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Adult +
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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
DRIFTWOOD
BY
JOXIE
Title : Driftwood
Author : Joxie
Pairing : Thranduil/Will, Legolas/Elrond, Aze/Arwen
Rating : NC17 Swearing AU
Authors Notes : LOTR/POTC Crossover, third story in the Sparks Universe follows ASFU and PTTL
Summary : A stranger in a strange land can he help a fading King and what of the Kings family?
Feedback : Yes please, please be tactful and patient.
Disclaimer : Complete Cobblers I Own Nothing!
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Cirdan spent hours just gazing at the sea, his mind dwelling on the carnage it had caused. The ships that had been lost before all believed the curse held true. To his knowledge at least seven ships had been destroyed by the angry sea water.
He couldn’t explain how he felt he only knew his heart was breaking. To have the sea torn from him made him incomplete. He watched as the enraged water continued crashing against the dockside, he stood very still letting the sea spray burn him.
It was so hard to believe that only a week ago he had been swimming in the very sea that now seemed to reach out to him with murder on its mind. Cirdan had never felt so alone and abandoned. His prays had went unanswered, the Lord and his Lady did not comfort him.
Still and statue like he waited, a lone candle in the darkness waiting for something he could not name. A cold wet mist came down quickly and without warning. A shiver went through Cirdan when ghost like fingers touched his cheek, one tip ran playfully over his lips.
“Do not despair all is not lost and you are not forgotten. Hold on, let love bring you to safe harbour.” The voice and fingers faded.
“Lady” cried out Cirdan but she was gone.
The wet weather eventually drove Cirdan back to his house. The fire had burnt low in the grate and he tossed a couple of logs on it. He slumped into a fireside chair as the rain lashed at the windows and the wind howled like a banshee. Troubled he gazed at the fire as it danced in the darkness.
A lamp was lit and out of the shadows stepped an elf, Cirdan looked at the intruder, “It took you long enough.”
“You look tormented my friend” Celeborn sat opposite to Cirdan.
“That’s a fair assessment” Cirdan fell silent.
“I have come to take you back to Golden Wood; Grey Havens is no longer a place for elves.” Celeborn looked for a reaction to his words.
“I will remain here though thank you for your generous offer” was the cool reply.
“It was not an offer nor request but an order clothed in velvet. Neither Galadriel or myself will leave you here to madness and grief.” Stated Lord Celeborn.
“Again I thank you and repeat that while the tides come in I will remain by the sea.” Cirdan tone lacked any warmth.
“You are a stubborn elf harbour master but I think you will find me your equal.” Celeborn could be just as persistent if need be.
“Go back to your wife Celeborn this is one battle you will not win.” Cirdan replied curtly.
“It will take weeks to ready the people of Grey Havens for the trek to Golden Wood, you will be among them when we leave.” Celeborn’s tone left no room for doubt.
The next morning Cirdan rose early only to find Celeborn eating a simple meal of bread and cheese at his kitchen table. He helped himself to a cup of tea and waited for the other elf to speak.
“You rescued Captain Turner and he saved Thranduil.” The words appeared to be casual and off hand.
“Lord and Lady be praised” mocked Cirdan.
“Not Thranduil’s reaction from what I’ve been told, he will be leaving Middle Earth when the Captain does” Celeborn sipped his tea.
“Will does realize the King is a little” Cirdan made a gesture with his hand.
“He must do by now don’t you think?” Celeborn took another bite of cheese.
“Why are you really here?” Questioned Cirdan.
“They are coming to Grey Havens; Galadriel has seen two futures for the Captain and his King. Both of them start here, the Captain holds this world in his hands not that he knows that yet. A decision he makes will seal Middle Earths fate, let us hope he is a good man or all may go to ruin.”
Cirdan smiled bitterly, “Your warriors know nothing of this.”
“They only know that people of the shore line are to be taken to the safety of Golden Wood. You will be among them when we finally leave I promise you.” Celeborn had finished his meal.
Cirdan didn’t argue this time and only commented, “Saying it doesn’t make it so.”
