A/N: This chapter might be a bit confusing to those who had not read The
Silmarillion before...
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Lalaith sat at a small table in her room. The morning sun has just allowed a few rays of warm light colour the dark sky and birds everywhere were stirring at their nests, ready for a new day. Lalaith pulled a few drawers open and found some paper, ink and a pen. Her eyes were red-rimmed for tears and lack of sleep. Lalaith dipped the tip of the pen into the pot of thick, black ink and wrote on the paper with her gentle, curving script. She started with:
Dear Legolas,
I...
And she knew not how to continue for she did not know what she ought to say. She took almost an hour to write the letter before there was a knock on her door. A head poked in and the maid told Lalaith that she should go to the dining room for breakfast. Hurriedly, Lalaith folded the letter and placed it into a yellowish envelope and sealed it before writing To Legolas on the front of it. Then she changed into the clothes the maid had brought for her and went to the dining room with the letter hidden in her pocket.
She went down grand staircases that spiral down from great heights. Strange vines with small, lovely leaves wrapped around the sides and hung below, forming complex and fascinating patterns. Her hands held onto thick sturdy wood of dark brown that shaped the staircase as she walked down it and the steps were of smooth marble and carpeted with deep green cover.
It seems that everything in the castle was enchanted, bound with mysterious spells that held them all together, creating an atmosphere of warmth and greatness. To the friends of the Elven-King, they would find the castle a cosy and comfortable home but for his enemies, they would seldom be able to enter the stronghold, and if they did, they will find it a strange and powerful place of magic and they would be intimidated or awed beyond words. For so it is with all places the Elves dwelt.
Lalaith reached the end of the stairs. There, a tall statue of a deer on its hind legs stood on her right and left. She looked at the branching horns and then at the soulful eyes of the statues. They looked so real and they had an earnest expression on their faces as if ready to fight an oncoming danger. Then she jumped when Sul called her name from an open door to her left. Lalaith hurried towards the huge doors and entered the royal dining room.
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In a place far, far away, deer of pure silver danced upon undying grass. Here everything was of perfection. The sky was of a vivid blue and the birds that soar by sang in voices not heard by any in Middle-earth. Here, the sound of laughter was ever heard except in the west for that was a place of pity and mourning and the halls of the spirits. Here it was in Valinor, the Undying Land, that Nessa danced with white fawns, swift as ever, for she is a Valar and the partner of Tulkas who could outrun all things that go on feet.
But at this very while, she was deep in thought, pondering upon what her dear friends spoke of. The white deer that follow her wherever she goes. An evil was brewing in Middle-earth for the ruining of the plans of the Valars, the plan to stop the wickedness of the fore-servant of Melkor, Sauron. For it was all already planned before hand and the Valars had foreseen what is to come to past. But they had not noticed that this single mistake could ruin their plan and would cause the Fellowship to lose one of its members even before it was formed.
The Shadow was known in Valinor for she was from this land before she decided her doom to follow the ways of Melkor. And she was of a small rank though she herself was a Maia who has turned to darkness. To use the powers of others is her speciality because she can draw power from anyone for her own use. But her ability to do so had been lessened incredibly when Melkor, who was also known as Morgoth, was overthrown. She feared the stars of Varda the most.
Nessa decided that she ought to do something to stop it and whispered her plans to her deer.
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Lalaith opened the door of Legolas' room and slipped in quietly. She knew what she had to do but still she was doubtful. She hoped what she was going to do would help Legolas. Legolas must wake up. The room was still dark and gloomy. Lalaith placed her letter in Legolas' quiver, among his arrows so that he would find it if he should wake up. Then she walked towards where Legolas lay, still unconscious.
Legolas had not moved since the last time she saw him and seemed dead, for his face was pale. Yet the rise and fall of his chest indicated that he was not. Lalaith placed a kiss upon his forehead, tears threatening to fall. Then she hastened outside, closed the door, and ran. She ran, following the sound of rushing water.
Lalaith reached a garden similar to the one she had been the earlier night. This garden was connected to the Mirkwood forest and seemed to be part of the forest as well but here the plants were trimmed and cared for and were not the wild plants of the forest. A raging river flowed before her its waters rushing furiously. Lalaith walked to the bank and chanced to look across the river to the opposite bank. There, a herd of white deer looked back at her, watching to see what she would do next. Lalaith turned her gaze back towards the water before her.
"Please, may the curse be broken by death," Lalaith prayed and braced herself for what she had to do.
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Naur walked with the elven-girl who had greeted them at the gates. "She is the loveliest being in the whole world," he thought, holding her hand as he led her around in the garden. They had been talking about everything that had happened to each other during their brief separation. Naur was still eyeing the trees for in case there were any more mischievous squirrels, which would like to use him for target practice.
"Rea, I don't understand it. Why would the squirrels throw nuts at me and not to any other Elf?" Naur complained. The elven-girl laughed heartily, adding to Naur's annoyance.
