The thrust flew without stopping over the dark forest and into lush green
plains. The warm morning air carried its tiny wings over the mountains and
a long clear river. It journeyed long and finally landed on a fair, out-
stretched hand. The little bird whispered into the person's ear in a
strange, olden language. He frowned and sent the bird back.
He walked, troubled, into the great chambers to think. The news has been a disturbing one and he had to sort things out alone and uninterrupted. His long, royal robes swished upon the rough floor as he hurried into his library.
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Now Legolas was still asleep when Lalaith awoke. The tall trees around her were dark green in colour and smelt strangely of mint. Legolas was tired and Lalaith hasn't the heart to wake him up just yet. She stared up at the gigantic trees. The soft rustle of the leaves soothed her ears. She had longed to listen to the noise for a really long time and she closed her eyes and just enjoyed the sound.
Then she heard the melodious singing of a bird. She opened her eyes and noticed a little bird in one of the trees. It seemed to be calling to her with its sweet, flowing song. She stood up and looked at it with interest. The thrush nodded and flapped its wings. It flew to another tree, beckoning her to follow. It reminded her of the night larks she used to sing and dance with.
Lalaith glanced at Legolas' sleeping form and walked softly towards the tiny bird. Its song enchanted her. The bird sang and flew to another tree, a tree further away and Lalaith began to follow. Soon, she was quite far away from Legolas. She was surprised to find that the bird did not shy away like other creatures when she walked near. Instead, it swooped down, landing on her shoulder.
The thrush spoke in a strange language. "Hear, hear. A great danger is approaching," it whispered into her ear. "Fly. Fly away to the highlands and into the valleys."
"How?" Lalaith asked. "The lands here are charmed to keep me from escaping."
"Run. Run to the river that flows with might," it said, ignoring her question. "Come. Come and follow me!" The bird flew up, circling above her. "Follow. Come and follow me," it repeated.
Lalaith turned and looked toward where Legolas lay. She looked up at the bird. "Wait for me," Lalaith ran back. She thought it wiser to consult with Legolas about which way they should go. And so, she ran to him.
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The orcs gathered around and each of them was fully armed. They growled with anticipation. Tonight they shall attack and they couldn't wait to taste fresh meat. Already, small fights were going on among them. They fought each other in twos and threes until the largest orc shouted, "Stop!" Then they grumbled and ceased their quarrel but the peace was short-lived. They hurled insults at each other and hissed and spat. It was very crowded in the cave where they assembled and impatience was bubbling as their hunger was yet again arisen.
Suddenly, there was silence. A shadow passed over them and ascended on the highest rock. In an instant, all of the orcs stood according to their rank and ability. And they waited eagerly for the coming of nightfall.
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Lalaith stopped and looked up at the trees, a look of confusion clearly shown on her face. "Where is the bird that you spoke of?" Legolas asked, looking around as well. "I do not know," said Lalaith. She scanned the skies and each tree that she thought the bird would be in. "Where could it have gone to?" she asked herself as she searched all around for the little bird. Is it just her imagination? Was she just dreaming?
She thought she saw movement in one of the trees and she ran towards it. But Lalaith couldn't find the thrush. "Burung sakti, ke manakah engkau pergi?" she called in desperation. Legolas looked at her, confused. What had she said? It was a language foreign to him but he decided not to ask about it yet. She spoke again in the strange tongue, "Datanglah kepadaku dan iringilah kami ke tempat yang kau sebutkan." And there was a rustle in one of the trees.
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A/N: Okay, I finally posted another chapter. Been having the writer's block...sigh...I was too lazy to create the language of the thrush so I used a real one instead (don't hit me =P ). Can you guess what language this is? And yes, you'll get an award if you're right (another of my effort to get more reviews =D )
"Burung sakti, ke manakah engkau pergi?" means "Where have you gone to, mythical bird?"
"Datanglah kepadaku dan iringilah kami ke tempat yang kau sebutkan." means "Come to me and lead us to the place you spoke of."
Dear Virtuous Healer, Yay, thanks for your review...whee...I'm crazy about Elves
Dear DDR Freak, Yeah, I guess so. It certainly is a Mary Sue now...but that doesn't mean people like me should cease to enjoy reading and writing it. Well, not all people have the same tastes or ideas. And yeah, you're probably right about my fan fiction being terrible (with my horrible grammar, spelling mistakes, boring plot and all)...but still, I like writing this fanfic. So it shall stay on the net for all to see *evil laughter*
Dear The Whisperer, Oppsie...am I really wrong? But I thought Luthien was able to do so. Prove = "Now Beren and Luthien Tinuviel went free again and together walked through the woods...though winter came, it hurt them not, for flowers lingered where Luthien went..." I guess I did make a mistake with the spell thing but well it was fun to think of him being able to do so. Sorriee if it bothers you.
Dear Sake Girl Duelist, Yay, I updated again!!!
Dear Snowmane, Wow, thank you, thank you and thank you! Hehe...and thanks for reviewing my other fan fictions too. Hope you liked them.
Dear Lady Gwen of Avalon, Yes, of course! I've updated (isn't that a miracle?)! Hurray for you ( the being blond thing =D )!
Dear Angel 1, Oh, how I hate mean reviews...thank you for the advice and thank you for all the compliments *me blushes* Glad you like the story.
