One day late --b busy… not an all that important chapter… and not exactly a long …
Thanks for your advice acronychal, I really appreciated. I'll try harder… Xx It's just not easy for me to grasp where to put more detail and where should be leave it as it is... --b
Chapter 2
Escape and Confusion
Legolas was ridding, hoods shading him from the blazing sun, his clock blowing behind him as the horse sprint across the land. He just came back from a visit to his good friend Gimil. Legolas had passed Edoras at midday, now it's already afternoon. It's early August the weather is hot and dry, the grassland of Rohan is slowly turning into a yellowish green, it hasn't rained for a bout two month already, every beat of the horse's hoofs sent up a little puff of cloud. However Legolas was quite oblivious to the weather, it doesn't affect him much and he was lost in thoughts. He slowed his horse, which by now is a bit tired and heated; it's time for a short break, even if he wanted to get back to Ithilien as soon as possible. Near by was a cluster of trees with a few bushes in between. Reflected pieces of light danced on the leaves of the trees, there must be a small pond hidden with in. Legolas led his horse under the shade, taking out the water skin and pieces of lembas, he let the horse wonder on its own. The horse tort toward the little pond to getting a drink from the cool water then lazily eating some green grass close to the edge of the pool. Legolas take a drought from the water skin, and as he put it on his side his hand brush by a little pouch. It was a gift form Gimil. He had just found a new mining spot and was quite excited as it has produced a large amount of precious gems. No matter what Legolas said Gimil insisted that he have to keep some, saying something like 'Good friends should share their finds?' Legolas smiled as he remembered Gimil's stubborn expression. 'I suppose father would not mind keeping it… I never really did understand father's love for these kinds of things…'
As he call out to his horse, a sudden pain erupted in his head, colors danced behind his closed eyelids, but as sudden as it came it was gone again. He looked around, 'it's so dark' Legolas thought, as his eyes adjust to the darkness he can make out four robed figure encircled him and each with a short stick in their hands. The surroundings was unfamiliar, he seems to be on top of a hill, ten meters away to the right was a small wood, the night was chilly even to him, and the night is dark, there are no stars in the sky. He wanted to gather the cloak around him, but he can not feel his hands, it's as if its not there. Legolas looked down, but then he was shocked to silence. Where it should have been his body, there is a cord of green, with silver and gold threads circling around it.
Legolas was thoroughly confused; 'did I die?' that is his thought that maybe somehow he has been killed… 'What happed? Where am I…?' So many questions troubled his mind. The question he really wanted to know desperately was that why and how he'd came to be here. So lost as he was moments before he had only now notice the strong sense of evil emanating from the figure from his left, in whom's hand laid a huge, battered book. Ever since he felt the evil, it had grown. He is really having a huge headache now, the evil presence felt to him as the black speech to the eleven ears. Abruptly everything went a bit quieter; Legolas just realized that moments before they're chanting in some strange nonsenseze. Realizing his sence are returning, he slowly moved his still transparent hands, trying hard to make his body listen to him. 'Could this be the works of evil wizards of the likes of Suraman?' Legolas mused. He desperately wanted to get away. As he break from the immobilization, the evil wizard raised his wand and shout some thing, and a green flash of light rushed toward him, Lightning flashed, he barely avoided the green light, and with the lightning which lid up the hooded man standing in front with pale blond hair, and equally pale face, and dark eyes, and the one standing on his right with oily black hair. Legolas did not finish his observations as the lightning had passed and everything fell in complete and utter darkness. Legolas dimmed his elven light and wrapped his cloak tightly around himself, he quickly and nimbly slipped past them and swiftly toward the position of the woods he had saw earlier. His inaudible footsteps and the quite rustle of the cloak are covered by the rumbling of distant thunder and the falling rain.
Legolas immediately climb on the tree when he reach the wood, moving as soundlessly as possible, he hide himself behind a dense bunch of branches. At the moment he stopped, a flicker of light shone from one of the wand's tip. Legolas peer through the thick twigs and looked to the unnatural source of light. With the soft light, he can make out the outline of the face of the person holding the wand. 'This is a woman' Legolas realized, 'what a strange kind of shoes she was wearing! (Can't resists ) But then he wasn't even sure of their race.' He listened as they talked, or rather one talked. 'At least they speak western.' They moved toward the house at the foot of the hill, Legolas waited, after quite some time, he finally drop out of the tree, and looked around to the unfamiliar world.
'What am I to do…?'
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Not exactly an interesting chapter unlike the next… (Least I hope so)
Next chapter---- the new adventure adaptation…
Update around 8/22/05