A/n: I know it's taken awhile but I have other stories. It's summer vacation so I'll be updating much more often. Ah summer. Such a wonderful time of the year.
Disclaimer: Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way. Oh what fun it is to say the disclaimer today, hey! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way. Oh what fun it is not to say I don't own Lord of the rings. Hey!
Okay..........strange.
Chapter 12: You can confide in me
It had been two days since that time. Two days since the words were spoken between the two friends. Elrond refused to let them leave yet. It was six A.M. right now. The sun was rising and making last nights rain glitter on the grass. The sky was a mixture of red, pink, yellow, orange and purple. They all blended together to make a mixture of colors that created the sunrise.
A lone figure stood against the pale morning light, hair falling gracefully down his back, now free of dirt and blood.
Aragorn awoke then, and looked up at Legolas. He was not standing straight, but leaning against the wall, his hand feeling the air as if he had never experienced it before. The sun shone honey sweet light on the damp ground and tried to give it the sensation of being dry. All seemed happy in it's wake.
Legolas however was frowning. The sunlight didn't feel natural. It felt spent and looked pale as if sick. As if it had been commanded to shine but would give in to clouds if it could. But it couldn't.
"Mani naa lle umien mellon nin?" asked Aragorn in elvish, knowing hobbit ears were about. (What are you doing my friend?)
"Uume dela," he said in an even voice. (Don't worry)
"Kwentra amin. Lle e' amin. Lye mellon nin." Aragorn put a comforting hand on Legolas's shoulder, waiting for an explanation. (Tell me. You can confide in me. You are my friend)
Legolas sighed and looked at the rapidly rising sun. Finally he spoke. "Seorsa n'ataya. Ve' ta il anwa." (Nature feels different. Like it's not real)
Aragorn nodded. It was true. Everything seemed to be commanded to do whatever it was doing, and it gave off the feeling that it was not real, that's it was fake. Legolas, being a wood elf would be extremely affected.
"Amin," Aragorn said quietly, knowing the elves ears would pick up his soft voice. (I know)
They stood in silence, watching the blue in the sky slowly disappear. The other colors all began to return to their usual spots, and soon only a light blue sky and a yellow sun remained. Legolas and Aragorn looked over the blanket of wild flowers. They were so thick they looked like a soft carpet, and you wouldn't believe you couldn't walk on top of them. The sound of water trickled as it ran down the small stream near the window. The friends smiled at each other and silently, without even agreeing, both nimbly jumped from the window into the dense branches of the tree.
They hid there a few minutes before Glorfindel walked in, two food trays in hand. When he turned around to face the beds he groaned. The cotton colored sheets were bear, the puffy cloud blankets deserted and forgotten.
"Again. Must they always do this? Must they ALWAYS leave their beds when they come here?" Glorfindel muttered about how life had been easier without Legolas around, but then changed his mind.
"Well at least they're well enough to move. But they better be back by dinner, or I'll have to go tell Lord Elrond that they're missing!" He glanced at the tree and shook his head, leaving the trays for them.
The two grinned at each other. He knew them so well.
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Gandalf sat silently in a chair, muttering to himself as he read over old scrolls of magical objects.
Pippin and Merry sat side by side on the ground, talking and laughing about happier times. "I was the one who won the pie eating contest," Merry said.
"No I was!" Pippin said quickly.
"I was!"
This continued on for a long time. So long that even Gandalf looked up from his reading to stare at the hobbits, who had now stood and were saying it over and over.
"I was!"
"I was!"
"I was!"
"I was!"
"I was!"
"I was!"
"I was!"
"I was!"
"I was!"
"I was!"
Now after half an hour of this Frodo and Sam, who had watched mildly interested fro five minutes, were getting annoyed. Gandalf was passed annoyed and was ready to snap when Frodo spoke up.
"Neither of you won. Both of you tied remember?" Frodo said.
The two stopped momentarily, then both said at the same time "You were wrong!" The four hobbits laughed heartily.
