Strange Elf
Authors' note (A/N): This is my first attempt to write a fan fiction so do bear in mind that I don't have any experience in this stuff plus my grammar is really bad. Anyway, I'm not really good at using Microsoft Word so the fiction would be in pieces or jumbled up. Please do review.criticism and advises are welcomed.
The first part of the story might be a bit confusing but you will come to understand what it's about (I hope) as it goes on. It happened before the war of the ring and will probably be a love story between Legolas and an original character. I'll try my best to make it nice =P
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It was cold that night as she snuggled against him for warmth. He threw his elven-cloak over her and pulled her close. She looked so weak and helpless like a child. Legolas wondered how anyone could have the heart to hurt such a creature as her. He sighed, looking at the blazing fire. Its flame leaping high and then crouched low again, casting mysterious shadows around them.
She has just started to trust him but this trust is still very fragile. He hoped beyond hope that he could somehow change that. He caressed her cheek gently, thinking about what happened the day before. He had absent-mindedly taken her hand to help her cross the river. She recoiled instantly the moment he touched her and there was pure terror in her beautiful eyes. He wanted to knock his head hard on a wall for his carelessness. It took quite a while to convince and persuade her before she finally accepted his aid.
A strange feeling was slowly but certainly growing inside Legolas for this beautiful elf-girl. It started when he first saw her in the dark dungeons of the goblins. It sparked every time she looked into his eyes for assurance. But Legolas was unaware of it.
The elf-girl stirred in her sleep. "She is having nightmares again," he said to himself worriedly. Legolas thought it was queer for her, an elf, to sleep with her eyes closed and have nightmares but then again, she was no ordinary elf. She had long raven black hair that glimmered in the moonlight and soft brown eyes.
Mother Nature had been very generous to her indeed. Everything she did spoke of her beauty. She was like a magical being, perfect in every way. On the other hand, Fate was cruel. It was as if Fate was jealous of all the wonderful gifts she received from Nature and tried to balance things up by making her live a miserable life.
The elf-girl woke up with a start and whimpered. "Do not fear, all is well," Legolas said softly, "I am here." She had been having nightmare ever since he rescued her from the horrible goblins and he was ever so worried about it. He couldn't understand what she was going through for he himself has not experienced a nightmare before. The elf-girl relaxed a little, looking at his clear, blue eyes. Then, realising that she was in his arms, she jumped up and backed away slowly. Legolas rose cautiously, trying not to frighten her. He lifted his hands to show that he meant her no harm but instead of staying where she was, she began to run away from his, from their camp and the safety of the fire. Legolas sighed and ran after her.
She ran quite a distance and stopped abruptly, panting for breath. Legolas was nowhere to be seen. She dropped down onto the moist earth, looking around her. Tears were running down her fair cheeks as she recalled how the blacken, burnt trees about her were once tall and proud, with pretty leaves of all shades of green. How the birds of the air would nest in those trees. How their cheerful chirp and lovely songs would fill the morning sky. How the beast of the land would roam below under the light of the sun or the moon and how the dark streams was once clear and sweet.
She wept for all these things were long gone. All that was wonderful were lost since the raid of the goblins. A whole forest wiped out because these creatures hated everything that was good. She longed to see the things that made what she once called home and to hear the laughter of her own people, her own clan. But she was the only one left.
For the elves of the Everglades were peaceful beings and were not prepared for an attack such as this. They were outnumbered and every single elf fell when the goblins came to claim this land as theirs. Most of the elves were taken captive in their caves. Many didn't survive the harsh treatment they receive in the deep dungeons. But she lived on because it gives the goblins pride to enslave elves, which were of a higher race then they. And so, they kept her alive for many many years. So long that she had forgotten what it was like to smile and how she often loved to sing and dance under the stars.
The elf-girl cried as the wind touched her softly. It whispered and soothed and she thought she heard it saying, "Do not grief, my dear child." Then she saw Legolas, running towards her with a worried look on his face.
