Thranduil's Last Breath
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Category:
-Multi-Age › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
10
Views:
1,780
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 3
Title: Thranduil’s Last Breath 3
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.co.il
Beta:Manon
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Angst, violence, character death, mention of blood.
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Tolkien. I just borrowed them.
Spoiler: Total AU.
Summary: Legolas is called home to Mirkwood when he receives word that his father is dying. Aragorn follows.
3. Legolas’s Nightmare
Gondor, later that day…
Aragorn hoped that Legolas had not travelled too far and, most of all, that the prince had not ridden into some sort of trouble.
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Near Morthond River…
Legolas began to dream…
He was in Mirkwood. His sight was blurry and he blinked a few times until his sight cleared.
He felt as if he could not breathe, that there was no air. Everything lay in shadow, and the sky was gray, as if there was a storm coming.
He walked towards the palace. His heart faltered when he noticed that there were no guards. He feared for his father.
There was blood on the grass where he walked. ‘Please Valar… no…’ he whispered, hoping that nothing bad had happened to his father. The trail of blood led him into the palace.
He became frightened. He grabbed his bow and reached for an arrow, but there were no arrows in his quiver.
“My arrows… where are my arrows?” he said in panic.
He threw his bow onto the ground and pulled out his two knives. Still feeling frightened, he walked further inside the palace.
He walked slowly and carefully to his father’s room, ready for any attack. He opened the door…
His father lay on his bed. He appeared to be in very bad shape, and there was a lot of blood. It looked as if the king had been badly wounded.
Legolas moved towards the bed, his eyes full of fear and worry.
He frowned at the sight of his father, whose face was paler than the moon. He hoped desperately that his father had not yet crossed over into the Halls of Mandos. But there was no movement from the king.
“NO!” he shouted. He could hear the echo of his voice in the room.
He collapsed on the floor next to the bed, his hands moving over his father’s pale face. “Father?” he called softly.
But there was no sound, nothing.
“NO!” Legolas cried and whispered, “I came too late…I shall join you and nana…”
“NO!” Legolas shouted as he woke up from his nightmare.
‘I must go; I have to be with him…’ Legolas thought.
Legolas pushed his horse hard and he soon reached the borders of Mirkwood. He was determined to see his father alive, and he wanted to find out what it was that brought his father so close to death...
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In the meantime… in Gondor…
“Arwen, my light, send Gimli a note, asking him to meet me near Imladris,” Aragorn said softly to his wife.
“It is done, Estel. I know that Legolas will need Gimli’s help; there is much wisdom in our friend the dwarf.”
Aragorn nodded. “Legolas will need us; we will not let him fade!” Aragorn exclaimed, and smiled at his wife.
Arwen smiled back and gave her husband a good-bye kiss.
Aragorn took Brego and rode quickly, soon finding himself over the border in Rohan. Once again he hoped that Legolas had not ridden too far, as he was afraid of the orcs that threatened his realm lately.
End of Chapter 3.
R/R
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I really hope that nothing wrong had happen to Legolas, though - Orcs + Legolas mean trouble, what say you?
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.co.il
Beta:Manon
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Angst, violence, character death, mention of blood.
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Tolkien. I just borrowed them.
Spoiler: Total AU.
Summary: Legolas is called home to Mirkwood when he receives word that his father is dying. Aragorn follows.
3. Legolas’s Nightmare
Gondor, later that day…
Aragorn hoped that Legolas had not travelled too far and, most of all, that the prince had not ridden into some sort of trouble.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Near Morthond River…
Legolas began to dream…
He was in Mirkwood. His sight was blurry and he blinked a few times until his sight cleared.
He felt as if he could not breathe, that there was no air. Everything lay in shadow, and the sky was gray, as if there was a storm coming.
He walked towards the palace. His heart faltered when he noticed that there were no guards. He feared for his father.
There was blood on the grass where he walked. ‘Please Valar… no…’ he whispered, hoping that nothing bad had happened to his father. The trail of blood led him into the palace.
He became frightened. He grabbed his bow and reached for an arrow, but there were no arrows in his quiver.
“My arrows… where are my arrows?” he said in panic.
He threw his bow onto the ground and pulled out his two knives. Still feeling frightened, he walked further inside the palace.
He walked slowly and carefully to his father’s room, ready for any attack. He opened the door…
His father lay on his bed. He appeared to be in very bad shape, and there was a lot of blood. It looked as if the king had been badly wounded.
Legolas moved towards the bed, his eyes full of fear and worry.
He frowned at the sight of his father, whose face was paler than the moon. He hoped desperately that his father had not yet crossed over into the Halls of Mandos. But there was no movement from the king.
“NO!” he shouted. He could hear the echo of his voice in the room.
He collapsed on the floor next to the bed, his hands moving over his father’s pale face. “Father?” he called softly.
But there was no sound, nothing.
“NO!” Legolas cried and whispered, “I came too late…I shall join you and nana…”
“NO!” Legolas shouted as he woke up from his nightmare.
‘I must go; I have to be with him…’ Legolas thought.
Legolas pushed his horse hard and he soon reached the borders of Mirkwood. He was determined to see his father alive, and he wanted to find out what it was that brought his father so close to death...
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In the meantime… in Gondor…
“Arwen, my light, send Gimli a note, asking him to meet me near Imladris,” Aragorn said softly to his wife.
“It is done, Estel. I know that Legolas will need Gimli’s help; there is much wisdom in our friend the dwarf.”
Aragorn nodded. “Legolas will need us; we will not let him fade!” Aragorn exclaimed, and smiled at his wife.
Arwen smiled back and gave her husband a good-bye kiss.
Aragorn took Brego and rode quickly, soon finding himself over the border in Rohan. Once again he hoped that Legolas had not ridden too far, as he was afraid of the orcs that threatened his realm lately.
End of Chapter 3.
R/R
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I really hope that nothing wrong had happen to Legolas, though - Orcs + Legolas mean trouble, what say you?