In my nightmare I feel so alive
In my dreamscape escapades
I make the grade I save the day
Pull here push me there a little lower little closer to the spot that's
bare
That's the toy that fills my void it's apparent I've inherited a demon
joy
It's a lonely time for yours truly I know
I don't need to stay awake
In my nightmare I feel so alive
In my dreamscape escapades
I make the grade I save the day
Eve 6
Chapter 8
Legolas ran nimbly ahead of the others through the foliage. The Elf had the feeling that something was wrong and that someone needed his help. He had left the others in spite of the protests by both Aragorn and Erúvë and had made his way through the trees.
As he leapt lightly through the branches, his attention was captured by a splash of bright colour on the forest floor. He descended agilely and made his way to what looked like a female Elf lying facedown on the floor.
He gently touched her shoulder and she stirred slightly. He turned her over and she moaned softly. It was then tat he saw the blood on her scalp and the ugly looking wound.
He had no idea of knowing that Rinsereg had damaged herself in order to arouse their sympathy and he hefted her in his arms in order to carry her back to the others.
As he cradled her against him, the strangest feeling coursed through his body. He began to feel a sense of revulsion for the beautiful creature that he held in his arms. He could not prevent a shudder of disgust and it became so strong that he actually began to drop her back to the ground.
It was then that her eyes opened – at first they flashed red, then they transformed themselves into a dazzling turquoise blue that caught his gaze and made him feel as if he was drowning in them.
He heard her voice whisper through his mind. 'You are mine, my prince. Do not fight it, I am stronger than you can imagine. You shall bend your will to mine and help me achieve my goal.'
He blinked and studied her again. She gazed up at him, with shimmering eyes and he felt himself swamped with a mixture of lust and protectiveness for her.
"What is your name?" he asked.
"Rinsereg," she demurely replied. "Thank you for helping me, my lord."
""Tis naught," he replied. "Now rest. I shall take you to our camp and see what I can do about your injury."
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The person made their way through the trees, heart pounding in anticipation. They hoped to reach the group before it was too late.
They were aware that a terrible danger stalked the trio and that the group was unaware of this.
They just hoped that they were not too late to prevent disaster.
*****************************
"Aragorn!" Legolas called as he entered the campsite. "I need a healer!"
"Are you hurt?" Erúvë asked as she came into view. She pulled up short at the sight of the bundle in Legolas' arms. The she-elf locked her hands around the blond archer's neck and gave Erúvë a coolly assessing glance.
Aragorn came running and Legolas quickly explained the situation. Erúvë didn't know why, but she disliked the female on sight. She knew that it had nothing to do with the fact that Legolas hovered over her like a besotted idiot – or that he couldn't seem to keep his hands off the beauty.
And damn her, she WAS beautiful. Legolas introduced her as Rinsereg and Aragorn proceeded to take care of the nasty gash that she had procured on her head.
Erúvë couldn't place her finger on it however, but she was uneasy around the other female. She pulled Aragorn aside when he was finished and confided her fears to him.
He nodded slightly. "I know what you mean. I could barely stand to touch her. I managed to hide it well though," he smirked.
"I think we need to keep a watch on her," Erúvë stated. "And apparently, Legolas seems to be entranced."
"Hmmmm, very true," Aragorn replied. "What do you suggest we do?"
"Well, I for one am not going to let her out of my sight. But I will do it subtly. We don't want her to be alerted. And treat her no differently than you would treat anyone else. Let not your true feelings regarding her show in case she realizes that we are suspicious of her."
"Agreed," Aragorn replied. "Shall I keep her in bed for as long as possible?"
"You are a bloody genius!" Erúvë laughed. "Please do."
She walked off then, determined to get to the bottom of the mystery surrounding their new guest.
In my dreamscape escapades
I make the grade I save the day
Pull here push me there a little lower little closer to the spot that's
bare
That's the toy that fills my void it's apparent I've inherited a demon
joy
It's a lonely time for yours truly I know
I don't need to stay awake
In my nightmare I feel so alive
In my dreamscape escapades
I make the grade I save the day
Eve 6
Chapter 8
Legolas ran nimbly ahead of the others through the foliage. The Elf had the feeling that something was wrong and that someone needed his help. He had left the others in spite of the protests by both Aragorn and Erúvë and had made his way through the trees.
As he leapt lightly through the branches, his attention was captured by a splash of bright colour on the forest floor. He descended agilely and made his way to what looked like a female Elf lying facedown on the floor.
He gently touched her shoulder and she stirred slightly. He turned her over and she moaned softly. It was then tat he saw the blood on her scalp and the ugly looking wound.
He had no idea of knowing that Rinsereg had damaged herself in order to arouse their sympathy and he hefted her in his arms in order to carry her back to the others.
As he cradled her against him, the strangest feeling coursed through his body. He began to feel a sense of revulsion for the beautiful creature that he held in his arms. He could not prevent a shudder of disgust and it became so strong that he actually began to drop her back to the ground.
It was then that her eyes opened – at first they flashed red, then they transformed themselves into a dazzling turquoise blue that caught his gaze and made him feel as if he was drowning in them.
He heard her voice whisper through his mind. 'You are mine, my prince. Do not fight it, I am stronger than you can imagine. You shall bend your will to mine and help me achieve my goal.'
He blinked and studied her again. She gazed up at him, with shimmering eyes and he felt himself swamped with a mixture of lust and protectiveness for her.
"What is your name?" he asked.
"Rinsereg," she demurely replied. "Thank you for helping me, my lord."
""Tis naught," he replied. "Now rest. I shall take you to our camp and see what I can do about your injury."
****************************
The person made their way through the trees, heart pounding in anticipation. They hoped to reach the group before it was too late.
They were aware that a terrible danger stalked the trio and that the group was unaware of this.
They just hoped that they were not too late to prevent disaster.
*****************************
"Aragorn!" Legolas called as he entered the campsite. "I need a healer!"
"Are you hurt?" Erúvë asked as she came into view. She pulled up short at the sight of the bundle in Legolas' arms. The she-elf locked her hands around the blond archer's neck and gave Erúvë a coolly assessing glance.
Aragorn came running and Legolas quickly explained the situation. Erúvë didn't know why, but she disliked the female on sight. She knew that it had nothing to do with the fact that Legolas hovered over her like a besotted idiot – or that he couldn't seem to keep his hands off the beauty.
And damn her, she WAS beautiful. Legolas introduced her as Rinsereg and Aragorn proceeded to take care of the nasty gash that she had procured on her head.
Erúvë couldn't place her finger on it however, but she was uneasy around the other female. She pulled Aragorn aside when he was finished and confided her fears to him.
He nodded slightly. "I know what you mean. I could barely stand to touch her. I managed to hide it well though," he smirked.
"I think we need to keep a watch on her," Erúvë stated. "And apparently, Legolas seems to be entranced."
"Hmmmm, very true," Aragorn replied. "What do you suggest we do?"
"Well, I for one am not going to let her out of my sight. But I will do it subtly. We don't want her to be alerted. And treat her no differently than you would treat anyone else. Let not your true feelings regarding her show in case she realizes that we are suspicious of her."
"Agreed," Aragorn replied. "Shall I keep her in bed for as long as possible?"
"You are a bloody genius!" Erúvë laughed. "Please do."
She walked off then, determined to get to the bottom of the mystery surrounding their new guest.