Chapter Title: A Wanderer's Wonderings 5/15
For disclaimer, summary, etc: please refer to chapter one.
A/N:
::g:: Okay, so ... no Estel in this chapter. Sorry. BUT ... remember those orcs? We hear from them in the next chapter. As well as Legolas, Glorfindel, the twins, etc. And Estel. ::eg:: ::ahem:: ::shuts up and runs off::
/Blah/ Telepathy
'Blah' Thoughts
"Blah" spoken words
Chapter Five - A Wanderer's Wonderings
Elladan looked at his father worriedly as the elf lord slumped over in the saddle. Elrond was on the verge of collapsing, Vilya having sapped him of his energy. The ring could not be worn by any other being, except perhaps Gandalf, or an older (and wiser) person; the wielder had to be powerful enough to handle the ring. To bring one such as Elrond to his knees meant that any lesser being who tried to use it would indeed be a fool.
"Ada, we should stop. You need rest." Elrohir spoke softly.
"No!" Elrond's reply was vehement. He snapped upwards, trying to shake off the exhaustion. It didn't work.
"We have to keep looking. Estel will most likely not last the night in this cold. We know he was somewhere on the other side of the ridge, and that is where we are going." Elrond blinked several times, making a pathetic attempt to keep awake.
"Elrond, no. I will not let you continue on like this." Glorfindel said in a tone of voice that the twins rarely heard. It was the "you-will-obey-me-or-I-will-make-you-and-it-will-hurt" one. The voice was never, at least in the twin's lifespans, disobeyed. Their father, however, was a force to be reckoned with. If this was any other time, the two would be betting furiously on who would win and who would end up in the healing rooms.
"Glorfindel, I am NOT stopping for anything; please, do not argue with me!"
"I am not arguing and nor did I say we would stop, mellon nin. But you will ride with me before you fall off of your own horse." Glorfindel kept his voice calm and gentle; the twins absent-mindedly wondered how he did that in such a situation.
Elrond turned to glare but stopped when Glorfindel merely cocked an eyebrow. It was a tribute to how tired Elrond was when he only sighed and pulled his horse to a stop, then climbed behind Glorfindel.
"Lean on me and rest, my friend. We will find him soon enough."
Elrond nodded into Glorfindel's back, about to enter dreamscape. Faint words echoed in his head though, making him jerk upwards again.
/Where are you ada? I need you!/
The emotion behind the words was so lost and afraid; his heart cried out for his son as tears escaped his eyes.
"Faster, Glorfindel."
The blonde elf nodded. He had also heard Estel's voice, and made a vow that he would find the young king of men ... or die trying.
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Legolas blinked himself awake, trying to figure out where he was. Oh. The healing room. He sighed inwardly, knowing how many beams and cracks there were on the ceiling.
'Twenty one beams and thirty five cracks.'
It was truly sad.
"Ah, I see that you're awake!" Linden's annoyingly cheerful voice provoked the ugly dwarves carving inside Legolas' head to work harder. If Linden didn't have his two twins with him, Legolas would have strangled him.
... Wait a minute ...
"I know you probably have blurry or distorted vision and a dreadful headache now, but don't worry! There is good news!" The soon-to-be-dead triplets moved closer. Not close enough though ...
"It will clear up within an hour or so. It's a nasty side effect of the herb I had to use to purge your system. You were, and still are really, in quite a state. Lord Elrohir has given me strict orders to keep you abed, and that is what I will do! Now then, if you'll..."
Legolas ignored the voice as he drifted back off. Another hour, and he would be after Estel again. That was, no doubt, where Elladan and Elrohir were at the very moment. He'd have to kill them when this was all over.
Reviews -
Night-Owl123 - LOL thanks, and okay! :-D
Celebrean - LOL! ::raises eyebrow:: Yeah ... I can tell about the ... hyperness. ;-) Too much chocolate and not enough sleep can cause that, didja know? ::g::
Elwen the Insane Elf - "But the pain should do him some good." ... ::ahem:: Nice to see someone actually shares my POV on things! LMAO! And ... that was your pretty elf? ::looks at the pointy-eared:: Meh ;-) ::grabs Estel and poofs away:: Again - tell what?? ::really really really innocent grin::
Catmint - Hmm ... I'm hearing a lot of that lately ... "poor, poor Estel". I wonder why ... ::eg::
Hiei-Rulez - LOL yeah, orcs are evil ... vile things. Torturing people and such. ::coughs:: And one particular human can get into ... loads of trouble. Hehehe.
Someone Reading - Thank you! :-) LMAO! Yeah, several breaks ... sprains ... bruises ... ::ahem:: but that is for later. Funny, the same thing can be said about other animals as well as Orcs. Baby bears ... wolves ... deer ... ::shakes head:: So many posibilities! Haha!
grumpy - Yeah ... he seems to have a problem with solid objects. Scruffy human. ::affectionate grin:: Thanks. :D
TBC and reviews are welcome. LOL.
