The Starlord and the Warlady
Disclaimer: Shadowsong no own LOTR or Aida. You no sue Shadowsong. Shadowsong own Leahnlah, Lissie Cairdal, and Stella. You ask and Shadowsong no sue you. You have question?
Author's Notes: To explain the disclaimer: This is a Haldir/Original fic. The original character is Leahnlah. She is Aragorn's twin sister. She falls in love with Haldir, of all people. Lissie and Stella will show up later.
Chapter 3: One Last Run
The next morning, I woke up late. I stood, stretched and glanced around, for a moment unfamiliar with the surroundings. Then I remembered the events of the day before. I sighed. It had been a long day. A very, very long day.
Figuring now was as good a time as any, I decided to get dressed and explore. There were, of course, certain areas of the forest I was not permitted to enter-I'd expected that-but I wanted to explore what I could.
I walked over to the wardrobe, opened it, and cursed under my breath. There were *only* gowns, and they had all clearly been meant for elven women. Which meant that I would look like a scrawny adolescent given clothes "to grow into."
I shook my head and selected a dress at random. I put it on, and glanced in the mirror, hoping the result wasn't too grotesque. I blinked in surprise. I actually looked relatively decent. Then again, you would look good in elven clothes if you were old, fat, and pimply.
My evil, misbehaving hair was another matter entirely. I didn't want to waste time braiding it, and I didn't know what else to do. I finally settled on pulling it back, and began to dig in my bags for something to do so. My hand found a smooth, silvery metal thing. I pulled it out, wondering what it was.
It was the hair clip my brother had given me for our eighteenth birthday-the last birthday we had together. I ran my fingers along the clip. Engraved on it were the elf-runes for "hope" and "trust"-our childhood names. I closed my eyes and bowed my head.
I put the clip in.
* * *
It didn't take long for me to find what I had been unconsciously looking for and avoiding for years: a relatively large, empty clearing. I glanced around. Usually, I avoided places like this. Too many memories. So why had I come here? I hadn't been paying much attention, but enough that I would have noticed this place.
So, why was I here?
I shook my head and tried to walk forward. Something stopped me. I glanced behind me. "Dammit!" I muttered. "That's *why* I don't wear dresses!" I untangled it from the tree root it had caught on. Still muttering and cursing under my breath, I stepped into the clearing.
I remembered all the times I had spent in places like this with Anaiyah and Estel. I bowed my head. "I'll never forget, Estel," I promised silently. "I won't let myself forget." I closed my eyes against the tears.
I don't know how long I knelt there, white skirt spread haphazardly around me, regaining control and fighting my tears. I stood up, staring at the other end of the clearing. A slow smile spread across my face.
I ran from one end of the clearing to another and spun around and around and around until I fell. Giggling, I picked myself up, and ran, stumbling slightly-from dizziness-and then I fell, giggling, to the ground.
"I win again, Estel," I whispered. I opened her eyes and sat up. "Estel?" I stared around, looking for my brother. Suddenly, everything came back to me. Estel was dead. I would never see him again. I buried my face in my lap and fought tears again.
At some point, I stood up. I considered wandering off, getting away from my painful memories. Standing there, I reconsidered. I changed my mind. Once again, I steadied myself at one end. "One last run, Estel. Then never again." I closed my eyes and bowed my head. "One more run."
Once more, I ran from one end of the clearing to another and spun around and around and around until I fell. Giggling, I picked myself up, and ran, stumbling slightly-from dizziness-and then I fell, giggling, to the ground.
"What are you *doing?*" a strangely familiar voice asked from behind me.
Disclaimer: Shadowsong no own LOTR or Aida. You no sue Shadowsong. Shadowsong own Leahnlah, Lissie Cairdal, and Stella. You ask and Shadowsong no sue you. You have question?
Author's Notes: To explain the disclaimer: This is a Haldir/Original fic. The original character is Leahnlah. She is Aragorn's twin sister. She falls in love with Haldir, of all people. Lissie and Stella will show up later.
Chapter 3: One Last Run
The next morning, I woke up late. I stood, stretched and glanced around, for a moment unfamiliar with the surroundings. Then I remembered the events of the day before. I sighed. It had been a long day. A very, very long day.
Figuring now was as good a time as any, I decided to get dressed and explore. There were, of course, certain areas of the forest I was not permitted to enter-I'd expected that-but I wanted to explore what I could.
I walked over to the wardrobe, opened it, and cursed under my breath. There were *only* gowns, and they had all clearly been meant for elven women. Which meant that I would look like a scrawny adolescent given clothes "to grow into."
I shook my head and selected a dress at random. I put it on, and glanced in the mirror, hoping the result wasn't too grotesque. I blinked in surprise. I actually looked relatively decent. Then again, you would look good in elven clothes if you were old, fat, and pimply.
My evil, misbehaving hair was another matter entirely. I didn't want to waste time braiding it, and I didn't know what else to do. I finally settled on pulling it back, and began to dig in my bags for something to do so. My hand found a smooth, silvery metal thing. I pulled it out, wondering what it was.
It was the hair clip my brother had given me for our eighteenth birthday-the last birthday we had together. I ran my fingers along the clip. Engraved on it were the elf-runes for "hope" and "trust"-our childhood names. I closed my eyes and bowed my head.
I put the clip in.
* * *
It didn't take long for me to find what I had been unconsciously looking for and avoiding for years: a relatively large, empty clearing. I glanced around. Usually, I avoided places like this. Too many memories. So why had I come here? I hadn't been paying much attention, but enough that I would have noticed this place.
So, why was I here?
I shook my head and tried to walk forward. Something stopped me. I glanced behind me. "Dammit!" I muttered. "That's *why* I don't wear dresses!" I untangled it from the tree root it had caught on. Still muttering and cursing under my breath, I stepped into the clearing.
I remembered all the times I had spent in places like this with Anaiyah and Estel. I bowed my head. "I'll never forget, Estel," I promised silently. "I won't let myself forget." I closed my eyes against the tears.
I don't know how long I knelt there, white skirt spread haphazardly around me, regaining control and fighting my tears. I stood up, staring at the other end of the clearing. A slow smile spread across my face.
I ran from one end of the clearing to another and spun around and around and around until I fell. Giggling, I picked myself up, and ran, stumbling slightly-from dizziness-and then I fell, giggling, to the ground.
"I win again, Estel," I whispered. I opened her eyes and sat up. "Estel?" I stared around, looking for my brother. Suddenly, everything came back to me. Estel was dead. I would never see him again. I buried my face in my lap and fought tears again.
At some point, I stood up. I considered wandering off, getting away from my painful memories. Standing there, I reconsidered. I changed my mind. Once again, I steadied myself at one end. "One last run, Estel. Then never again." I closed my eyes and bowed my head. "One more run."
Once more, I ran from one end of the clearing to another and spun around and around and around until I fell. Giggling, I picked myself up, and ran, stumbling slightly-from dizziness-and then I fell, giggling, to the ground.
"What are you *doing?*" a strangely familiar voice asked from behind me.