Dear willow-freak, Welcome to the FanFiction.net fan fiction writers' family...! And yeah, I'm going to continue if nothing else crops up.
He walked, troubled, into the great chambers to think. The news has been a disturbing one and he had to sort things out alone and uninterrupted. His long, royal robes swished upon the rough floor as he hurried into his library.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Now Legolas was still asleep when Lalaith awoke. The tall trees around her were dark green in colour and smelt strangely of mint. Legolas was tired and Lalaith hasn't the heart to wake him up just yet. She stared up at the gigantic trees. The soft rustle of the leaves soothed her ears. She had longed to listen to the noise for a really long time and she closed her eyes and just enjoyed the sound.
Then she heard the melodious singing of a bird. She opened her eyes and noticed a little bird in one of the trees. It seemed to be calling to her with its sweet, flowing song. She stood up and looked at it with interest. The thrush nodded and flapped its wings. It flew to another tree, beckoning her to follow. It reminded her of the night larks she used to sing and dance with.
Lalaith glanced at Legolas' sleeping form and walked softly towards the tiny bird. Its song enchanted her. The bird sang and flew to another tree, a tree further away and Lalaith began to follow. Soon, she was quite far away from Legolas. She was surprised to find that the bird did not shy away like other creatures when she walked near. Instead, it swooped down, landing on her shoulder.
The thrush spoke in a strange language. "Hear, hear. A great danger is approaching," it whispered into her ear. "Fly. Fly away to the highlands and into the valleys."
"How?" Lalaith asked. "The lands here are charmed to keep me from escaping."
"Run. Run to the river that flows with might," it said, ignoring her question. "Come. Come and follow me!" The bird flew up, circling above her. "Follow. Come and follow me," it repeated.
Lalaith turned and looked toward where Legolas lay. She looked up at the bird. "Wait for me," Lalaith ran back. She thought it wiser to consult with Legolas about which way they should go. And so, she ran to him.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The orcs gathered around and each of them was fully armed. They growled with anticipation. Tonight they shall attack and they couldn't wait to taste fresh meat. Already, small fights were going on among them. They fought each other in twos and threes until the largest orc shouted, "Stop!" Then they grumbled and ceased their quarrel but the peace was short-lived. They hurled insults at each other and hissed and spat. It was very crowded in the cave where they assembled and impatience was bubbling as their hunger was yet again arisen.
Suddenly, there was silence. A shadow passed over them and ascended on the highest rock. In an instant, all of the orcs stood according to their rank and ability. And they waited eagerly for the coming of nightfall.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Lalaith stopped and looked up at the trees, a look of confusion clearly shown on her face. "Where is the bird that you spoke of?" Legolas asked, looking around as well. "I do not know," said Lalaith. She scanned the skies and each tree that she thought the bird would be in. "Where could it have gone to?" she asked herself as she searched all around for the little bird. Is it just her imagination? Was she just dreaming?
She thought she saw movement in one of the trees and she ran towards it. But Lalaith couldn't find the thrush. "Burung sakti, ke manakah engkau pergi?" she called in desperation. Legolas looked at her, confused. What had she said? It was a language foreign to him but he decided not to ask about it yet. She spoke again in the strange tongue, "Datanglah kepadaku dan iringilah kami ke tempat yang kau sebutkan." And there was a rustle in one of the trees.
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A/N: Okay, I finally posted another chapter. Been having the writer's block...sigh...I was too lazy to create the language of the thrush so I used a real one instead (don't hit me =P ). Can you guess what language this is? And yes, you'll get an award if you're right (another of my effort to get more reviews =D )
"Burung sakti, ke manakah engkau pergi?" means "Where have you gone to, mythical bird?"
"Datanglah kepadaku dan iringilah kami ke tempat yang kau sebutkan." means "Come to me and lead us to the place you spoke of."
Dear Virtuous Healer, Yay, thanks for your review...whee...I'm crazy about Elves
Dear DDR Freak, Yeah, I guess so. It certainly is a Mary Sue now...but that doesn't mean people like me should cease to enjoy reading and writing it. Well, not all people have the same tastes or ideas. And yeah, you're probably right about my fan fiction being terrible (with my horrible grammar, spelling mistakes, boring plot and all)...but still, I like writing this fanfic. So it shall stay on the net for all to see *evil laughter*
Dear The Whisperer, Oppsie...am I really wrong? But I thought Luthien was able to do so. Prove = "Now Beren and Luthien Tinuviel went free again and together walked through the woods...though winter came, it hurt them not, for flowers lingered where Luthien went..." I guess I did make a mistake with the spell thing but well it was fun to think of him being able to do so. Sorriee if it bothers you.
Dear Sake Girl Duelist, Yay, I updated again!!!
Dear Snowmane, Wow, thank you, thank you and thank you! Hehe...and thanks for reviewing my other fan fictions too. Hope you liked them.
Dear Lady Gwen of Avalon, Yes, of course! I've updated (isn't that a miracle?)! Hurray for you ( the being blond thing =D )!
Dear Angel 1, Oh, how I hate mean reviews...thank you for the advice and thank you for all the compliments *me blushes* Glad you like the story.
Dear willow-freak, Welcome to the FanFiction.net fan fiction writers' family...! And yeah, I'm going to continue if nothing else crops up.