"Well, perhaps it is because they know you wouldn't really shoot them even if they throw nuts at you. Or perhaps they were trying to feed you, seeing that you were slightly thinner than most Elves," Rea replied and laughed all over again. "Seriously, you had gotten thinner since I last saw you."
"Really? Then you had better start making those delicious cookies, and sandwiches and cakes and muffins and.." Naur said, licking his lips.
"Tell me what you did to deserve these first," Rea cut him short.
"Erm...well, let me think..."
They walked nearer to where Lalaith was but was too absorbed in their conversation to notice her. And when they did, they saw her plunging into the river and the water quickly covering her from sight.
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Lalaith felt the water surrounding her. She was fully submerged in the water. She felt her lungs burn terribly for lack of oxygen. Her vision blurred and the icy water made her numb. Memories flooded into her mind, memories of her family, her childhood, Wilwarin and then of her first meeting with Legolas. She closed her eyes and then she knew not anything else.
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Naur was going to jump into the river as well in an attempt to rescue Lalaith but Rea pulled him back, "No! It's too dangerous!" she cried. They couldn't see where Lalaith was anymore.
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A/N: Sorry if this is another cliffhanger...I can't help myself. I always end my chapters with a cliffie =P I will try to write the next chapter as fast as I could so it might be up by next week but I can't guarantee things will go the way I intend them too. I've started my driving lessons and they were horrible since I have never drove a car before (believe me or not!). Hope I can get the hang of things. My car went backwards on a slope! That was scary...and fortunately there weren't any cars behind me. The instructor was nagging like what and kept telling me to calm down. Well, I guess I was pretty scared the whole time. Anyway, please review...
Dear ElvenStar5, Whee!!! You mean the extended version will be 5 hours long? I hope it comes out soon and the blopper reel thing too!
Dear Undomiel, This is the next chapter for you to review =P And YES, ROTK was AWESOME!
Dear Shimmering Omens, I like happy-ever-after endings too...I hope my story would end that way, but you never know...so read on =)
Dear Toby Keith Fanatic, Yeah me too and the Scouring of Shire would be GREAT...we could get a glimpse of what became of Saruman then, I hope.
Dear Lady Gwen of Avalon, Yup I wrote the poem/song do you like it? =)
Dear Hebe Jebes, Sorry, this is another cliffhanger. Hope you like this one too.
Dear Eowa, Is this as humanly as possible? Hope you like this chapter =)
Dear Snowmane, Yeah I LOVE the coronation scene too...oh and I've got a picture of him with his princely clothes and circlet in my website
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Lalaith sat at a small table in her room. The morning sun has just allowed a few rays of warm light colour the dark sky and birds everywhere were stirring at their nests, ready for a new day. Lalaith pulled a few drawers open and found some paper, ink and a pen. Her eyes were red-rimmed for tears and lack of sleep. Lalaith dipped the tip of the pen into the pot of thick, black ink and wrote on the paper with her gentle, curving script. She started with:
Dear Legolas,
I...
And she knew not how to continue for she did not know what she ought to say. She took almost an hour to write the letter before there was a knock on her door. A head poked in and the maid told Lalaith that she should go to the dining room for breakfast. Hurriedly, Lalaith folded the letter and placed it into a yellowish envelope and sealed it before writing To Legolas on the front of it. Then she changed into the clothes the maid had brought for her and went to the dining room with the letter hidden in her pocket.
She went down grand staircases that spiral down from great heights. Strange vines with small, lovely leaves wrapped around the sides and hung below, forming complex and fascinating patterns. Her hands held onto thick sturdy wood of dark brown that shaped the staircase as she walked down it and the steps were of smooth marble and carpeted with deep green cover.
It seems that everything in the castle was enchanted, bound with mysterious spells that held them all together, creating an atmosphere of warmth and greatness. To the friends of the Elven-King, they would find the castle a cosy and comfortable home but for his enemies, they would seldom be able to enter the stronghold, and if they did, they will find it a strange and powerful place of magic and they would be intimidated or awed beyond words. For so it is with all places the Elves dwelt.
Lalaith reached the end of the stairs. There, a tall statue of a deer on its hind legs stood on her right and left. She looked at the branching horns and then at the soulful eyes of the statues. They looked so real and they had an earnest expression on their faces as if ready to fight an oncoming danger. Then she jumped when Sul called her name from an open door to her left. Lalaith hurried towards the huge doors and entered the royal dining room.
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In a place far, far away, deer of pure silver danced upon undying grass. Here everything was of perfection. The sky was of a vivid blue and the birds that soar by sang in voices not heard by any in Middle-earth. Here, the sound of laughter was ever heard except in the west for that was a place of pity and mourning and the halls of the spirits. Here it was in Valinor, the Undying Land, that Nessa danced with white fawns, swift as ever, for she is a Valar and the partner of Tulkas who could outrun all things that go on feet.