Gandalf let a small smile creep on to his face before continuing his reading. He couldn't find anything of interest until he came across a strange picture.
There was an old staff, small and knobby and made of what looked to be an old tree branch. A blood red ruby sat on the end of the staff. The information that followed was...
The blood staff is a powerful weapon. It was created by Corshipl Narath. He created this weapon in the second age, though nobody knew of it. It was secret, and was just discovered written in his records. He is long gone, and none now know where the staff lies. It is only known that the staff can change the weather, though there are rumors that it can also cha-
Here the ink smudged, and when Gandalf looked to the next page, it was torn out. He looked at it questionably.
The answer of the riddle would not come easily, especially when there were young hobbits to look after, who seemed to be getting quite bored. Gandalf reread the page and stood up. "Anyone for a story?" he asked.
All four of the hobbits gathered round. It had been a long time since they had heard one of Gandalfs stories.
"This is a tale from long ago, about the girl warrior Viresse lote. It is an elvish name, meaning April flower. Now Viresse Lote was a beautiful girl. She had light brown hair that ran down to her waist. It waved like the ocean down her back, and she smelled of flowers, always flowers. She was different from her sister and brother. Her brother, Beleg taren meaning strong prince, just focused on learning to rule his kingdom. Her sister, maksa rosa meaning soft rain, thought solely of her beauty and how not to disturb it.
But Viresse lote, she was different. She stood in the rain just to feel in on her head. Stood in the wind just so her light hair would fly. Dove in rivers, fought in battles, but only when she snuck off. Her beautiful red dress that reached to her ankles was cut. She cut it with a dagger so it ran jaggedly across her knees.
Viresse lote liked doing things her own way. Her family didn't understand her, for none of the girls in the family had ever acted this way. She snuck off to battles and came back unscathed...most of the time. She'd hurt herself a fair number of times too. Broken arm, stab wound, but she always managed to come back alive, and pull through her injuries.
One day the clouds were in the sky, looking so friendly that you could grab them and hold them tight. After fifteen minutes though, a snowstorm began. They didn't know how there could be a snowstorm, as it was the middle of July. Viresse lote thought she saw something disappear behind a bush, something blood red."
Gandalf stopped and thought about the tale he was telling, and of the description of the staff. Tree branch...blood red ruby...
.....................
Meanwhile, outside Legolas and Aragorn had snuck off. They did this every time they thought they had healed but Elrond thought they hadn't. Out the window to the tree, through the flowers, past the pond, into the woods. Practicing their fighting skills or just sitting around and talking.
Due to the fact that their injuries were not fully healed, they decided to just sit and talk. "Our injuries are not bad. We deserve to be let outside," Legolas grumbled.
"We are," Aragorn pointed out.
"We snuck out like always."
"And Glorfindel covered for as."
"Like always."
They smiled at each other and sat in comfortable silence, just enjoying each other's company. Cotton candy clouds rolled across the sky as the faint breeze moved them. As suddenly as a twig cracks when it snaps in half the climate changed. The sky turned grey and snow fell hard on the two friends.
The two stared a moment before Legolas understood. They had been followed. Aragorn and Legolas stood up and started walking back to the tree. They had to get inside before they were caught.
They scrambled up the tree and got into their beds just as the door opened. Lord Elrond looked in and smiled. "I do think you two should be able to get out of here and leave tommorow." The two smiled but hid their laughter. Elrond looked out the window and sighed. "Resting this long completely heals the injuries, so tommorow you can both head out."
Glorfindel stuck his head in the door. "Lord Elrond, Gandalf has requested your presence." He looked at Aragorn and Legolas and almost smiled, before leading Elrond away.
Legolas smiled again and looked at Aragorn. He glanced at the window and frowned. Someone was tampering with the weather, and this was causing them problems.
Aragorn looked at Legolas and said, "You can always confide in me Legolas."
Legolas smiled again. "I know."
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April: Well there it is, another chapter done! Hope you all enjoyed it!
Review responses:
Niniel28b: Thanks. I appreciate it.
Chantal J: Thanks. Here's the next chapter.