For disclaimer, summary, etc: please refer to chapter one.
A/N:
::g:: Okay, so ... no Estel in this chapter. Sorry. BUT ... remember those orcs? We hear from them in the next chapter. As well as Legolas, Glorfindel, the twins, etc. And Estel. ::eg:: ::ahem:: ::shuts up and runs off::
/Blah/ Telepathy
'Blah' Thoughts
"Blah" spoken words
Chapter Five - A Wanderer's Wonderings
Elladan looked at his father worriedly as the elf lord slumped over in the saddle. Elrond was on the verge of collapsing, Vilya having sapped him of his energy. The ring could not be worn by any other being, except perhaps Gandalf, or an older (and wiser) person; the wielder had to be powerful enough to handle the ring. To bring one such as Elrond to his knees meant that any lesser being who tried to use it would indeed be a fool.
"Ada, we should stop. You need rest." Elrohir spoke softly.
"No!" Elrond's reply was vehement. He snapped upwards, trying to shake off the exhaustion. It didn't work.
"We have to keep looking. Estel will most likely not last the night in this cold. We know he was somewhere on the other side of the ridge, and that is where we are going." Elrond blinked several times, making a pathetic attempt to keep awake.
"Elrond, no. I will not let you continue on like this." Glorfindel said in a tone of voice that the twins rarely heard. It was the "you-will-obey-me-or-I-will-make-you-and-it-will-hurt" one. The voice was never, at least in the twin's lifespans, disobeyed. Their father, however, was a force to be reckoned with. If this was any other time, the two would be betting furiously on who would win and who would end up in the healing rooms.
"Glorfindel, I am NOT stopping for anything; please, do not argue with me!"
"I am not arguing and nor did I say we would stop, mellon nin. But you will ride with me before you fall off of your own horse." Glorfindel kept his voice calm and gentle; the twins absent-mindedly wondered how he did that in such a situation.
Elrond turned to glare but stopped when Glorfindel merely cocked an eyebrow. It was a tribute to how tired Elrond was when he only sighed and pulled his horse to a stop, then climbed behind Glorfindel.
"Lean on me and rest, my friend. We will find him soon enough."
Elrond nodded into Glorfindel's back, about to enter dreamscape. Faint words echoed in his head though, making him jerk upwards again.
/Where are you ada? I need you!/
The emotion behind the words was so lost and afraid; his heart cried out for his son as tears escaped his eyes.
"Faster, Glorfindel."
The blonde elf nodded. He had also heard Estel's voice, and made a vow that he would find the young king of men ... or die trying.
-------------------------------------------------
Legolas blinked himself awake, trying to figure out where he was. Oh. The healing room. He sighed inwardly, knowing how many beams and cracks there were on the ceiling.
'Twenty one beams and thirty five cracks.'
It was truly sad.
"Ah, I see that you're awake!" Linden's annoyingly cheerful voice provoked the ugly dwarves carving inside Legolas' head to work harder. If Linden didn't have his two twins with him, Legolas would have strangled him.
... Wait a minute ...
"I know you probably have blurry or distorted vision and a dreadful headache now, but don't worry! There is good news!" The soon-to-be-dead triplets moved closer. Not close enough though ...
"It will clear up within an hour or so. It's a nasty side effect of the herb I had to use to purge your system. You were, and still are really, in quite a state. Lord Elrohir has given me strict orders to keep you abed, and that is what I will do! Now then, if you'll..."
Legolas ignored the voice as he drifted back off. Another hour, and he would be after Estel again. That was, no doubt, where Elladan and Elrohir were at the very moment. He'd have to kill them when this was all over.
Reviews -
Night-Owl123 - LOL thanks, and okay! :-D
Celebrean - LOL! ::raises eyebrow:: Yeah ... I can tell about the ... hyperness. ;-) Too much chocolate and not enough sleep can cause that, didja know? ::g::
Elwen the Insane Elf - "But the pain should do him some good." ... ::ahem:: Nice to see someone actually shares my POV on things! LMAO! And ... that was your pretty elf? ::looks at the pointy-eared:: Meh ;-) ::grabs Estel and poofs away:: Again - tell what?? ::really really really innocent grin::
Catmint - Hmm ... I'm hearing a lot of that lately ... "poor, poor Estel". I wonder why ... ::eg::
Hiei-Rulez - LOL yeah, orcs are evil ... vile things. Torturing people and such. ::coughs:: And one particular human can get into ... loads of trouble. Hehehe.
Someone Reading - Thank you! :-) LMAO! Yeah, several breaks ... sprains ... bruises ... ::ahem:: but that is for later. Funny, the same thing can be said about other animals as well as Orcs. Baby bears ... wolves ... deer ... ::shakes head:: So many posibilities! Haha!
grumpy - Yeah ... he seems to have a problem with solid objects. Scruffy human. ::affectionate grin:: Thanks. :D
TBC and reviews are welcome. LOL.