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A/n- Okay guys, I've posted up Chapter 13- 14 so far. I am going to the Oaks F.W.B., Summer Camp on Sunday evening-Thursday. :) So, I'll probably post up some more when I return! Thanx:):D:):D:):D:):D:):D:)
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Chapter 14: Nan-neth?
Sadarian awoke the next morning with the sun in his face. He looked around, wondering how he got up in a tree, then every thing came back to him when he looked down at the sleeping elf in his arms.
"Still not awake I see." Elrohir said, then put his ear up to the tree. "Do you know where the orcs, and urak-hia headed, which direction, where is their destination?" Sadarian asked. "Give me some time and I shall try to find out." The tree replied.
Sadarian looked down at the elf once more. He was still sleeping with his eyes closed, but the dose of the drug he gave him couldn't have done that, could it? Sadarian put his ear to the tree once more. "They headed North-West, they're destitnation is to go to Isengard, to the place where Sauron was slain." The tree answered. "What is their business in Isengard?" Sadarian asked. "That I do not know, I am sorry, I have no further information." The tree said. "Thank-you, you have been most helpful." Sadarian said, then turned his headback around to look at the young, sleeping elf. The elf looked a little more pale than he had earlier. Sadarian put his hand on the elf's forehead, then on his face. When he put his hand on the elf's forehead he felt a twinge of coldness go down his spine. Elrohir was freezing.
Sadarian once again made sure with the tree that no evil-beings lurked in the shadows of the forest and slowly climbed down the tree, tightly holding Elrohir in his hands. Once Sadarian and Elrohir made it safely down, he layed Elrohir up against the tree and re-covered him up, and went to go re-build a fire.
Sadarian hoped that the young elf wasn't coming on to something, or could it be something worse? Something like...,
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"Legolas, why are you not trying harder to survive?" Anarian asked. "Nan-neth, I am in so much pain, I do not think that I can last long, let Aragorn survive, he needs more help than I." Legolas replied. "Do not speak that way, you will fight for your life, Legolas, you need to survive for your father, Aragorn, your friends, they all need you."
"But, Nan-neth, it hurts so bad." Legolas whispered. "Stop it, Young Greenleaf, you will fight the pain, you must not give in." Anarian ordered. "I shall try my best, Nan-neth, I will try." Legolas said and watched his mother slowly fade away, "Nan-neth, do not leave, I need you, I need you Nan-neth, I love you, Nan-neth do not leave me again." Legolas said, while his Nan-neth slowly disappeared into the darkness of his dreams.
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Sadarian laid Elrohir beside the fire that he had made, to get him warm. Elves usually did not get cold, and this worried Sadarian greatly. Elrohir did not look so well, but he could not figure out what was wrong with him.
Elves didn't get sick, not often any way, maybe he was catching something, but it was often that that was not the case. It was normally something else, something that was often deadly, something like...,
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"Aragorn, my son you must not hold your guilt, you must know that every thing is not your fault." Gilrean said. "Mother, I know that you are right, but I can not give up guilt this easily." Aragorn replied. "It is too hard to bare your guilt." Gilrean replied. "It is also too hard to give it up." Aragorn replied.
Gilrean felt sorry for her son, "Continue to fight the pain, let go of your guilt for what happened with Lord Elrond, Elladan, Elrohir, Legolas...," The last one stung Aragorn's heart with more guilt. "It is not your fault, you can not help Legolas, until you help yourself." She replied and slowly started to fade away.
"I will try mother, I will try, I must be strong for Legolas, I must." Aragorn said, and watched his mother slowly fade into the darkness of his dreams.
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Sadarian sat by the fire, looking Elrohir up and down, nothing! He sat back beside the fire, his friends face was beginnig to turn blue. He reached into his pack and pulled out three more blankets. Elrohir done had three on him. Sadarian covered him up and sat back down by the fire.
"What could it be?" He thought. All of a sudden, it dawned on him. He couldn't believe that he hadn't thought of this before. Sadarian quickly moved over to Elrohir, and took off his blankets. Sadarian uncovered the elf's wounds. He couldn't believe he didn't see it before. How could he have not known? He should have been paying more attention! Sadarian silently disciplined himself, and went to fetch his pack.
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Aragorn awoke to a startling pain in his heart and head. He jolted his eyes open and gasped out loud. Lord Elrond and Elladan, who heard Aragorn gasp, woke up and got out of their chairs. "Are you allright?" Elrond asked. Aragorn nodded, the pain slowly decreasing, and looked over at his sleeping friend.
Legolas' red, tear streaked face, was full of pain and still falling tears, out of his closed eyes. "How long has he been like this Ada?" Aragorn asked, not taking his eyes of his friend. "All night, we have tried to awaken him, but he will not, we will just have to wait." Elrond replied looking at the elf. "Is it tears of pain, or sadness?" Aragorn asked. "It is both, he is having a disturbing dream of his Nan-neth." Lord Elrond said, and turned and turned to look at his son again.
