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LegoFodoPip: A) Thanx for the way cool review!! B) This I dedicated to you also ^_^
Dizzy Diskraciya: Uh oh. Weary spots. I know what the elves from different cities look like. Men in a tavern? They're all drunken pigs. They wouldn't care a thing about proper attire and protocol. I don't care. In my fic, the war is over, and Boromir is the only one gone. I don't care about their 'infallible memories' either. When those elves were tortured and mutilated into the first form of orcs, they sure didn't remember their past elven lives, now did they? Name one of those females (besides Eowyn).
CrazyPolishElf: Don't worry. Visions WILL be explained: much later ^_^
Daughter of Anubis: I tried to keep Galadriel all mystical and mysterious
Melissa Greenleaf: Review strike!?? NO!! have mercy!
Kiki0303: read to find out ^_^
Well, thanx everyone for your review! And review again, k? Also, this chap. is dedicated to LegoFodoPip. Everyone go read her stuff!
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ODRAYA'S P.O.V.
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It seems like only yesterday that I first met Galadriel. But in truth, it was nearly two months ago. I left her room, only to find Haldir and Imeron waiting outside.
"Crimeny, Ondra! You've been in there for =hours=!!" Imeron exclaimed, using his nickname for me.
"Hours? I was only in there for a few minutes, Imeron." I replied.
"Nay, milady. Your meeting did indeed span a long length of time." Haldir interrupted. I shrugged.
"Okay, whatever. The Lady wants to see you, Haldir." I informed him. He nodded and brushed passed me, walking through the large wooden doors.
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When he came back, his solemn expression was drawn taught. His mouth was set in a grim line, and his eyes were shadowed. "What'd she want, buddy?" Imeron inquired. Haldir shook his head.
"Nothing. Come, dinner awaits." And with that, he had stridden away.
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Now, our little trio was on the backs of our horses, riding out of Lothlorien. Haldir wouldn't say why, or where we were going, just that we =were= going.
"Come one, Haldir, buddy, pal, chum, good ol' reliable friend o' mine!" Imeron tried to coax him, throwing an arm around an annoyed Haldir's shoulders. "PLEASE tell me what we're doin'." He begged. Haldir sighed.
"Imeron, as good of friends as we might be, the Lady Galadriel has forbidden me to talk to anyone. I wish I could tell you, but I must follow orders." He explained. Imeron sighed.
"Sure...the immortal, all-powerful elf comes before me." He muttered. I laughed.
"Gee. I wonder why." I replied sarcastically. Imeorn flashed me a cheesy grin, and I rolled my eyes, kicking my horse into a canter.
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Days passed, slowly but surely. Still, Haldir kept his mouth shut. Imeron tried betting him to get the information, but Haldir didn't seem interested in gambling.
I, however, find all of Imeron's antics quite amusing. And I did get him in a dress. One of the servants had packed it in my travel bag for me (thinking I was going to wear it-yeah, right).
Imeron bet me on who could stay silent the longest (just because he was bored out of his mind, and decided he wanted to win some cash). Stupid idiot. He can't stay silent to save his life. It wasn't five minutes before he was riding sidesaddle in that gown. In fact, he had to wear it to bed, too. That was quite interesting. He trailed it in the fire that we'd set up for camp, and, well, I had to throw him in the river to put his burning dress out. No complaints though....heh heh.
Before long, though, we'd spent a week on the road. It was on the morning of the seventh day that Haldir declared that we'd nearly reached our goal. "How much longer?" Imeron whined.
"We'll be there before nightfall." Haldir told him.
"Yeah!" I cheered, and Imeron laughed.
"I thought that Ondra =wasn't= anxious to get there." He taunted.
"Imeron," I scowled. "You had better learn what to do with that cockiness, or I shall tell you." I warned. He laughed.
"I eagerly anticipate such a lesson." He winked. My jaw dropped, and I whacked his arm.
"Imeron, you perverted swine! You =know= that that's NOT what I meant!" I exclaimed. He smirked.
"I think that you meant it. There's an evil side that's trying to escape you, Ondra." He stated, nudging his horse closer to mine. Scowling, I got rid of him in a very simple way: I whacked his horse's rump, sending the poor beast flying into the woods. Imeron had two choices: cling for life, or fall on his ass. He chose the former, naturally.
