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Adult +
Chapters:
13
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32
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chapter 5
Please forigve my lack of updates, but I've been ensnared by a mask wearing, deformed musical genius, magician, architect, murderous madman. He's stolen my heart for a time, and remains there at the moment but Craig in his lovelyness at the Fellowship Festival has renewed my love of our dear Elf. I will attempt to continue this fanfic as much as my masked madman allows.
Also forgive the short chapter. Rest assured I'm still writing, working on the next chapter but I thought that this was a good ending to a chapter basically just about Galadriel.
I'm moving next weekend! Squee! I just wanted to squee over it. My family has bought a house! I've only EVER lived in apartments, and quite honestly grew tired of it. I'll be glad to be living in something that belongs to us! I'll also be glad to be able to get dogs again! I miss dogs soo much. Anyway, thanks for listening to my ranting, that's all. Enjoy, or don't. Fine by me:-D
Chapter 5
After Lorelie and Haldir had spoken, she had stood, staring sadly for a moment, then fled the woods. Haldir had just stared after her, his heart heavy with what he was certain to be the loss of his dear friend.
Haldir had gone back to duty at the borders, though no longer was he distracted. His eyes strayed often to where he knew her home lay off in the distance, and he felt the now familiar hollowness in his stomach, and heart.
He wondered if he had been wrong, and if he should have considered his feelings toward the girl further before saying what he had said to her. He knew he loved her, and his current state proved that, but in what way? And more importantly, was he willing to give up his immortality for her.
Ten long days after they had last seen one another, Haldir was summoned to the city by the Lady. Her voice in his head was grave, and he understood his presence was urgent.
Leaving his brothers in command of the wardens in his absence, he hurried back to the city deep within the woods. Several hours later, upon his arrival at the gate he was met by one of Galadriel’s handmaidens who brought him to the Lady’s garden.
The handmaiden Haldir knew as Alindre left him to Galadriel who sat on a bench amid a bed of white flowers. He bowed to the lady, who then beckoned him to sit beside her.
Once seated, the two sat in what seemed to Haldir to be an odd silence as he had thought his return to be urgently required.
”Haldir, my beloved Marchwarden.” She whispered, turning to him slightly. He was confused by the sadness that lay in her eyes.
She reached a delicate, pale white hand out to rest on his cheek. He felt a pang of homesickness, and loneliness for his family at her action. He missed his mother greatly.
”My lady.” He acknowledged her statement.
”As I am sure you have sensed my brave captain, the world is changing. Our time here is ending. I feel the power I hold over our beloved land wane even now. I no longer hold the power to protect it from the evil that has long stood outside our borders. The dark power grows in the East.
”We must stand against it, or fall. Man cannot fight this battle alone Haldir. We must join with them, we must rekindle old alliances. I have communicated with Lord Elrond, and he has agreed to send Rivendell Elves to the defense of Man. I have summoned you to ask that you my dear Haldir will lead them to Helms Deep. If you would stand as emissary to all Elves.”
A despairing cold feeling entered into Haldir’s very soul at her request. An odd foreboding that he could not understand. Elves had long faced evil, as had he for many of his years but this was a feeling that he had never before felt.
“When do we depart my lady?” He asked, with a swift bow of respect.
“The party from Rivendell arrive in a fortnight Haldir. You have much to do in that time. Armor must be created for all who go to defend Middle Earth. I have already commissioned a special suit for you my captain of the Galadhrim. Now go, prepare.”
Haldir bent his head, and placed a fist over his heart then standing, he turned on his heel and made his way to the entrance to the garden. He was interrupted by a different sort of voice, while it was undoubtedly his ladies voice, it was spoken inside his head.
‘Don’t forget Haldir, life is precious, and fleeting. Even for immortals at times. Mend things with your brother, for he will join you on your journey. I think there is another you may wish to speak with before you leave as well but I will go no further into your affairs. Be safe my dear.’
