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A/N- You have to know that the stream in Mirkwood makes you forget what you've done and where you've been.

Chapter 2- Strange Meetings

An hour or so passed since Legolas fell asleep on the grass, and Tirnen was getting even more scared of the dark forest. "Legolas, wake up!" Tirnen shook the prince's shoulder in a vain attempt to wake him. "Legolas, please…" Tirnen poked Legolas' nose, "… wake up…" When Legolas didn't awake, Tirnen sat down beside his blonde-haired friend and played idly with a blade of grass.

"Hey, what're you doing?" A curly mop of brandy colored hair poked its way into the small clearing.

Tirnen spun around to the source of the voice. "W-Who… who are you?" Tirnen stuttered, caught by surprise.

"I'm Elvellon." A little boy, about the same age as the two Elflings, approached Tirnen casually. "Are you lost?"

Tirnen shook his head nervously; he didn't know what kind of creature Elvellon was, for he didn't look Elvish. "What are you?"

"What am I?" Elvellon stopped advancing and stood still, confused at Tirnen's question. "I'm a human, if that's what you mean."

"A human?" Tirnen had never heard the word before, for he grew up with Elves that never talked about the outside world. "So you're not an Elfling like me?"

The little boy shook his head, "Nope."

Tirnen walked cautiously up to Elvellon. He touched his own pointed ear and then he touched Elvellon's rounded ear. "Why don't you have pointy ears?" Tirnen had never been out of Mirkwood before, and it clearly showed.

"I dunno. I was just born with these ears." Elvellon fingered his own rounded ear while looking at Tirnen's pointed one.

"What are you doing out here?" Tirnen remembered that they were still in Mirkwood's gloomy forest.

"I was walking with my father, and I got lost."

"Father?" Tirnen scratched his dark head.

"You know; your dad."

"Oh, I get it." Tirnen still didn't understand the word, but he decided to forget about it and change the subject.

"Who's that?" Elvellon pointed his finger at the sleeping form of Legolas.

"He's Legolas. He's my friend." Tirnen smiled proudly.

"Is he an Elfling too?" Elvellon began to walk over to Legolas' peaceful form.

Tirnen nodded his head, beginning to trust Elvellon.

When Elvellon was standing next to Legolas, he knelt down and put his face so close to the sleeping Prince's, that their noses were almost touching. "Is he alright?" Elvellon noticed that the Elfling was sleeping with his eyes open.

Legolas awoke abruptly and screamed when he saw Elvellon's face as close as it was. He kicked Elvellon off and ran over to Tirnen. "Tir," Legolas shook his friend's arm. "Tir, who is that?"

"Oh, he's El… Elvon… Ellon!" Tirnen said happily. Elvellon nodded, not wanting to argue about his name.

"Ellon? What is he doing in my ada's forest?" Legolas asked Tirnen, not caring if Elvellon heard him or not.

"He got lost." Tirnen re-accounted Elvellon's short story.

"So he's still lost?" Legolas now felt sympathy for the lost child.

Elvellon nodded sadly, "Yah, I got lost from my dad."

"Tir… what's a 'dad'?" Legolas whispered to Tirnen, so that Elvellon wouldn't hear.

Tirnen shrugged. "I don't know…" He whispered back, "Maybe it's like a nana or something…"

Legolas nodded his unsure, but still partially sure understanding. "So, where are we?" Legolas just now got over the feeling of being frightened and was soon surveying the area.

"What do you mean 'Where are we?'?" Tirnen was shocked at what Legolas just asked. "Don't you remember where we are?"

Legolas shook his head. "Nope. I can't remember anything…" No matter how hard he tried, Legolas wasn't able to remember a single thing that happened during the time that they were out. "Do you know where my home is?"

"You don't know where your home is?" Elvellon walked up to the two Elflings.

Legolas shook his head, still partially untrusting of the child. "Tir, where's home?"

Tirnen looked around. "I don't know, but I think we came from this way." Tirnen began to lead the little company east, opposite of the palace's direction.

Tbc…

A/N- Again, sorry it's so short:P I'll try and make the next chapter longer. But thanks so much for the reviews! You're all so nice!

Just a little Elvish:

Ada- dad

Nana- mom

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