"You see! There's the demon in you reaching out, you wicked girl!" He called as he tamed his panting animal. I smiled evilly.
"Perhaps." I agreed.
"Stop your childish pranks this instant!" Haldir bellowed suddenly. "We are nearing the city! If they see you two acting the fool, they will call up the guards on us!" He stated.
Imeron puffed out his chest in mock bravery. "They wouldn't dare call troops against such a fine person as I!" He boasted.
"Fine person? I don't see any 'fine person'." I teased him, shading my eyes with my hand as though I were searching the woods around me for this 'fine person'.
"Honestly, Ondra, you must have eaten my cooking! You're never this spontaneous!" Imeron laughed.
"Imeron, if I ate your cooking, I'd be dead." I pointed out dryly. He shrugged.
"Well, whatever you did, don't stop it. I like this 'wild' you!" He replied, winking to show that he was hinting at more...
I slapped his arm again. "Imeron, if you keep up with announcing those disgusting thoughts, then I shall..."
"Silence!" Haldir ordered, holding up his hand as a signal. Imeron and I shut our mouths immediately. He sighed. "Didn't I tell you?" He muttered. "They have sent a small squad of soldiers out to see us in." He informed us, exasperated.
I paused, and listened. I couldn't hear any footsteps, but the small vibrations that their marching made in the earth rustled the underbrush. This was the sound that I heard. "You are right," I nodded at Haldir. "There's about a dozen of them." I decided after listening a moment more.
"What are you talking about!? I hear nothing!" Imeorn shrieked.
Haldir scoffed. "Keep up that yelling, and you can be sure that they'll have heard you." He muttered.
"I take it that that's a bad thing." Imeorn observed, watching Haldir's expressions for more clues.
"Well it's certainly not the most honorable way to enter a city, being escorted by guards, I mean." He explained. My mouth formed a small 'o' in understanding, as did Imeron's. So =that's= what Haldir had been trying to tell us.
Shrugging, I turned my horse's reins, to avoid walking right into an up- turned tree root. Suddenly, my eyes came level with the point of an arrowhead.
"ARRRGGHH!!" I hollered. "What is up with you Elves and sneaking up on people!? Can't any of you ever just sit and tree and yell 'Hey, up here'!?" I exclaimed, realizing for the first time that we were entering =another= elven city.
The holder of the bow gave me an odd look.
Haldir's hand fell on my shoulder to silence me. I sat back in my saddle, content to just scowl and cross my arms in a pout. "We come in peace." Haldir explained in that serious, no jokes voice of his. He lifted his hand from my shoulder, and held both up in surrender.
"What is your business, here?" Demanded one of the other elves.
"Our business..." I started, but this time, it was Imeron who quieted me (surprisingly). He simply clamped his large, callused hand over my mouth. I glared at him, and pulled it away.
"You should teach your lady to hold her tongue." The arrogant elf stated, looking upon me as though I were the mud on the bottom of his shoe. My upper lip curled in a sneer.
"Why you rotten little maggot..." I started, but was quickly silenced as all the bows whipped back up. I blinked, not even realizing that they'd been put down in the first place.
The other elf chuckled. "I'm sure." He murmured. Then, after scanning me for a moment, he turned his gaze back to Haldir. "You are a guardian of Lorien, are you not?" The guard-elf questioned. Haldir nodded.
"Aye."
The other elf laughed somewhat. "Seems strange to have someone else point their bow at you, does it not?" He sympathized.
A tiny smile graced Haldir's lips. "Aye, that it does. But I must put aside personal grievances. I am here on business of the Lady Galadriel." He stated. The other elf looked at Imeron and me.
"And the mortals? What of them?" He inquired haughtily. Mortals. Humph. I'll show him mortals.
"They are with me." Haldir said firmly.
The other elf sneered. Obviously, he had a problem with humans. "You, Haldir, I can let through. I shall have to arrange special accommodations for the mortals, though. I doubt I can do it before the sun goes down." He informed Haldir.
Haldir shook his head, tresses bouncing. "I'm sorry, but that will not do. You see," He paused, glancing at me. Suddenly, he changed the language that he was speaking. I figured that it was some sort of Elvish, due to the fact that the other, haughty elf would nod occasionally. Finally, he stopped.