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Please review.
Disclaimer: Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way. Oh what fun it is to say the disclaimer today, hey! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way. Oh what fun it is not to say I don't own Lord of the rings. Hey!
Okay..........strange.
Chapter 12: You can confide in me
It had been two days since that time. Two days since the words were spoken between the two friends. Elrond refused to let them leave yet. It was six A.M. right now. The sun was rising and making last nights rain glitter on the grass. The sky was a mixture of red, pink, yellow, orange and purple. They all blended together to make a mixture of colors that created the sunrise.
A lone figure stood against the pale morning light, hair falling gracefully down his back, now free of dirt and blood.
Aragorn awoke then, and looked up at Legolas. He was not standing straight, but leaning against the wall, his hand feeling the air as if he had never experienced it before. The sun shone honey sweet light on the damp ground and tried to give it the sensation of being dry. All seemed happy in it's wake.
Legolas however was frowning. The sunlight didn't feel natural. It felt spent and looked pale as if sick. As if it had been commanded to shine but would give in to clouds if it could. But it couldn't.
"Mani naa lle umien mellon nin?" asked Aragorn in elvish, knowing hobbit ears were about. (What are you doing my friend?)
"Uume dela," he said in an even voice. (Don't worry)
"Kwentra amin. Lle e' amin. Lye mellon nin." Aragorn put a comforting hand on Legolas's shoulder, waiting for an explanation. (Tell me. You can confide in me. You are my friend)
Legolas sighed and looked at the rapidly rising sun. Finally he spoke. "Seorsa n'ataya. Ve' ta il anwa." (Nature feels different. Like it's not real)
Aragorn nodded. It was true. Everything seemed to be commanded to do whatever it was doing, and it gave off the feeling that it was not real, that's it was fake. Legolas, being a wood elf would be extremely affected.
"Amin," Aragorn said quietly, knowing the elves ears would pick up his soft voice. (I know)
They stood in silence, watching the blue in the sky slowly disappear. The other colors all began to return to their usual spots, and soon only a light blue sky and a yellow sun remained. Legolas and Aragorn looked over the blanket of wild flowers. They were so thick they looked like a soft carpet, and you wouldn't believe you couldn't walk on top of them. The sound of water trickled as it ran down the small stream near the window. The friends smiled at each other and silently, without even agreeing, both nimbly jumped from the window into the dense branches of the tree.
They hid there a few minutes before Glorfindel walked in, two food trays in hand. When he turned around to face the beds he groaned. The cotton colored sheets were bear, the puffy cloud blankets deserted and forgotten.
"Again. Must they always do this? Must they ALWAYS leave their beds when they come here?" Glorfindel muttered about how life had been easier without Legolas around, but then changed his mind.
"Well at least they're well enough to move. But they better be back by dinner, or I'll have to go tell Lord Elrond that they're missing!" He glanced at the tree and shook his head, leaving the trays for them.
The two grinned at each other. He knew them so well.
......................
Gandalf sat silently in a chair, muttering to himself as he read over old scrolls of magical objects.
Pippin and Merry sat side by side on the ground, talking and laughing about happier times. "I was the one who won the pie eating contest," Merry said.
"No I was!" Pippin said quickly.
"I was!"
This continued on for a long time. So long that even Gandalf looked up from his reading to stare at the hobbits, who had now stood and were saying it over and over.
"I was!"
"I was!"
"I was!"
"I was!"
"I was!"
"I was!"
"I was!"
"I was!"
"I was!"
"I was!"
Now after half an hour of this Frodo and Sam, who had watched mildly interested fro five minutes, were getting annoyed. Gandalf was passed annoyed and was ready to snap when Frodo spoke up.
"Neither of you won. Both of you tied remember?" Frodo said.
The two stopped momentarily, then both said at the same time "You were wrong!" The four hobbits laughed heartily.
Gandalf let a small smile creep on to his face before continuing his reading. He couldn't find anything of interest until he came across a strange picture.
