Chapter 4
By: SilverRose82
Started : 01/02/04 at 11:24 pm.
Finished : 01/09/04 at 11:15 pm.
A.N. This chapter jumps, everyone knows what happens, I'm skipping over Helm's Deep, the deaths that take place from the warg and orc attack and am going to jump around. Yes they will get there but nothing special happens. No extra elves come to assist, etc. They fight they win, they go everywhere and blah everyone knows that. Thank you.
I'm not going to apologize for my Bitchy attitude in the last chapter's A.N. Because I don't want to. I know I'm not going to get a lot of reviews for this, the Lord of the Rings Sailor Moon dynasty is coming to an end. And being run over by Harry Potter. That needs to be made into its own section.
Translations :
Mankoi esta hon Amarth? : Why name him Amarth?
Thalioner : Dauntless one
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Lómiel halted Amarth and reined the stallion off to the side so they would not interfere with the other travelers, her hand reached down to touch the hilt of her sword, Aerin, one of the only items that had been salvaged after her race had been massacred. She watched as her younger siblings carried on in joy within the safety of the Rohan group, gazing around the mountain peaks she shook her head. There was no time to dwell on the shadow that was growing in her mind, it take all her willpower as it was to keep that shadow from corrupting her mind when the dark creatures appeared.
Amarth nickered as he reached to nip at his mistress's boot, turning her gaze onto her horse she smiled before pressing lightly into his sides maneuvering them back into the group. The people were still apprehensive of her stallion and moved out of the way fairly easily, parting for them as they would for a king, yet in fear. Pulling her hood up to cover her face Lómiel took to try and gather as much rest as she could receive, it had been several weeks since she had last slept. Letting the ebony stallion pick his own path, Lómiel welcomed the silence that was around her a silence that was not hers to keep.
"Mankoi esta hon Amarth?" Legolas asked as he rode up beside the elf beside him, Lómiel glared at the gleaming chestnut neck of Arod, the small horse seemed to sense her hardened gaze for he seemed to become even more skittish that normal. Turning her gaze onto Legolas she shook her head before urging Amarth forward, not wanting to stay in the presents of the blonde sindarian any longer, fearing that her emotions would get the better of her. Legolas watched silently as she rode off, shaking his head he followed after her, he was going to make her understand somehow that she had no reason to hate her kindred. Passing Aragorn he nodded in the direction of his fellow comrade before trying to once again make amends with the she-elf.
"Why does he try so hard?" Éowyn asked as she glanced over at Aragorn, the ranger smiled as he watched Legolas try once again to speak to the dark elf that had captured his interests. Turning to Éowyn he shook his head, strands of nearly ebony coloured locks fell into his eyes.
"He is intrigued by her." Aragorn answered as he watched as Lómiel turned her heated gaze onto the elven prince riding beside her and her charges. His eyes flashed in amusement as Legolas halted Arod to comprehend whatever the she-elf had told him. Mounting Hasufel he urged the grey stallion into a trot before coming to speak with Legolas. Éowyn smiled as she patted the neck of the chestnut she was leading before watching the two friends speak to each other in confidence. The elf, Éowyn decided, had much to learn about the customs that Lómiel herself had grown use to over the ages.
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"Thalioner, why do you try so much?" Lómiel asked as she turned from tending to her and her brothers' horses. Legolas gazed at the ground for a moment as he tried to find a way to answer her questions with the knowledge he himself wanted to know. Yet looking at the woman before him he was not confident in the knowledge that he could do just that; she was a different as night and day, such as her two power counterparts.
"Why do you not care?" Legolas asked as she stared at him, startled by his question. Shaking her head she quickly regained her composure before walking off, only stopping to turn and gaze at him before continuing on her way. Legolas took this sign and followed after her as she led them away from the travelers. As they ascended into the mountainside where they would be allowed to speak without having others over hear them. Once the distance was sufficient enough for her, Lómiel took to sitting on a nearby out cropping of rocks. Letting her gaze travel throughout the countryside she sighed before turning to stare at Legolas who was standing before her, yet wary of what her actions might be towards him.
"I no longer need to care, what do I have to care about beside myself and my chagrins, even then I fear that they will be torn away from me. In my mind I hear the whispers of the dark lord, every step we take towards Helm's Deep is another step closer to him, another step closer to the insanity that grows in the back of my mind. I hear them, the creatures of the dark, that is why I refused to assist why I still want to refuse. I fear that I shall bring my sword down upon myself to end this madness which enters my mind. The haunting song, the one that drew most of my kindred towards the throngs of Mordor with open arms just to stop the madness. The insanity it brought upon them as they tried to find peace within this world was torn from them as they were tortured, more so to become the orcs which are also our kindred." She spoke softly, no longer the spiteful one against the thoughtful one, but as one who needed the release of years of burdened thoughts and dreams. Legolas gazed at her before turning to gaze out at the horizon, his eyes searching for something that could comfort her, he had always been taught that the dark elves were to be despised because they had given in.
