The Fire Dance

The Fire Dance


Ch148


Many months later...........

Lindir watched closely as Erestor slowly made his way down the hall,
pausing when the dark adviser stopped from time to time to sit and
catch his breath on one of the stone benches that the hallways provided

"Erestor?"

"Oh hello there Lindir"

The minstrel smiled as he sat down next to him "How are you doing?"

"I feel like someone has strapped a bunch of history books to my
stomach...other then that, I am well. And you?"

Lindir chuckled, then shook his head "I am well"

Erestor tilted his head, he knew Lindir was holding back something
"What is it Lindir?"

Lindir sighed and lowered his gaze "I worry about you"

"I am well Lindir, truly. The elfling is fine, and I am fine. How are
you and Orophin doing?"

"We are well. Tree is very understanding and patient. I love him dearly"

Erestor looked closely at Lindirs body language, then slowly placed
his hand on his knee "Lindir. Tis me, Erestor, you Know you can tell me
anything...we share a history"

Lindir trembled, then took a deep breath "I have been having
nightmares...well, more like flashes of memory"

"Of the attack?"

"Aye, I hear Mira crying...and keep hearing you as well"

Erestor furrowed his brow "Me? I do not remember saying anything
during the attack"

Lindir bit his lip "You spoke, several times...through your whimpering"

The dark adviser swallowed hard "Wh...what did I say?"

"You...you pleaded with whoever was holding you at the time...things
like "Saes daro"..."I want Mira"..."I want Lindir"..."Let me go", you
were so very young"

Erestor looked over and shrugged "The past can not be changed Lindir"

"I know, I only wish I could have done more to..."

"Done more?! Lindir, you took the brunt of their touch so Mira would
be spared some! And if you had not done this...I...I could have
been...they may have..."

Lindir took a deep breath "I know Erestor...you need not say it...I
know. I have just...I have been having these nightmares more and more
since you discovered that you were with life"

Erestor pulled him close "Have you spoken to Elrond about these
nightmares?"

"Nay, though Mira knows"

"Why don't we go and speak with Elrond, he may be able to help in some
way"

Lindir sighed heavily "Alright, I will go and get Tree...I would like
for him to be there"

"Aye, go and get your Tree, I will meet you at Elrond's office"

~*~*~

"Tree?"

"Ah! Lindir! Would you come and help me put away these toys? During
Cirdan's storytelling, the elflings..." Orophin suddenly paused "Lin?"

"I spoke with Erestor"

The middle brother of three slowly walked over "Did you tell him about
the nightmares? And that they have increased since he became pregnant?"

Lindir nodded "He suggested that I speak with Elrond"

"Wise advice. And if I remember correctly, I suggested that when the
nightmares began"

"Aye, you are wise Tree...very wise"

Orophin stood to full height, then squared his shoulders and looked
down "That I am...Orophin The Wise, that is me"

Lindir rolled his eyes "Uh-huh"

~*~*~

On his way to see Elrond, Erestor ran into Cirdan.......

"Do you have a moment?"

The ancient lord smiled "For you penneth, of course"

Erestor gently took the arm Cirdan offered "It is about Lindir, he
will be meeting me shortly to speak with Elrond about some nightmares
he has been having"

Cirdan frowned "What kind of nightmares?"

"Flashing memory's about the attack"

*Sigh* "I will gladly assist in any way I can. I remember what Lindir
was like when we got there" Cirdan then patted Erestor's hand as it
rested on his forearm "Tell me though penneth, will this not stress you?
You are far along, but..."

"I am fine"

"Penneth"

"Cirdan, If I can survive what happened when I was a
elfling...AND...survive Glorfindel with a cracked nipple, I think I
can handle helping Lindir!"

The ancient lord smiled "Should we stop and get you some leaves?"

Erestor suddenly stopped "Actually, I'm craving something else right now"

"Oh? What is it, we could stop and get it"

"No need, Elrond will have some in his office"

"Truly? What are you craving"

The dark adviser sighed as he began to walk again "Parchment"

TBC.........................



Translations:

Penneth ------------------- Young one
Saes ---------------------- Please
Daro ---------------------- Stop