They had reached the top of another hill when the sun began its
descent. Lalaith's eyes were drawn toward the red, setting sun. There were
no trees around them, just great rocks that stood like tall pillars,
providing them with protection against the rough wind and a place to hide.
Lalaith gazed upon Legolas as he examined the rocks. Tonight something is
bound to happen. Whether good or evil, she could not tell but she could
feel it strongly in her heart, a tug at her worry that warns her against
stopping. But Legolas had insisted that they stay on that hill till day
comes. He would not take the risk and travel in the dark. The thrush
perched itself on a boulder silently, as if deep in thought.
"Larilah sekuat hatimu. Bahaya 'kan menghampiri. Larilah! (Run with all your might. Danger is approaching. Run!)" it said and flew away. Then, the thrush circled back when it noticed that they did not follow. "Bukankah anda yang menyeru supaya saya mengiringimu ke tempat yang aku katakan? Larilah bersamaku. Bahaya 'kan menghampiri. (Were you not the one who called me to lead you to the place I spoke of? Come, run with me. Danger is approaching.)"
Lalaith looked with uncertainty towards the bird and walked towards Legolas. She held his hand. "Do you really wish us to stay?" she asked when he looked at her. "Yes, these rocks will hide us from searching eyes. It would be perilous if we continued. The open lands of the valley ahead are bound to betray us. We could not walk the plains and remain unseen." They were both silent for a long time. Each staring at the sunset, lost in their own thoughts.
"Larilah bersamaku. Larilah, (Run. Run with me)" it flew in front of Lalaith but she stood, unmoving. Her eyes travelled over the land before her and the fingers of her right hand entwined with Legolas' left. "Tidak. Saya akan mengikuti keputusan Legolas. (No. I will follow Legolas' decision)" Legolas turned towards her at the mention of his name. "We shall pass the night here," she said, looking up into his blue eyes. The land was soon engulfed in darkness.
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"Mornië utúlië...," the wind sighed as the three riders searched for the elves. Their horses neighed and snorted in fear. The frightened beasts turned to walk back, against the will of their masters. "Easy, easy there, Caran," one of the men comforted his chestnut-red stallion. The horses stomped their feet and neighed. Caran shook its mane, snorting. "Dark beings proceed ahead of us," the man on a piebald stallion said. "Yes, but the tracks of Legolas are cold. He is not among them," said another as he pulled his bay stallion alongside Caran. "Then we should be glad that he is not under captive yet. But I doubt that these creatures are going to leave them unharmed. Let us make haste!" And the men urged their hesitant horses forward after the orcs.
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Over the mountains and the seas,
Through the level plains and the valleys,
A mild wind blows swiftly and not tarries.
It sang and sighed and whispered sweetly,
Over summer so very new and gay,
And shake the tiny bluebells of the day.
Even on cold, white winters,
It carries the soft, delicate snowflakes,
Though the wood animal sleeps and not wakes,
Where do you come from?
Like the sound of the silver horn,
That flows over fields of wheat and corn.
Where are you going?
Billowing and rushing and all a-fleeing,
As a wave of the waters over-seeing.
Shake the stalks of the golden fields,
An invisible being, both rough and mild,
Unpredictable, mysterious and wild.
Legolas stopped his song as he felt the wind on his cheeks. A dark cloud hung in the sky above them. The light of the moon and stars grew weaker each moment. "What made you sing that song?" Lalaith asked. She sat entranced by the beauty of his voice. "I don't know...the wind perhaps," Legolas laughed quietly. "The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going." He was standing with one hand on a tall rock. Its shadow fell upon him, hiding him from unwelcome eyes.
But as Lalaith looked, there in front of him stood a great prince, a coming ruler both wise and powerful. She saw in his eyes a new fire the blazed fiercely. The slender beams of the celestial beings intensified as they reflected from his blue eyes. And her heart yearned for him. She longed to run into his arms and tell him of her love for him. Yet she feared that by doing so, she would arouse the wrath of the Shadow. But she did not know that It is near and already, Its wrath was aroused. And Its footsteps drew closer to the hill in the darkness where even the moon and the stars could not hinder.
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A/N: This chapter was written with This Is Where I Belong by Bryan Adams on my radio (I lurrvee that song). So how do you like it? Review please...I need to know if my fanfic is still being read although it is getting more and more boring. Sigh...
Oh yeah, the sentence "The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going" was taken from the Bible...can you guess which book it is from? (awards for anyone who can guess it correctly =D )
Dear Angel_1, There you have it! The three riders again...but their identity is not revealed...yet =P
Dear Snowmane, Glad you like the little award!