With another nod to his lady he fled her garden in search of his brothers, and to relay the news to the rest of the Galadhrim. With a sigh, he though on the parting words of his lady, and made a mental note to search for Lorelie when he had a moment to spare.
Also forgive the short chapter. Rest assured I'm still writing, working on the next chapter but I thought that this was a good ending to a chapter basically just about Galadriel.
I'm moving next weekend! Squee! I just wanted to squee over it. My family has bought a house! I've only EVER lived in apartments, and quite honestly grew tired of it. I'll be glad to be living in something that belongs to us! I'll also be glad to be able to get dogs again! I miss dogs soo much. Anyway, thanks for listening to my ranting, that's all. Enjoy, or don't. Fine by me:-D
Chapter 5
After Lorelie and Haldir had spoken, she had stood, staring sadly for a moment, then fled the woods. Haldir had just stared after her, his heart heavy with what he was certain to be the loss of his dear friend.
Haldir had gone back to duty at the borders, though no longer was he distracted. His eyes strayed often to where he knew her home lay off in the distance, and he felt the now familiar hollowness in his stomach, and heart.
He wondered if he had been wrong, and if he should have considered his feelings toward the girl further before saying what he had said to her. He knew he loved her, and his current state proved that, but in what way? And more importantly, was he willing to give up his immortality for her.
Ten long days after they had last seen one another, Haldir was summoned to the city by the Lady. Her voice in his head was grave, and he understood his presence was urgent.
Leaving his brothers in command of the wardens in his absence, he hurried back to the city deep within the woods. Several hours later, upon his arrival at the gate he was met by one of Galadriel’s handmaidens who brought him to the Lady’s garden.
The handmaiden Haldir knew as Alindre left him to Galadriel who sat on a bench amid a bed of white flowers. He bowed to the lady, who then beckoned him to sit beside her.
Once seated, the two sat in what seemed to Haldir to be an odd silence as he had thought his return to be urgently required.
”Haldir, my beloved Marchwarden.” She whispered, turning to him slightly. He was confused by the sadness that lay in her eyes.
She reached a delicate, pale white hand out to rest on his cheek. He felt a pang of homesickness, and loneliness for his family at her action. He missed his mother greatly.
”My lady.” He acknowledged her statement.
”As I am sure you have sensed my brave captain, the world is changing. Our time here is ending. I feel the power I hold over our beloved land wane even now. I no longer hold the power to protect it from the evil that has long stood outside our borders. The dark power grows in the East.
”We must stand against it, or fall. Man cannot fight this battle alone Haldir. We must join with them, we must rekindle old alliances. I have communicated with Lord Elrond, and he has agreed to send Rivendell Elves to the defense of Man. I have summoned you to ask that you my dear Haldir will lead them to Helms Deep. If you would stand as emissary to all Elves.”
A despairing cold feeling entered into Haldir’s very soul at her request. An odd foreboding that he could not understand. Elves had long faced evil, as had he for many of his years but this was a feeling that he had never before felt.
“When do we depart my lady?” He asked, with a swift bow of respect.
“The party from Rivendell arrive in a fortnight Haldir. You have much to do in that time. Armor must be created for all who go to defend Middle Earth. I have already commissioned a special suit for you my captain of the Galadhrim. Now go, prepare.”
Haldir bent his head, and placed a fist over his heart then standing, he turned on his heel and made his way to the entrance to the garden. He was interrupted by a different sort of voice, while it was undoubtedly his ladies voice, it was spoken inside his head.
‘Don’t forget Haldir, life is precious, and fleeting. Even for immortals at times. Mend things with your brother, for he will join you on your journey. I think there is another you may wish to speak with before you leave as well but I will go no further into your affairs. Be safe my dear.’
With another nod to his lady he fled her garden in search of his brothers, and to relay the news to the rest of the Galadhrim. With a sigh, he though on the parting words of his lady, and made a mental note to search for Lorelie when he had a moment to spare.