"Well in that case, I will go to all measures necessary." The other elf assured Haldir, and began walking away.
Haldir kicked his horse forward, following the other elf. The rest of them had vanished at some point or another. I wasn't sure when, though I could feel their eyes on me...they must be in the treetops.
I yanked on Haldir's sleeve. "What did you say?" I asked, my forehead creased. He shrugged.
"I merely explained our situation to Fionan," He motioned to the obstinate elf ahead of us. "He is going to lead us to Lord Elrond."
I scowled. Who was Lord Elrond? I pushed the thought away; a more important matter was at hand.
"Haldir, if all that you did was 'explain our situation', then why did you have to switch languages? What was so bad that Imeron and I couldn't hear? I mean, if I smell or something, just tell me and I'll bathe." I reasoned. I heard Fionan snort ahead of us, but ignored him.
Haldir chuckled slightly. "No, milady. Your hygiene is not the problem. Do not worry yourself grey over it. Just take everything in strides." He suggested.
I clenched and unclenched my fists against the reins in my grip. "Easy for you to say." I muttered, pulling my horse around behind Imeron.
I was silent the whole rest of the way.
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We didn't travel much farther, before I heard a soft, gentle crashing. Waterfalls. I heard waterfalls.
Fionan pushed aside a low tree branch so that our horses could pass through the path. As my horses trotted by it, I nodded my thanks to Fionan.
When I turned to gaze at the city before me, however, I nearly fell out of the saddle. It was the city from Galadriel's mirror!! The two waterfalls in the background, the green scenery, elves passing slowly through the streets...How could I have not recognized it before!?
Fionan noticed that my jaw was half out of its socket, and chuckled. "Are you amazed by the sight of the Elven city?" He questioned mockingly.
I could hear the taunting in his tone, but chose to ignore it. Had Haldir purposefully led us to the city in my vision? Why? How? Unless...the Lady Galadriel told him to. She =had= said that she saw my visions too...Yes, I reasoned, that's probably what it was. Now the question was, what significance did this city hold for me?
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Sorry that that was so short, guys. I just wanted to get it up for you. REVIEW, PLEASE ^_^!!!!!
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SHOUTOUTS:
LegoFodoPip: A) Thanx for the way cool review!! B) This I dedicated to you also ^_^
Dizzy Diskraciya: Uh oh. Weary spots. I know what the elves from different cities look like. Men in a tavern? They're all drunken pigs. They wouldn't care a thing about proper attire and protocol. I don't care. In my fic, the war is over, and Boromir is the only one gone. I don't care about their 'infallible memories' either. When those elves were tortured and mutilated into the first form of orcs, they sure didn't remember their past elven lives, now did they? Name one of those females (besides Eowyn).
CrazyPolishElf: Don't worry. Visions WILL be explained: much later ^_^
Daughter of Anubis: I tried to keep Galadriel all mystical and mysterious
Melissa Greenleaf: Review strike!?? NO!! have mercy!
Kiki0303: read to find out ^_^
Well, thanx everyone for your review! And review again, k? Also, this chap. is dedicated to LegoFodoPip. Everyone go read her stuff!
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ODRAYA'S P.O.V.
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It seems like only yesterday that I first met Galadriel. But in truth, it was nearly two months ago. I left her room, only to find Haldir and Imeron waiting outside.
"Crimeny, Ondra! You've been in there for =hours=!!" Imeron exclaimed, using his nickname for me.
"Hours? I was only in there for a few minutes, Imeron." I replied.
"Nay, milady. Your meeting did indeed span a long length of time." Haldir interrupted. I shrugged.
"Okay, whatever. The Lady wants to see you, Haldir." I informed him. He nodded and brushed passed me, walking through the large wooden doors.
~+~+~+~+~
When he came back, his solemn expression was drawn taught. His mouth was set in a grim line, and his eyes were shadowed. "What'd she want, buddy?" Imeron inquired. Haldir shook his head.
"Nothing. Come, dinner awaits." And with that, he had stridden away.
~+~+~+~
Now, our little trio was on the backs of our horses, riding out of Lothlorien. Haldir wouldn't say why, or where we were going, just that we =were= going.
"Come one, Haldir, buddy, pal, chum, good ol' reliable friend o' mine!" Imeron tried to coax him, throwing an arm around an annoyed Haldir's shoulders. "PLEASE tell me what we're doin'." He begged. Haldir sighed.