There was an old staff, small and knobby and made of what looked to be an old tree branch. A blood red ruby sat on the end of the staff. The information that followed was...
The blood staff is a powerful weapon. It was created by Corshipl Narath. He created this weapon in the second age, though nobody knew of it. It was secret, and was just discovered written in his records. He is long gone, and none now know where the staff lies. It is only known that the staff can change the weather, though there are rumors that it can also cha-
Here the ink smudged, and when Gandalf looked to the next page, it was torn out. He looked at it questionably.
The answer of the riddle would not come easily, especially when there were young hobbits to look after, who seemed to be getting quite bored. Gandalf reread the page and stood up. "Anyone for a story?" he asked.
All four of the hobbits gathered round. It had been a long time since they had heard one of Gandalfs stories.
"This is a tale from long ago, about the girl warrior Viresse lote. It is an elvish name, meaning April flower. Now Viresse Lote was a beautiful girl. She had light brown hair that ran down to her waist. It waved like the ocean down her back, and she smelled of flowers, always flowers. She was different from her sister and brother. Her brother, Beleg taren meaning strong prince, just focused on learning to rule his kingdom. Her sister, maksa rosa meaning soft rain, thought solely of her beauty and how not to disturb it.
But Viresse lote, she was different. She stood in the rain just to feel in on her head. Stood in the wind just so her light hair would fly. Dove in rivers, fought in battles, but only when she snuck off. Her beautiful red dress that reached to her ankles was cut. She cut it with a dagger so it ran jaggedly across her knees.
Viresse lote liked doing things her own way. Her family didn't understand her, for none of the girls in the family had ever acted this way. She snuck off to battles and came back unscathed...most of the time. She'd hurt herself a fair number of times too. Broken arm, stab wound, but she always managed to come back alive, and pull through her injuries.
One day the clouds were in the sky, looking so friendly that you could grab them and hold them tight. After fifteen minutes though, a snowstorm began. They didn't know how there could be a snowstorm, as it was the middle of July. Viresse lote thought she saw something disappear behind a bush, something blood red."
Gandalf stopped and thought about the tale he was telling, and of the description of the staff. Tree branch...blood red ruby...
.....................
Meanwhile, outside Legolas and Aragorn had snuck off. They did this every time they thought they had healed but Elrond thought they hadn't. Out the window to the tree, through the flowers, past the pond, into the woods. Practicing their fighting skills or just sitting around and talking.
Due to the fact that their injuries were not fully healed, they decided to just sit and talk. "Our injuries are not bad. We deserve to be let outside," Legolas grumbled.
"We are," Aragorn pointed out.
"We snuck out like always."
"And Glorfindel covered for as."
"Like always."
They smiled at each other and sat in comfortable silence, just enjoying each other's company. Cotton candy clouds rolled across the sky as the faint breeze moved them. As suddenly as a twig cracks when it snaps in half the climate changed. The sky turned grey and snow fell hard on the two friends.
The two stared a moment before Legolas understood. They had been followed. Aragorn and Legolas stood up and started walking back to the tree. They had to get inside before they were caught.
They scrambled up the tree and got into their beds just as the door opened. Lord Elrond looked in and smiled. "I do think you two should be able to get out of here and leave tommorow." The two smiled but hid their laughter. Elrond looked out the window and sighed. "Resting this long completely heals the injuries, so tommorow you can both head out."
Glorfindel stuck his head in the door. "Lord Elrond, Gandalf has requested your presence." He looked at Aragorn and Legolas and almost smiled, before leading Elrond away.
Legolas smiled again and looked at Aragorn. He glanced at the window and frowned. Someone was tampering with the weather, and this was causing them problems.
Aragorn looked at Legolas and said, "You can always confide in me Legolas."
Legolas smiled again. "I know."
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April: Well there it is, another chapter done! Hope you all enjoyed it!
Review responses:
Niniel28b: Thanks. I appreciate it.
Chantal J: Thanks. Here's the next chapter.
Elven Kitten: Thanks. I did.
Astievia: Thank you.
Please review.