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"Nan-neth, why have you left me? Why Nan-neth?" Legolas asked as tears of pain and sadness streaked his stinging face. "Pen-neth, I must leave, I need to go back to the halls of Mandos." Anaria said still fading into the darkness of his dreams.
"Nan-neth, you left me and Ada once, I can't let you do it again!" Legolas screamed. "Hush penneth, do not act like this, I am always here for you, in your heart Legolas, I must go, I am sorry." Legolas' nan-neth slowly disappeared. "No, Nan-neth, do not leave us, Please, do not leave me, Not this time, I need you!"
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"Nan-neth!" Legolas yelled and jolted up right in bed, which caused a jolt of pain in his heart, head, and arms. Legolas bolted his eyes shut. "Legolas, your Nan-neth has passed on, now calm down, and lie back down." Lord Elrond said pushing Legolas back down on his bed. "No, it can not be so, she said she was always here for me, let me go." Legolas demanded, starting to squirm. Elrond nodded at Elladan, and Elladan came over and helped his father hold down the prince.
"Your mother died, penneth, stop this foolishness." Lord Elrond said, while holding down the elf. "You will not think that it is foolishness, if you let me go and find her, you will see what foolishness is then." Legolas said and continued to squirm. "What if Elladan went to look for her?" Lord Elrond asked. "That would be fine, she is just down the hall, for I hear her singing." Legolas replied.
Elladan looked at his father sadly, he didn't want to prove to his friend that his mother was not there, that she was dead. "Go, Elladan, find the source of this music." Elladan looked down at his friend sadly, but Legolas was smiling. Elladan turned to go, and walked toward the door then left.
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Just outside was a maid of the household, singing while she was doing her chores. "Was it you who was singing?" Elladan asked sadly. "Yes, My lord, I'm sorry if I have disturbed you." She said. "No, it has not disturbed me, but my friend and brother is wounded, and Legolas has awoken and is troubled." Elladan said.
"I'm sorry, My lord, if I had known that someone was in the healing rooms, I would have not came through here making so much racket, I am terribly sorry to awaken your friend." She replied ashamed. "He was suffering from a bad dream, he thought that you was his mother." Elladan said. "I have never been compared to someone's mother before, I can go and retrieve her if that will be any help." She said, she longed to help, since that she had caused so much trouble.
"His mother is dead, he dreamed that she was still here, he thought that you was her." Elladan said furiously. "I am sorry to hear that, My lord." She said. "Come with me." He replied and the two entered into the healing house.
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"See Lord Elrond, what did I tell...," Legolas stopped when a young maiden followed Elladan into the room. "I am sorry that I have disturbed you my lords with my singing, if I had known I would have kept silent while passing through the halls." She said. "That is quite allright, you are dismissed." Lord Elrond said. The maid nodded, and then left.
Legolas began to cry harder when the reality sank in. "I am sorry penneth." Lord Elrond said. "For once I wish that I haven't proven you wrong." he added, and held the crying elf.
Aragorn and Elladan watched as Lord Elrond held Legolas while he cried on the healers shoulder. Elladan had saw Legolas cry before when his mother had died, it took alot to get the young elf to cry. Aragorn on the other hand, had only seen Legolas cry once, last night when the pain of the arrow had made him cry, it made him heart broken to see his friend like this.
Lord Elrond felt the elf's breathing get shallow, and more effort was put in to each breath. Lord Elrond had realized that the elf had fallen asleep while crying on his shoulder. He slowly put the elf into a position of laying down on the bed, and went and got a damp cloth to wipe the elf's tear streaked, red, stinging face. The elf was still letting tears flow through his closed eyes.
Lord Elrond wiped the young elf's face and put the cloth on the elf's fever induced forehead, "Elladan, get the fever reducing herbs, also a sleeping herb, and one for the pain." Lord Elrond replied. Elladan did as he was told and made a tea out of the three herbs.
Elladan helped his father sit Legolas up and give him the drink. Legolas moaned, while they were laying him back down. "Shh, penneth, sleep well, everything will be allright." Lord Elrond covered the elf back up, and saw him shiver. He went to the closet and moments later returned with two more blankets to cover the elf up. He hoped that the worse had passed, but knew that it hadn't. Lord Elrond put his chair closer to Legolas, and wiped the cloth over his red, stinging eyes. "Sleep penneth, sleep."
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Aragorn watched his father, he knew exactly what to do with Legolas, if it were him he wouldn't know what to do. Lord Elrond silently prayed, that Legolas' pain would not be increased before Sadarian and Elrohir came back, and that Aragorn and Legolas would not fall into the third stage of the Mathendous poison.
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Will Legolas' pain be increased? Will they both continue to fight for their lives, even if the third stage falls upon them? What is wrong with Elrohir? Will the two make it to Mirkwood and back to Rivendell in safety? Find out in the next chapter!
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A/n-Hope you enjoyed the chapter! Will post more up soon! Please continue reading and reviewing! Thanx:D
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