BY
JOXIE
Title : Driftwood
Author : Joxie
Pairing : Thranduil/Will, Legolas/Elrond, Aze/Arwen
Rating : NC17 Swearing AU
Authors Notes : LOTR/POTC Crossover, third story in the Sparks Universe follows ASFU and PTTL
Summary : A stranger in a strange land can he help a fading King and what of the Kings family?
Feedback : Yes please, please be tactful and patient.
Disclaimer : Complete Cobblers I Own Nothing!
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Cirdan spent hours just gazing at the sea, his mind dwelling on the carnage it had caused. The ships that had been lost before all believed the curse held true. To his knowledge at least seven ships had been destroyed by the angry sea water.
He couldn’t explain how he felt he only knew his heart was breaking. To have the sea torn from him made him incomplete. He watched as the enraged water continued crashing against the dockside, he stood very still letting the sea spray burn him.
It was so hard to believe that only a week ago he had been swimming in the very sea that now seemed to reach out to him with murder on its mind. Cirdan had never felt so alone and abandoned. His prays had went unanswered, the Lord and his Lady did not comfort him.
Still and statue like he waited, a lone candle in the darkness waiting for something he could not name. A cold wet mist came down quickly and without warning. A shiver went through Cirdan when ghost like fingers touched his cheek, one tip ran playfully over his lips.
“Do not despair all is not lost and you are not forgotten. Hold on, let love bring you to safe harbour.” The voice and fingers faded.
“Lady” cried out Cirdan but she was gone.
The wet weather eventually drove Cirdan back to his house. The fire had burnt low in the grate and he tossed a couple of logs on it. He slumped into a fireside chair as the rain lashed at the windows and the wind howled like a banshee. Troubled he gazed at the fire as it danced in the darkness.
A lamp was lit and out of the shadows stepped an elf, Cirdan looked at the intruder, “It took you long enough.”
“You look tormented my friend” Celeborn sat opposite to Cirdan.
“That’s a fair assessment” Cirdan fell silent.
“I have come to take you back to Golden Wood; Grey Havens is no longer a place for elves.” Celeborn looked for a reaction to his words.
“I will remain here though thank you for your generous offer” was the cool reply.
“It was not an offer nor request but an order clothed in velvet. Neither Galadriel or myself will leave you here to madness and grief.” Stated Lord Celeborn.
“Again I thank you and repeat that while the tides come in I will remain by the sea.” Cirdan tone lacked any warmth.
“You are a stubborn elf harbour master but I think you will find me your equal.” Celeborn could be just as persistent if need be.
“Go back to your wife Celeborn this is one battle you will not win.” Cirdan replied curtly.
“It will take weeks to ready the people of Grey Havens for the trek to Golden Wood, you will be among them when we leave.” Celeborn’s tone left no room for doubt.
The next morning Cirdan rose early only to find Celeborn eating a simple meal of bread and cheese at his kitchen table. He helped himself to a cup of tea and waited for the other elf to speak.
“You rescued Captain Turner and he saved Thranduil.” The words appeared to be casual and off hand.
“Lord and Lady be praised” mocked Cirdan.
“Not Thranduil’s reaction from what I’ve been told, he will be leaving Middle Earth when the Captain does” Celeborn sipped his tea.
“Will does realize the King is a little” Cirdan made a gesture with his hand.
“He must do by now don’t you think?” Celeborn took another bite of cheese.
“Why are you really here?” Questioned Cirdan.
“They are coming to Grey Havens; Galadriel has seen two futures for the Captain and his King. Both of them start here, the Captain holds this world in his hands not that he knows that yet. A decision he makes will seal Middle Earths fate, let us hope he is a good man or all may go to ruin.”
Cirdan smiled bitterly, “Your warriors know nothing of this.”
“They only know that people of the shore line are to be taken to the safety of Golden Wood. You will be among them when we finally leave I promise you.” Celeborn had finished his meal.
Cirdan didn’t argue this time and only commented, “Saying it doesn’t make it so.”