Turning to face her with the only knowledge he had ever been given, he pushed it aside as he advanced towards her silent form and embraced her, an embrace which Lómiel welcomed fully as she stood and allowed the other elf to pass to her whatever courage he could give her. Legolas smiled as he brought her closer into his embrace, knowing that this was the one thing that she needed, someone else to lean on, someone that could understand her troubles. Turing to gaze at the pass, he could see Aragorn's shadow disappear against the outcrop of rocks in which he and Lómiel had taken their discussion to.
Feeling Lómiel pull away from his embrace he smiled down at her tentatively as she turned to gaze at him before moving to stand closer to the edge of the small plateau they were on. Looking around her, she nodded to herself before turning to glance at her surroundings fully. Letting her silvery eyes land on Legolas she muttered something to herself before walking passed him, and this time not turning to make sure that he would follow her, she already knew that he would, him along with nearly every other person they came in contact with.
He watched golden hair danced around her body as she made her way down the pass towards the inner valley where the people of Edoras rested and ate to regain their strength. Smiling to himself he followed after her, not knowing whether this had pulled the two of them to an understanding or would make her hate him even more so afterwards. Making his way back into the valley pass he spotted Lómiel tending to her horse as if nothing had transpired, Aragorn was speaking to Éowyn and casting a sickly look on the liquid within his bowl when she was not facing his direction.
"Sister, look!" Rhelin cried out as she ran up to the older elf and pointed to where Saddyn, Rercyn, and some other boys from Edoras were playing. Lómiel turned to watch as the group acted out as warring factors in the battle to come, at least they were keeping their spirits up in the impending doom. Turing to the gaze down at the blonde child she smiled before scooping her youngest sister into her arms before spinning her around. Rhelin began to laugh in delight as she clung to the midnight blue tunic of her sister. Camma came up to them suddenly and smiled as she hugged Lómiel from behind, catching the elf off guard for only a moment before she returned the embrace and looked around her in contentment if only for the moment.
Turning to look at her two sisters she smiled before placing Rhelin on the ground and disentangling herself from Camma's grasp. Reaching around Amarth's broad neck she patted the stallions forehead before grasping his reins, watching as Saddyn and Rercyn came running towards them and to their horses in preparation to leave for Helm's Deep. Camma and Rhelin both ran to their brothers to be helped back onto the backs of Barad and Lith, glancing around she smiled before mounting Amarth quickly and reining him in behind Barad and Lith. Legolas rushed passed them, Arod following behind him faithfully as the blonde elf moved to speak with Aragorn. Letting her gaze sweep around the green mountainside, certain that no one was being left behind she kicked Amarth in the sides before following after the rest of the group.
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Celestial DreamBlaze : I still write, I will never stop writing. It's just that people don't care anymore. I understand that the readers and writers are getting older. I'm leaving high school in less than five months. My writing then will become a hobby to keep my spirits up when I'm between horrible college assignments and off for breaks and not workings. God I feel old. My love for the LotR/SM genre died out once I finished A Bed of Stars. I tried to kindle it back up with these stories but. What it's been four months since I last updated. I've gone back to GW/SM, and I'll probably be branching out into the world of Final Fantasy. Sometimes just the simple review can make my day, but there are other times when I have a chapter that I worked extremely hard on and I only get one word reviews and it's annoying to no end.
Kail Ceannai : This genre is dying, my love for it is dying even faster. But I'm going to try. No promises though. The Fellowship started it for me, but the last two movies haven't helped much in my want to continue.
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The Poll is null in void. If she goes with anyone I'm going to decide it, I shall not let others sway me in my ideas. I don't think Lómiel would be good with Legolas she hates the Elven race with a passion. Why would she want to be with an elf. But that doesn't mean that she's going to end up with Eomer. She may end up with no one and sail to the Undying Lands or she may kill herself. I don't know. I can't tell you were this story is going to because I don't know if I am going to continue it or not. While this chapter was good to write because it means I'm not a quitter. I don't have the time anymore. I'm taking College classes while I'm only take 7 hours right now through my high school, I will be taking 12 by Fall term.
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