But at this very while, she was deep in thought, pondering upon what her dear friends spoke of. The white deer that follow her wherever she goes. An evil was brewing in Middle-earth for the ruining of the plans of the Valars, the plan to stop the wickedness of the fore-servant of Melkor, Sauron. For it was all already planned before hand and the Valars had foreseen what is to come to past. But they had not noticed that this single mistake could ruin their plan and would cause the Fellowship to lose one of its members even before it was formed.
The Shadow was known in Valinor for she was from this land before she decided her doom to follow the ways of Melkor. And she was of a small rank though she herself was a Maia who has turned to darkness. To use the powers of others is her speciality because she can draw power from anyone for her own use. But her ability to do so had been lessened incredibly when Melkor, who was also known as Morgoth, was overthrown. She feared the stars of Varda the most.
Nessa decided that she ought to do something to stop it and whispered her plans to her deer.
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Lalaith opened the door of Legolas' room and slipped in quietly. She knew what she had to do but still she was doubtful. She hoped what she was going to do would help Legolas. Legolas must wake up. The room was still dark and gloomy. Lalaith placed her letter in Legolas' quiver, among his arrows so that he would find it if he should wake up. Then she walked towards where Legolas lay, still unconscious.
Legolas had not moved since the last time she saw him and seemed dead, for his face was pale. Yet the rise and fall of his chest indicated that he was not. Lalaith placed a kiss upon his forehead, tears threatening to fall. Then she hastened outside, closed the door, and ran. She ran, following the sound of rushing water.
Lalaith reached a garden similar to the one she had been the earlier night. This garden was connected to the Mirkwood forest and seemed to be part of the forest as well but here the plants were trimmed and cared for and were not the wild plants of the forest. A raging river flowed before her its waters rushing furiously. Lalaith walked to the bank and chanced to look across the river to the opposite bank. There, a herd of white deer looked back at her, watching to see what she would do next. Lalaith turned her gaze back towards the water before her.
"Please, may the curse be broken by death," Lalaith prayed and braced herself for what she had to do.
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Naur walked with the elven-girl who had greeted them at the gates. "She is the loveliest being in the whole world," he thought, holding her hand as he led her around in the garden. They had been talking about everything that had happened to each other during their brief separation. Naur was still eyeing the trees for in case there were any more mischievous squirrels, which would like to use him for target practice.
"Rea, I don't understand it. Why would the squirrels throw nuts at me and not to any other Elf?" Naur complained. The elven-girl laughed heartily, adding to Naur's annoyance.
"Well, perhaps it is because they know you wouldn't really shoot them even if they throw nuts at you. Or perhaps they were trying to feed you, seeing that you were slightly thinner than most Elves," Rea replied and laughed all over again. "Seriously, you had gotten thinner since I last saw you."
"Really? Then you had better start making those delicious cookies, and sandwiches and cakes and muffins and.." Naur said, licking his lips.
"Tell me what you did to deserve these first," Rea cut him short.
"Erm...well, let me think..."
They walked nearer to where Lalaith was but was too absorbed in their conversation to notice her. And when they did, they saw her plunging into the river and the water quickly covering her from sight.
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Lalaith felt the water surrounding her. She was fully submerged in the water. She felt her lungs burn terribly for lack of oxygen. Her vision blurred and the icy water made her numb. Memories flooded into her mind, memories of her family, her childhood, Wilwarin and then of her first meeting with Legolas. She closed her eyes and then she knew not anything else.
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Naur was going to jump into the river as well in an attempt to rescue Lalaith but Rea pulled him back, "No! It's too dangerous!" she cried. They couldn't see where Lalaith was anymore.
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A/N: Sorry if this is another cliffhanger...I can't help myself. I always end my chapters with a cliffie =P I will try to write the next chapter as fast as I could so it might be up by next week but I can't guarantee things will go the way I intend them too. I've started my driving lessons and they were horrible since I have never drove a car before (believe me or not!). Hope I can get the hang of things. My car went backwards on a slope! That was scary...and fortunately there weren't any cars behind me. The instructor was nagging like what and kept telling me to calm down. Well, I guess I was pretty scared the whole time. Anyway, please review...
Dear ElvenStar5, Whee!!! You mean the extended version will be 5 hours long? I hope it comes out soon and the blopper reel thing too!
Dear Undomiel, This is the next chapter for you to review =P And YES, ROTK was AWESOME!
Dear Shimmering Omens, I like happy-ever-after endings too...I hope my story would end that way, but you never know...so read on =)
Dear Toby Keith Fanatic, Yeah me too and the Scouring of Shire would be GREAT...we could get a glimpse of what became of Saruman then, I hope.
Dear Lady Gwen of Avalon, Yup I wrote the poem/song do you like it? =)
Dear Hebe Jebes, Sorry, this is another cliffhanger. Hope you like this one too.
Dear Eowa, Is this as humanly as possible? Hope you like this chapter =)
Dear Snowmane, Yeah I LOVE the coronation scene too...oh and I've got a picture of him with his princely clothes and circlet in my website