Authors' note (A/N): This is my first attempt to write a fan fiction so do bear in mind that I don't have any experience in this stuff plus my grammar is really bad. Anyway, I'm not really good at using Microsoft Word so the fiction would be in pieces or jumbled up. Please do review.criticism and advises are welcomed.
The first part of the story might be a bit confusing but you will come to understand what it's about (I hope) as it goes on. It happened before the war of the ring and will probably be a love story between Legolas and an original character. I'll try my best to make it nice =P
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It was cold that night as she snuggled against him for warmth. He threw his elven-cloak over her and pulled her close. She looked so weak and helpless like a child. Legolas wondered how anyone could have the heart to hurt such a creature as her. He sighed, looking at the blazing fire. Its flame leaping high and then crouched low again, casting mysterious shadows around them.
She has just started to trust him but this trust is still very fragile. He hoped beyond hope that he could somehow change that. He caressed her cheek gently, thinking about what happened the day before. He had absent-mindedly taken her hand to help her cross the river. She recoiled instantly the moment he touched her and there was pure terror in her beautiful eyes. He wanted to knock his head hard on a wall for his carelessness. It took quite a while to convince and persuade her before she finally accepted his aid.
A strange feeling was slowly but certainly growing inside Legolas for this beautiful elf-girl. It started when he first saw her in the dark dungeons of the goblins. It sparked every time she looked into his eyes for assurance. But Legolas was unaware of it.
The elf-girl stirred in her sleep. "She is having nightmares again," he said to himself worriedly. Legolas thought it was queer for her, an elf, to sleep with her eyes closed and have nightmares but then again, she was no ordinary elf. She had long raven black hair that glimmered in the moonlight and soft brown eyes.
Mother Nature had been very generous to her indeed. Everything she did spoke of her beauty. She was like a magical being, perfect in every way. On the other hand, Fate was cruel. It was as if Fate was jealous of all the wonderful gifts she received from Nature and tried to balance things up by making her live a miserable life.
The elf-girl woke up with a start and whimpered. "Do not fear, all is well," Legolas said softly, "I am here." She had been having nightmare ever since he rescued her from the horrible goblins and he was ever so worried about it. He couldn't understand what she was going through for he himself has not experienced a nightmare before. The elf-girl relaxed a little, looking at his clear, blue eyes. Then, realising that she was in his arms, she jumped up and backed away slowly. Legolas rose cautiously, trying not to frighten her. He lifted his hands to show that he meant her no harm but instead of staying where she was, she began to run away from his, from their camp and the safety of the fire. Legolas sighed and ran after her.
She ran quite a distance and stopped abruptly, panting for breath. Legolas was nowhere to be seen. She dropped down onto the moist earth, looking around her. Tears were running down her fair cheeks as she recalled how the blacken, burnt trees about her were once tall and proud, with pretty leaves of all shades of green. How the birds of the air would nest in those trees. How their cheerful chirp and lovely songs would fill the morning sky. How the beast of the land would roam below under the light of the sun or the moon and how the dark streams was once clear and sweet.
She wept for all these things were long gone. All that was wonderful were lost since the raid of the goblins. A whole forest wiped out because these creatures hated everything that was good. She longed to see the things that made what she once called home and to hear the laughter of her own people, her own clan. But she was the only one left.
For the elves of the Everglades were peaceful beings and were not prepared for an attack such as this. They were outnumbered and every single elf fell when the goblins came to claim this land as theirs. Most of the elves were taken captive in their caves. Many didn't survive the harsh treatment they receive in the deep dungeons. But she lived on because it gives the goblins pride to enslave elves, which were of a higher race then they. And so, they kept her alive for many many years. So long that she had forgotten what it was like to smile and how she often loved to sing and dance under the stars.
The elf-girl cried as the wind touched her softly. It whispered and soothed and she thought she heard it saying, "Do not grief, my dear child." Then she saw Legolas, running towards her with a worried look on his face.