DRIFTWOOD
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Adult +
Chapters:
53
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4,588
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3
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CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
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 TWENTY TWO
Cirdan walked silently through the darkness; pack clutched tightly in his hand. A lone lantern lit the boarding area making it stand out starkly.
When bathed in the unforgiving light Cirdan looked out into the blackness, “Come out of the darkness my friends.”
Gandalf with Celeborn by his side walked into the pool of light. The three old friends stood in silence for a moment, when it came to it there seemed to be very little to be said.
“There is nothing I can say, no argument I can use” Celeborn’s frustration was painfully obvious.
“I cannot stay” Cirdan said firmly.
“Will not, it is only salt water and I believe it has driven you to madness” Celeborn was close to tears.
“If this is madness I welcome it willingly” Cirdan watched the other elf dispassionately.
“Peace, both of you” Gandalf was staring at a small boat with a blood red sail.
“Go or stay the decision is yours and your answer must be now, she waits” intoned Gandalf.
Without a word Cirdan climbed into the boat. The water was as smooth as glass and the small vessel glided across its surface. Gandalf and Celeborn watched it, one calm the other frustrated and hurt.
The boat came to a stop and waves began to buffet it. The sea threw it up into the air twisting it until it landed belly up on the water. For a few desperate moments Cirdan was nowhere to be seen. Then waterlogged he surfaced, struggled to the side of the boat and clung to it.
A green flash of light and the Dutchman returned to keep the word of a God. A boat was lowered down her side into a sea that was calm once again. Thranduil’s strong hands rescued Cirdan from the water and pulled him into a close embrace.
Lips that brushed his ear said, “It’s a wet welcome we are giving you.”
From the harbour Gandalf and Celeborn witnessed Cirdan boarding the Dutchman. Then another dazzling flash of green light and the ship was gone again.
“Fifty years” muttered the visibly upset Celeborn, “how could the Lady let either of them go?”
“There is much you don’t understand and little I can tell you” Gandalf said kindly, “ wheels within wheels, each world needs there myths and mysteries.”
“The captain?” Celeborn enquired as they walked back to the house.
“Will is a moral man his life has never been his own, even before Calypso summoned him. When Cirdan found him on the beach he was tired and lost to hope.” Gandalf rubbed his nose reflectively.
“Am I to believe that the gods of two worlds got together to save there favourites and Calypso got Cirdan as a bonus prize?” Celeborn dryly commented.
“Believe what you wish” Gandalf returned as they entered the house with its welcoming warmth.
Celeborn closed the door behind them, “Galadriel will be disappointed.”
“Fifty years is not that long, Celeborn” Gandalf chided.
“They could crewed that ship with there children by then” mocked Celeborn.
Gandalf grinned, “I very much doubt that.”
“Can you imagine what there off spring would be like?” Celeborn said smiling a little ruefully.
“The stuff of myth and legend” admitted Gandalf as he pulled a flask out of his robe and offered it to Celeborn.
They drank to Will, Thranduil, Cirdan, the Dutchman and all who sailed on her.
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 TWENTY TWO
Cirdan walked silently through the darkness; pack clutched tightly in his hand. A lone lantern lit the boarding area making it stand out starkly.
When bathed in the unforgiving light Cirdan looked out into the blackness, “Come out of the darkness my friends.”
Gandalf with Celeborn by his side walked into the pool of light. The three old friends stood in silence for a moment, when it came to it there seemed to be very little to be said.
“There is nothing I can say, no argument I can use” Celeborn’s frustration was painfully obvious.
“I cannot stay” Cirdan said firmly.
“Will not, it is only salt water and I believe it has driven you to madness” Celeborn was close to tears.
“If this is madness I welcome it willingly” Cirdan watched the other elf dispassionately.
“Peace, both of you” Gandalf was staring at a small boat with a blood red sail.
“Go or stay the decision is yours and your answer must be now, she waits” intoned Gandalf.
Without a word Cirdan climbed into the boat. The water was as smooth as glass and the small vessel glided across its surface. Gandalf and Celeborn watched it, one calm the other frustrated and hurt.
The boat came to a stop and waves began to buffet it. The sea threw it up into the air twisting it until it landed belly up on the water. For a few desperate moments Cirdan was nowhere to be seen. Then waterlogged he surfaced, struggled to the side of the boat and clung to it.
A green flash of light and the Dutchman returned to keep the word of a God. A boat was lowered down her side into a sea that was calm once again. Thranduil’s strong hands rescued Cirdan from the water and pulled him into a close embrace.
Lips that brushed his ear said, “It’s a wet welcome we are giving you.”
From the harbour Gandalf and Celeborn witnessed Cirdan boarding the Dutchman. Then another dazzling flash of green light and the ship was gone again.
“Fifty years” muttered the visibly upset Celeborn, “how could the Lady let either of them go?”
“There is much you don’t understand and little I can tell you” Gandalf said kindly, “ wheels within wheels, each world needs there myths and mysteries.”
“The captain?” Celeborn enquired as they walked back to the house.
“Will is a moral man his life has never been his own, even before Calypso summoned him. When Cirdan found him on the beach he was tired and lost to hope.” Gandalf rubbed his nose reflectively.
“Am I to believe that the gods of two worlds got together to save there favourites and Calypso got Cirdan as a bonus prize?” Celeborn dryly commented.
“Believe what you wish” Gandalf returned as they entered the house with its welcoming warmth.
Celeborn closed the door behind them, “Galadriel will be disappointed.”
“Fifty years is not that long, Celeborn” Gandalf chided.
“They could crewed that ship with there children by then” mocked Celeborn.
Gandalf grinned, “I very much doubt that.”
“Can you imagine what there off spring would be like?” Celeborn said smiling a little ruefully.
“The stuff of myth and legend” admitted Gandalf as he pulled a flask out of his robe and offered it to Celeborn.
They drank to Will, Thranduil, Cirdan, the Dutchman and all who sailed on her.