A/N: Okay, needing reviews. Even bad storied get reviews, though this one will be awesome. If you read it all through, I guarantee you will be crying around chapter 20!
Chapter 6
Author: Fimriel (Fim)Imlain sat lost in thought peering out into the forest and half listening to the council. Nothing he had overheard sounded good. There was talk of Sauron and some sort of new evil that must be abolished. His heart was saddened and he felt weak at the word War. He had not been alive yet when the war between Morgoth and the Elves were fought and had no desire to fight anyone.
Instead his demeanor was more playful and mischievous. He deeply enjoyed the thrill of a well planned prank although the other Elves had found little or no humor in it. Indeed war was not his style and he was brooding over it. So much so that he did not hear the person approach him from behind.
"Hey elf!" a male voice called.
Imlain jumped and almost went tipping over into the bushes from surprise. Before him was a well built Man. Eyes of blue-green seemed to be looking straight into Imlain's very being, and his golden hair was shining in the daylight. The elf's response was quick, "Hey what?"
"If your name is Imlain, your kin are calling for you at council," was the man's answer. "And they tell me to bring you wailing on your back if needs be so." His eyes danced with laughter as he spoke the last sentence and his hand patted the longsword at his side.
Moving toward the man Imlain nodded and replied, "There will be no need for any of that. I am coming." Though he went reluctantly.
Araréiel followed the young woman down the stairs and around the corner. She had seen very few of the race of Men in her days and even fewer of them had been female. The lady's tangle of curls danced on her back as she stepped and held herself in a proud manner. Before long she was nearing the entrance of the council when her eye caught someone familiar.
It was Imlain and another man. Araréiel wondered why, of all Elves, he should be here. It seemed very unfitting of his nature, but both were obviously going to the council.
As they entered, Araréiel's father had a serious look on his face. Everyone was staring at the two young elves in their mild astonishment. For a while no one spoke. Around the room there were yet more men and many Elves from neighboring lands. Finally Araréiel's father broke the silence.
"My friends, you are looking at the new lieutenants for Legolas' regiment of elves who are going on to get a closer look at Sauron's defenses. Step forward, Imlain and Araréiel, if you would accept these duties."
Imlain looked almost mortified, but the look on Arareiel's face defied words.
$10 says you didn't see that one coming! But will Araréiel or Imlain step forward and accept? You'll find out i a couple of days. ; )