Hey guys! It's Shelby this time! I'm so sorry I didn't get this posted last weekend like Amanda told you guys we would do… but I guess a few - complications came up. You see it's usually Amanda who post the chapters and since she had gone on an out of state trip she left me to post… I was really excited! But, ah - I got in a bit of trouble with getting it up. Nothing happened to the chapter I just got a bit confused on how to post; I never really did it before. I laugh at myself that I couldn't figure it out, but I got it up! Yeah!
Anyway, this is a short chapter. I know we got a few reviews saying to make the chapters longer, we will try to get them as long as we can for a chapter. Perhaps I could persuade Amanda into writing a nine page chapter and increase the amount there, huh? One more page to every new chapter? Sounds good, right? Well, I'll see what I can do.
Hope you guess enjoy this chapter! ; )
Strangers in Shadows
By: Amanda and Shelby
Chapter 7
Edge of Memories
The morning sun shined through the wide windows of Mirkwoods healing chamber; like a million candles lighting up a dark room late into the night, adding another blanket to the bed a tall blonde elf rested in.
Thaladirith's eyes opened slowly to welcome the visit of the suns fingers. He squeezed his eyes shut to block the sudden amount of light. He felt paralyzed and heavy, like someone has filled his limbs with rock and sand.
Shielding his eyes from the hurtful rays outside with his hand, Thaladirith covered his shoulders with the blankets drawn around his chest. He didn't realized what he had done until he shuddered.
Pain and memories erupted forth into his head like lightning. They all rushed toward him like an army attacking one. The shock made him cry out as he tired to flee from the one coming pictures that tried to sway into focus.
Pictures flashed in and out of his head right before his bright eyes.
Spiders.
Lightning.
Legolas.
Legolas! He attempted to call out for his friend, but his voice croaked. Then he released he was moving his head from side to side, causing more pain than necessary.
The doors busted open as two healers rushed to his bed trying to calm the thrashing elf. He was confused; he didn't know where he was, or what was going on.
Thaladirith squeezed his eyes shut a second time; pain still throbbing through his beat up body.
Dark shapes seem to loom behind his closed eyes. The shadows reminded him of the spiders he fought with Legolas. He remembered the way they dispersed and disappeared when the lightning struck a tree by their small battle, cutting the base of the tree away from the rest. He remembered seeing Legolas in the landing spot of the heavy trunk.
He had rushed forward pushing the prince out of the trees fall - did he push him out of the way? He clutched his head in thought. He couldn't remember! All he knew was that he felt pain fall on top of him, crushing him to the ground. Now he was here. Trying to put together the puzzle of the past.
An Image flashed before his eyes, and the memory came just as fast. He did get Legolas out of the way! He remembered when Legolas rolled the tree of his back. He must have passed out after that, the only other thing he could recall was a sea of black bliss.
"Thala? Thaladirith? Are you awake?" A distant voice asked him. He didn't know if it belonged to reality or if it was part of his mind.
White spots stole his vision, pain throbbing in strong waves inside his head made him wince. "Where is Legolas?" He questioned himself. If he had saved the elf, then why wasn't he here? He recalled that Legolas got injuries as well.
He slowly opened his eyes, seeing two healers standing beside his bed. Their faces were sketched in worry as they stole a quick glance at each other and then looked back to him.
Thaladirith's heart skipped a beat. Where is he? What happened? The look on the healers faces made Thaladirith think of the worst: Is he dead?
"We were hoping that you would know the answer." The shorter healer that questioned his consciousness replied.
Two days passes since he woke up in the healing room of Mirkwood. He had learned from the two healers, Mahtan and Lessienthat no one knew where Legolas was. The only thing Mirkwood knew was that he was missing and gravely injured. Malyn, he seemed to have learned more than Telepwena. He mentioned that one of the guards came back with a broken arrow that belonged to Legolas. No one was really sure weather it meant anything to the mystery of Legolas' disappearance. The prince could have abandoned the broken arrow there.
When one of the guards came to question him he mentioned that the arrow had actually been found outside a pit that was empty, save for a dangerous amount of blood. Thaladirith was found outside the hollow hole, and it looked to be footprints of men on the muddy ground.
Thaladirith sat upright in his bed, immediately regretting it and falling back yelling in pain at his broken ribs, when he heard this dreadful news. The thought of Legolas being taken by men was horrible. His yelp broke down to small moans. His eyes were clamped shut and his face was screwed up in frustration. The elf's head started to pound to match the pounding in his chest.
He moaned again. He wanted to help, he needed to get out there and look for Legolas, not sit here. He felt hapless. It made him feel un-whole and incomplete.
I know we do this a lot, but right now I have no time for reviews I feel so bad. And I really don't know what the whole deal is with the review responses, I heard we couldn't have them anymore. But hopefully we'll make it up somehow. We do have the next chapter longer than this chapter already. Hope that works.
Anyway, gotta go. I have Fantasy homework. smiles I get to read 'The Hobbit' for homework! I feel lucky! ; )
TTFN guys!