"Imeron, as good of friends as we might be, the Lady Galadriel has forbidden me to talk to anyone. I wish I could tell you, but I must follow orders." He explained. Imeron sighed.
"Sure...the immortal, all-powerful elf comes before me." He muttered. I laughed.
"Gee. I wonder why." I replied sarcastically. Imeorn flashed me a cheesy grin, and I rolled my eyes, kicking my horse into a canter.
~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~
Days passed, slowly but surely. Still, Haldir kept his mouth shut. Imeron tried betting him to get the information, but Haldir didn't seem interested in gambling.
I, however, find all of Imeron's antics quite amusing. And I did get him in a dress. One of the servants had packed it in my travel bag for me (thinking I was going to wear it-yeah, right).
Imeron bet me on who could stay silent the longest (just because he was bored out of his mind, and decided he wanted to win some cash). Stupid idiot. He can't stay silent to save his life. It wasn't five minutes before he was riding sidesaddle in that gown. In fact, he had to wear it to bed, too. That was quite interesting. He trailed it in the fire that we'd set up for camp, and, well, I had to throw him in the river to put his burning dress out. No complaints though....heh heh.
Before long, though, we'd spent a week on the road. It was on the morning of the seventh day that Haldir declared that we'd nearly reached our goal. "How much longer?" Imeron whined.
"We'll be there before nightfall." Haldir told him.
"Yeah!" I cheered, and Imeron laughed.
"I thought that Ondra =wasn't= anxious to get there." He taunted.
"Imeron," I scowled. "You had better learn what to do with that cockiness, or I shall tell you." I warned. He laughed.
"I eagerly anticipate such a lesson." He winked. My jaw dropped, and I whacked his arm.
"Imeron, you perverted swine! You =know= that that's NOT what I meant!" I exclaimed. He smirked.
"I think that you meant it. There's an evil side that's trying to escape you, Ondra." He stated, nudging his horse closer to mine. Scowling, I got rid of him in a very simple way: I whacked his horse's rump, sending the poor beast flying into the woods. Imeron had two choices: cling for life, or fall on his ass. He chose the former, naturally.
"You see! There's the demon in you reaching out, you wicked girl!" He called as he tamed his panting animal. I smiled evilly.
"Perhaps." I agreed.
"Stop your childish pranks this instant!" Haldir bellowed suddenly. "We are nearing the city! If they see you two acting the fool, they will call up the guards on us!" He stated.
Imeron puffed out his chest in mock bravery. "They wouldn't dare call troops against such a fine person as I!" He boasted.
"Fine person? I don't see any 'fine person'." I teased him, shading my eyes with my hand as though I were searching the woods around me for this 'fine person'.
"Honestly, Ondra, you must have eaten my cooking! You're never this spontaneous!" Imeron laughed.
"Imeron, if I ate your cooking, I'd be dead." I pointed out dryly. He shrugged.
"Well, whatever you did, don't stop it. I like this 'wild' you!" He replied, winking to show that he was hinting at more...
I slapped his arm again. "Imeron, if you keep up with announcing those disgusting thoughts, then I shall..."
"Silence!" Haldir ordered, holding up his hand as a signal. Imeron and I shut our mouths immediately. He sighed. "Didn't I tell you?" He muttered. "They have sent a small squad of soldiers out to see us in." He informed us, exasperated.
I paused, and listened. I couldn't hear any footsteps, but the small vibrations that their marching made in the earth rustled the underbrush. This was the sound that I heard. "You are right," I nodded at Haldir. "There's about a dozen of them." I decided after listening a moment more.
"What are you talking about!? I hear nothing!" Imeorn shrieked.
Haldir scoffed. "Keep up that yelling, and you can be sure that they'll have heard you." He muttered.
"I take it that that's a bad thing." Imeorn observed, watching Haldir's expressions for more clues.
"Well it's certainly not the most honorable way to enter a city, being escorted by guards, I mean." He explained. My mouth formed a small 'o' in understanding, as did Imeron's. So =that's= what Haldir had been trying to tell us.
Shrugging, I turned my horse's reins, to avoid walking right into an up- turned tree root. Suddenly, my eyes came level with the point of an arrowhead.
