Okay mi next 9 page chapter! This one will be particularly angsty. Thank
you though. I believe this is my best story even though no one will review!
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The fellowship was searching through the forest, following, ever following. Through the underbrush and scrubs. They never stopped. They were busy the food was running low and they had several small cuts and bruises. They were tired. The hobbits convinced them to stop for 1 day. Just one day. One day of watching an elf pace a 2-foot hole in the ground. The fellowship did get more rest that day though and were much better off the next.
MEANWHILE, in the far away forest. The Orcs stopped to make a camp.
The Orcs had been running all day. The one we focus on had been carrying a burden on his shoulders. They decided to stop for the night. They would be fine. They had lost the fellowship days ago. The Orc reached the spot where they called a halt and threw the elf he was carrying to the ground. It did not bother him, she was unconscious. Tiran had different feelings though. He had thought to treat her with kindness, to the Orcs. He poured a bunch of water on her. She coughed some up and rolled over to her side, looks of pain shooting across her face.
"Good morning" Tiran said. Le-enolas just coughed a bit and sat up. Her head was spinning. She started to look around and come to her senses a bit.
"Where. Where is here?"
"Very well put. We are in a forest, running from your brother and his friends"
"Why?"
"Because, he is a good for nothing, annoying, arrogant jerk!"
"HE IS NOT! You describe yourself in my brothers' place. He is caring and kind!"
Tiran came over and smacked her across the face. She let out a whimper of pain.
"Don't you ever speak to me as an equal again!"
"No. I am above your power!"
"You, milady are under me and you will always be! Never speak to me like that again! You are my servant, nothing more"
"I will never serve you! Even on my deathbed I will never be below you!" Le- enolas was still tied up at the hands and feet. Tiran leaned down grabbed her chin and pulled her into a kiss. Le-enolas struggled but could do nothing. "That, was a warning"
She let her self be pushed around by the Orcs. She let them hit her, prepared herself for it. Though she would not cry out again. Even in horrendous pain, she would not suffer humiliation. Her father was good for something. Legolas adopted their mothers' calm, but when pushed Le-enolas had her fathers temper. That was an unbeatable force. Then she felt the shame. Her failure. Her brother would travel to far places to destroy all evil, and she could not escape from Orcs. He could fight impossible battles and win. Again she could do nothing. She had been the failure from the start. She would remain a failure.
The Orcs milled about the small camp doing various things. She remained eyes down oblivious to everything. An Orc dragged her to a tree and tied her. She did nothing. Maybe, it was time to give up. Elves die of steel or fire, or die of a broken heart. Loosing the will to live, of a broken heart. Basically the same. She decided she would not allow the burden to her brother. She would live for him, and Aragorn. Her best friends. Gimli, the new friend too. That she resolved would be why. Then she remembered the lore of the ring. The one that made her think of her brother, her friends and the hope they brought.
3 rings for the Elvin kings under the sky,
7 for the dwarf lords in their halls of stone,
9 for the mortal men doomed to die
1 for the dark lord on his dark throne
1 ring to rule
1 ring to find them,
One ring to bring them all
"And in the darkness, bind them" She whispered. It always made her think of that triumph. It made every one else shudder. They did not like to remember the pain. They only liked to party to commemorate Frodo. In the wrong way. Most people could see it was just for the party and for sake of getting drunk they came to the ceremony. Not many people respected the past anymore. So many things were wrong with this world. All good things were leaving, all hopes dying. Sobers' came in few.
Those were the least of her worries now. Tiran came back. He watched her silently for a few minutes.
"As you can see I am not that bad of a kisser" Le-enolas ignored him.
"Oh, still hurt and crying over that last kiss?" This angered Le-enolas even more.
"No answering to the likes of me? Well, what's that name your brother always calls you? Len?" He could see he hit a nerve this time. But Le- enolas calmed a second later, going in to neutral. She would not listen to him. No matter what he did. She would zone out a bit. Finally he gave up. Walking away but calling an Orc to guard her. The Orc stood for a while. Then, surprisingly enough, the Orc talked to her.
"Your brother, he is coming"
"I know," She said icily.
"We are not telling him"
"Who? Tiran?"
"Yes our master. None of us have faith with him. I alone do not mind the elves. But he, he is evil."
"You did not mind working for saruman"
"He cursed us. We too have feelings, yet his words poisoned our minds. I have pity on you"
"Why?"
"He intends to kill you"
"Tiran?"
"Who else. It is not long before he realizes they are catching up"
Le-enolas fell quiet and started thinking. This Orc who supposedly was a nasty vile creature was warning her. Maybe the stories were true? Saruman did take over people's minds. Her brother had said his voice fills every corner of your mind. Maybe that was all true. She did not know, She made up her mind that it was true and tonight was the night to escape.
