybe she already knew. He thought it was best not to answer. If you are comfortable with the person you love silence is best. If you are in the same room together. You don't need to say anything.Its for real.*
L egolas helped her wrap up her few possessions in her blanket to take with her. He then placed the beautiful sapphire necklace around her neck, although she refused to tell where she got it.
He helped her mount Etheilwen and sat behind her so he could support her if she felt faint, as she was so weak. He was above the clouds.
* This is quoted from something that Britney Spears said about her fantastic relationship with Justin Timberlake (well fiddle dee dee) I thought its overload of corny ness was perfect for this cringe fest of a story ((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((())))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!! This story is painful to write.really! My gosh, o well, ITS MEANT TO BE HIDEOUSLY LAME !!!!!!! ITS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY!!!!!!!! please review! I love reviews.new chapter coming up sometime soon.god forbid.