"ARRRGGHH!!" I hollered. "What is up with you Elves and sneaking up on people!? Can't any of you ever just sit and tree and yell 'Hey, up here'!?" I exclaimed, realizing for the first time that we were entering =another= elven city.
The holder of the bow gave me an odd look.
Haldir's hand fell on my shoulder to silence me. I sat back in my saddle, content to just scowl and cross my arms in a pout. "We come in peace." Haldir explained in that serious, no jokes voice of his. He lifted his hand from my shoulder, and held both up in surrender.
"What is your business, here?" Demanded one of the other elves.
"Our business..." I started, but this time, it was Imeron who quieted me (surprisingly). He simply clamped his large, callused hand over my mouth. I glared at him, and pulled it away.
"You should teach your lady to hold her tongue." The arrogant elf stated, looking upon me as though I were the mud on the bottom of his shoe. My upper lip curled in a sneer.
"Why you rotten little maggot..." I started, but was quickly silenced as all the bows whipped back up. I blinked, not even realizing that they'd been put down in the first place.
The other elf chuckled. "I'm sure." He murmured. Then, after scanning me for a moment, he turned his gaze back to Haldir. "You are a guardian of Lorien, are you not?" The guard-elf questioned. Haldir nodded.
"Aye."
The other elf laughed somewhat. "Seems strange to have someone else point their bow at you, does it not?" He sympathized.
A tiny smile graced Haldir's lips. "Aye, that it does. But I must put aside personal grievances. I am here on business of the Lady Galadriel." He stated. The other elf looked at Imeron and me.
"And the mortals? What of them?" He inquired haughtily. Mortals. Humph. I'll show him mortals.
"They are with me." Haldir said firmly.
The other elf sneered. Obviously, he had a problem with humans. "You, Haldir, I can let through. I shall have to arrange special accommodations for the mortals, though. I doubt I can do it before the sun goes down." He informed Haldir.
Haldir shook his head, tresses bouncing. "I'm sorry, but that will not do. You see," He paused, glancing at me. Suddenly, he changed the language that he was speaking. I figured that it was some sort of Elvish, due to the fact that the other, haughty elf would nod occasionally. Finally, he stopped.
"Well in that case, I will go to all measures necessary." The other elf assured Haldir, and began walking away.
Haldir kicked his horse forward, following the other elf. The rest of them had vanished at some point or another. I wasn't sure when, though I could feel their eyes on me...they must be in the treetops.
I yanked on Haldir's sleeve. "What did you say?" I asked, my forehead creased. He shrugged.
"I merely explained our situation to Fionan," He motioned to the obstinate elf ahead of us. "He is going to lead us to Lord Elrond."
I scowled. Who was Lord Elrond? I pushed the thought away; a more important matter was at hand.
"Haldir, if all that you did was 'explain our situation', then why did you have to switch languages? What was so bad that Imeron and I couldn't hear? I mean, if I smell or something, just tell me and I'll bathe." I reasoned. I heard Fionan snort ahead of us, but ignored him.
Haldir chuckled slightly. "No, milady. Your hygiene is not the problem. Do not worry yourself grey over it. Just take everything in strides." He suggested.
I clenched and unclenched my fists against the reins in my grip. "Easy for you to say." I muttered, pulling my horse around behind Imeron.
I was silent the whole rest of the way.
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We didn't travel much farther, before I heard a soft, gentle crashing. Waterfalls. I heard waterfalls.
Fionan pushed aside a low tree branch so that our horses could pass through the path. As my horses trotted by it, I nodded my thanks to Fionan.
When I turned to gaze at the city before me, however, I nearly fell out of the saddle. It was the city from Galadriel's mirror!! The two waterfalls in the background, the green scenery, elves passing slowly through the streets...How could I have not recognized it before!?
Fionan noticed that my jaw was half out of its socket, and chuckled. "Are you amazed by the sight of the Elven city?" He questioned mockingly.
I could hear the taunting in his tone, but chose to ignore it. Had Haldir purposefully led us to the city in my vision? Why? How? Unless...the Lady Galadriel told him to. She =had= said that she saw my visions too...Yes, I reasoned, that's probably what it was. Now the question was, what significance did this city hold for me?
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Sorry that that was so short, guys. I just wanted to get it up for you. REVIEW, PLEASE ^_^!!!!!
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