MEANWHILE
The fellowship was going again. They were hurrying. Running and never stopping. They had to stop now and again to let Gimli and the hobbits rest. Sam was not too keen on rescuing her since he did not know her. Legolas did not often send her to Sam as Merry and Pippin. They would constantly visit and Le-enolas had taken to them. Merry and Pippin were hardly split apart. Now though, it seemed they would not see each other again.
Suddenly from beside the fellowship there was a rustling in the bushes. They all stopped and drew their weapons. Then Legolas lowered his bow. He saw, it was Raven. The giant black horse stepped out. She was huge with white-feathered stockings. She had a blaze down her face. They could see the muscles she held and none would oppose her. Legolas trod up to her and pat her neck, whispering something in elfish.
Then the giant seemed to be rejuvenated. She whinnied a bit. Legolas stepped off to the side and let the giant have her room. She steeped up to Aragorn like a queen in need of respect. Aragorn bowed his head to her and she seemed to accept this.
"She can lead us to my sister" Legolas said
"Are you sure, we cannot waste any time" Aragorn countered
"I know it"
"I do not mean to burden all of you with this but I must go" Gandalf said
"It is not our business to meddle in the affairs of wizards," Aragorn said
"Swift winds" Legolas agreed.
Gandalf quickly disappeared into the forest. Then Raven took off and they took off after her. She was trotting slowly but the hobbits still had to run. She suddenly stopped and sniffed the breeze. Legolas stopped and listened for a minute.
"We are close" Legolas finally said
"How close" Gimli asked
"They are moving swiftly but around 2-3 leagues"
"Well if you call that close, what do you call far?"
"A lifetime"
"Ah"
It was something Legolas and Gimli discussed long ago but has been forgotten. Another fate was yet to intertwine but not as of yet.
MEANWHILE
Len was singing softly to herself. She was basically awaiting certain doom. Still she gad a plan to escape, but the chances were slim to none. If only the Orcs would help her.
"Ha. Slim chance again" She said aloud.
"Of what mellamin"
"Of the crazy people running in circles and singing a war song."
"I do not understand you but if you have all that money who needs too"
"I have no idea of what you are talking about but whatever buoyant forces keep your raft afloat"
"You will be mine soon enough"
"Um, no, nien, non, no chance in mordor. Anything I missed" [1]
The argument ended as it usually does. Tiran was bringing Len back to her father to take her hand in marriage. After what happened between them king Thanduril would pay Tiran to take Len. Tiran was staring at Len again, it was like a prize, he had won it and now he could not take his eyes off of it.
MEANWHILE
Aragorn and co. had been tracking for hours that day. They had finally reached the next section of brush when a familiar figure (at least to Legolas) stopped them.
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The fellowship was searching through the forest, following, ever following. Through the underbrush and scrubs. They never stopped. They were busy the food was running low and they had several small cuts and bruises. They were tired. The hobbits convinced them to stop for 1 day. Just one day. One day of watching an elf pace a 2-foot hole in the ground. The fellowship did get more rest that day though and were much better off the next.
MEANWHILE, in the far away forest. The Orcs stopped to make a camp.
The Orcs had been running all day. The one we focus on had been carrying a burden on his shoulders. They decided to stop for the night. They would be fine. They had lost the fellowship days ago. The Orc reached the spot where they called a halt and threw the elf he was carrying to the ground. It did not bother him, she was unconscious. Tiran had different feelings though. He had thought to treat her with kindness, to the Orcs. He poured a bunch of water on her. She coughed some up and rolled over to her side, looks of pain shooting across her face.
"Good morning" Tiran said. Le-enolas just coughed a bit and sat up. Her head was spinning. She started to look around and come to her senses a bit.
"Where. Where is here?"
"Very well put. We are in a forest, running from your brother and his friends"
"Why?"
"Because, he is a good for nothing, annoying, arrogant jerk!"
"HE IS NOT! You describe yourself in my brothers' place. He is caring and kind!"
Tiran came over and smacked her across the face. She let out a whimper of pain.
"Don't you ever speak to me as an equal again!"
"No. I am above your power!"
"You, milady are under me and you will always be! Never speak to me like that again! You are my servant, nothing more"
"I will never serve you! Even on my deathbed I will never be below you!" Le- enolas was still tied up at the hands and feet. Tiran leaned down grabbed her chin and pulled her into a kiss. Le-enolas struggled but could do nothing. "That, was a warning"
She let her self be pushed around by the Orcs. She let them hit her, prepared herself for it. Though she would not cry out again. Even in horrendous pain, she would not suffer humiliation. Her father was good for something. Legolas adopted their mothers' calm, but when pushed Le-enolas had her fathers temper. That was an unbeatable force. Then she felt the shame. Her failure. Her brother would travel to far places to destroy all evil, and she could not escape from Orcs. He could fight impossible battles and win. Again she could do nothing. She had been the failure from the start. She would remain a failure.