Dear Artistlil349, What do you think they are now? Good or bad? Hehehe...*evil laughter*
Dear Iluvien, Thank you for you comments on this fanfic...I'm glad you liked it. All the songs are written by me except the one Lalaith sang to the skylarks. That is a poem by William Wordsworth.
"Larilah sekuat hatimu. Bahaya 'kan menghampiri. Larilah! (Run with all your might. Danger is approaching. Run!)" it said and flew away. Then, the thrush circled back when it noticed that they did not follow. "Bukankah anda yang menyeru supaya saya mengiringimu ke tempat yang aku katakan? Larilah bersamaku. Bahaya 'kan menghampiri. (Were you not the one who called me to lead you to the place I spoke of? Come, run with me. Danger is approaching.)"
Lalaith looked with uncertainty towards the bird and walked towards Legolas. She held his hand. "Do you really wish us to stay?" she asked when he looked at her. "Yes, these rocks will hide us from searching eyes. It would be perilous if we continued. The open lands of the valley ahead are bound to betray us. We could not walk the plains and remain unseen." They were both silent for a long time. Each staring at the sunset, lost in their own thoughts.
"Larilah bersamaku. Larilah, (Run. Run with me)" it flew in front of Lalaith but she stood, unmoving. Her eyes travelled over the land before her and the fingers of her right hand entwined with Legolas' left. "Tidak. Saya akan mengikuti keputusan Legolas. (No. I will follow Legolas' decision)" Legolas turned towards her at the mention of his name. "We shall pass the night here," she said, looking up into his blue eyes. The land was soon engulfed in darkness.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Mornië utúlië...," the wind sighed as the three riders searched for the elves. Their horses neighed and snorted in fear. The frightened beasts turned to walk back, against the will of their masters. "Easy, easy there, Caran," one of the men comforted his chestnut-red stallion. The horses stomped their feet and neighed. Caran shook its mane, snorting. "Dark beings proceed ahead of us," the man on a piebald stallion said. "Yes, but the tracks of Legolas are cold. He is not among them," said another as he pulled his bay stallion alongside Caran. "Then we should be glad that he is not under captive yet. But I doubt that these creatures are going to leave them unharmed. Let us make haste!" And the men urged their hesitant horses forward after the orcs.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Over the mountains and the seas,
Through the level plains and the valleys,
A mild wind blows swiftly and not tarries.
It sang and sighed and whispered sweetly,
Over summer so very new and gay,
And shake the tiny bluebells of the day.
Even on cold, white winters,
It carries the soft, delicate snowflakes,
Though the wood animal sleeps and not wakes,
Where do you come from?
Like the sound of the silver horn,
That flows over fields of wheat and corn.
Where are you going?
Billowing and rushing and all a-fleeing,
As a wave of the waters over-seeing.
Shake the stalks of the golden fields,
An invisible being, both rough and mild,
Unpredictable, mysterious and wild.
Legolas stopped his song as he felt the wind on his cheeks. A dark cloud hung in the sky above them. The light of the moon and stars grew weaker each moment. "What made you sing that song?" Lalaith asked. She sat entranced by the beauty of his voice. "I don't know...the wind perhaps," Legolas laughed quietly. "The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going." He was standing with one hand on a tall rock. Its shadow fell upon him, hiding him from unwelcome eyes.
But as Lalaith looked, there in front of him stood a great prince, a coming ruler both wise and powerful. She saw in his eyes a new fire the blazed fiercely. The slender beams of the celestial beings intensified as they reflected from his blue eyes. And her heart yearned for him. She longed to run into his arms and tell him of her love for him. Yet she feared that by doing so, she would arouse the wrath of the Shadow. But she did not know that It is near and already, Its wrath was aroused. And Its footsteps drew closer to the hill in the darkness where even the moon and the stars could not hinder.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
A/N: This chapter was written with This Is Where I Belong by Bryan Adams on my radio (I lurrvee that song). So how do you like it? Review please...I need to know if my fanfic is still being read although it is getting more and more boring. Sigh...
Oh yeah, the sentence "The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going" was taken from the Bible...can you guess which book it is from? (awards for anyone who can guess it correctly =D )
Dear Angel_1, There you have it! The three riders again...but their identity is not revealed...yet =P
Dear Snowmane, Glad you like the little award!
Dear Artistlil349, What do you think they are now? Good or bad? Hehehe...*evil laughter*
Dear Iluvien, Thank you for you comments on this fanfic...I'm glad you liked it. All the songs are written by me except the one Lalaith sang to the skylarks. That is a poem by William Wordsworth.