Chapter two: Tragic moments and faint memories
Aduialelen rode in front, but with the elven ranger's left arm wrapped tightly around her slender waist, his thin pale hand was quite warm for it left the rest of her body feeling cold and empty expect her stomach. The cold winter's wind blew at them as if to blow them away with the slightest gesture of a invisable arm, the girl turned her head away, the cold stung her cheeks and lips; her black tresses flowing. The white horse acted if the hard wind's desires were nothing but, a gentle warm bleeze flowing past a green sea, the home of wild flowers. But, lord of winter crept about this scene of decay and wither goopy, brown plants that cried for shelter from their cruel new master.
It could have been the smoothing rhythem of the horse's hoofs beating against the frozen bare ground or the whisper of the winds as the cold tickled her senstive ears, or even the warmth that she recived from Legolas that gave off a faint pulse. What ever the cause, she felt herself slipping away into the world of dreams where the shadows hide in the deepest, darkest corners of all hearts that wait for true love to arrive or it has already but, they do not realize it. Aduialelen found herself standing in front of great and ancient tree, it's many arms stretched out into a infinite night with stars sprinkled into the deep,dark blue. A faint voice called out, "Aduialelen..." It called out to the timd girl, "Aduialelen...You must save us, we are dying. Can you not hear are cries?" Hundreds upon hundreds of voices started to wail and scream, crying out to her, shieking for help. But from what? Aduialelen suddenly took a few steps back, clutching and holding her hands to her chest. She knew those screams, the cries of the villagers' as they burned in cruel flames caused by condemed men who only acted upon the sick desires of their black hearts.
Tears spilled from the corners of her perfectly glistening eyes, she collasped to her knees, pressing her hands to her ears, desparetly trying to block at the sorrow.
The girl's head was pressed hard into the rocky ground, all the while screaming for the voices to stop, but no one could ever hear her pitful pleas over the wailing of the dead. The ground began to shake and the voices stop suddenly. When Aduialelen looked up to see what all was going on her eyes caught something that made her want to scream but, not a sound or word escaped her pale lips. White, fail hands reached out to nothingness from the trunk of the old tree, there was splashing sound as arms and a man's chest melted through the wood, a cruel laughter echoed around her, making her believe that cold hands were caressed her soft flesh.
The young girl shivered and jumped up from her knees, and somehow falling into in a stranger's white arms, she looked up, half of her not wanting to. What she saw was a familar visage of a man with semi long thick black hair that reached his jaw, he stared at her with blood red eyes while still sporting a vicious smile, his pearly white fangs sparkled at her. He looked hungrey and she wondered and hope it wasn't blood like the wicked tales told of. Aduialelen looked down at her danging feet, she had to tore her face from his, he was holding her ten feet form the ground or more, in the darkness below she saw glimpes of moving shadows with sliver eyes. The grip that the man had on her tighten, and his visage became even more wicked then before, still smiling that cruel grin. She struggled against him, but it was no use for she wasn't able to move at all except her head. The man's long finger nail scrap across her cheek, making a thin trail of blood in it's wake, the girl flentched. "How could you ?..."That voice, so familar, as if from a long ago far off dream. "How could you ever have loved me? Aduialelen..." Her eyes widen as people and places, and so much tragic events flashed before her eyes, she saw a woman standing alone on a stone lege with a rushing river below her. The woman took a deep breath and sighed, clutching her hand to her chest, tears glistening on her cheeks, the lady took a step forward. "Nooo! Don't!" Cried Aduialelen, reaching her hands out towards the woman, but the maiden only looked at her with a smile as she fell into the river below. The girl began to cry, awakeing herself in Legolas arms once again, he looked down at her with a frown, they were not on the horse anymore but under a shady tree on the edge of a great forest. "Is something the matter?" He asked, "Did you have a nightmare?" Aduialelen sat up and turned to look at him, she nodded and wiped her eyes, "Uh-huh." She whispered, hugging her knees.