The Orcs milled about the small camp doing various things. She remained eyes down oblivious to everything. An Orc dragged her to a tree and tied her. She did nothing. Maybe, it was time to give up. Elves die of steel or fire, or die of a broken heart. Loosing the will to live, of a broken heart. Basically the same. She decided she would not allow the burden to her brother. She would live for him, and Aragorn. Her best friends. Gimli, the new friend too. That she resolved would be why. Then she remembered the lore of the ring. The one that made her think of her brother, her friends and the hope they brought.
3 rings for the Elvin kings under the sky,
7 for the dwarf lords in their halls of stone,
9 for the mortal men doomed to die
1 for the dark lord on his dark throne
1 ring to rule
1 ring to find them,
One ring to bring them all
"And in the darkness, bind them" She whispered. It always made her think of that triumph. It made every one else shudder. They did not like to remember the pain. They only liked to party to commemorate Frodo. In the wrong way. Most people could see it was just for the party and for sake of getting drunk they came to the ceremony. Not many people respected the past anymore. So many things were wrong with this world. All good things were leaving, all hopes dying. Sobers' came in few.
Those were the least of her worries now. Tiran came back. He watched her silently for a few minutes.
"As you can see I am not that bad of a kisser" Le-enolas ignored him.
"Oh, still hurt and crying over that last kiss?" This angered Le-enolas even more.
"No answering to the likes of me? Well, what's that name your brother always calls you? Len?" He could see he hit a nerve this time. But Le- enolas calmed a second later, going in to neutral. She would not listen to him. No matter what he did. She would zone out a bit. Finally he gave up. Walking away but calling an Orc to guard her. The Orc stood for a while. Then, surprisingly enough, the Orc talked to her.
"Your brother, he is coming"
"I know," She said icily.
"We are not telling him"
"Who? Tiran?"
"Yes our master. None of us have faith with him. I alone do not mind the elves. But he, he is evil."
"You did not mind working for saruman"
"He cursed us. We too have feelings, yet his words poisoned our minds. I have pity on you"
"Why?"
"He intends to kill you"
"Tiran?"
"Who else. It is not long before he realizes they are catching up"
Le-enolas fell quiet and started thinking. This Orc who supposedly was a nasty vile creature was warning her. Maybe the stories were true? Saruman did take over people's minds. Her brother had said his voice fills every corner of your mind. Maybe that was all true. She did not know, She made up her mind that it was true and tonight was the night to escape.
MEANWHILE
The fellowship was going again. They were hurrying. Running and never stopping. They had to stop now and again to let Gimli and the hobbits rest. Sam was not too keen on rescuing her since he did not know her. Legolas did not often send her to Sam as Merry and Pippin. They would constantly visit and Le-enolas had taken to them. Merry and Pippin were hardly split apart. Now though, it seemed they would not see each other again.
Suddenly from beside the fellowship there was a rustling in the bushes. They all stopped and drew their weapons. Then Legolas lowered his bow. He saw, it was Raven. The giant black horse stepped out. She was huge with white-feathered stockings. She had a blaze down her face. They could see the muscles she held and none would oppose her. Legolas trod up to her and pat her neck, whispering something in elfish.
Then the giant seemed to be rejuvenated. She whinnied a bit. Legolas stepped off to the side and let the giant have her room. She steeped up to Aragorn like a queen in need of respect. Aragorn bowed his head to her and she seemed to accept this.
"She can lead us to my sister" Legolas said
"Are you sure, we cannot waste any time" Aragorn countered
"I know it"
"I do not mean to burden all of you with this but I must go" Gandalf said
"It is not our business to meddle in the affairs of wizards," Aragorn said
"Swift winds" Legolas agreed.
Gandalf quickly disappeared into the forest. Then Raven took off and they took off after her. She was trotting slowly but the hobbits still had to run. She suddenly stopped and sniffed the breeze. Legolas stopped and listened for a minute.
"We are close" Legolas finally said
"How close" Gimli asked
"They are moving swiftly but around 2-3 leagues"
"Well if you call that close, what do you call far?"
"A lifetime"
"Ah"
It was something Legolas and Gimli discussed long ago but has been forgotten. Another fate was yet to intertwine but not as of yet.
MEANWHILE
Len was singing softly to herself. She was basically awaiting certain doom. Still she gad a plan to escape, but the chances were slim to none. If only the Orcs would help her.
"Ha. Slim chance again" She said aloud.
"Of what mellamin"
"Of the crazy people running in circles and singing a war song."
"I do not understand you but if you have all that money who needs too"
"I have no idea of what you are talking about but whatever buoyant forces keep your raft afloat"
"You will be mine soon enough"
"Um, no, nien, non, no chance in mordor. Anything I missed" [1]
The argument ended as it usually does. Tiran was bringing Len back to her father to take her hand in marriage. After what happened between them king Thanduril would pay Tiran to take Len. Tiran was staring at Len again, it was like a prize, he had won it and now he could not take his eyes off of it.
MEANWHILE
Aragorn and co. had been tracking for hours that day. They had finally reached the next section of brush when a familiar figure (at least to Legolas) stopped them.