DRIFTWOOD
folder
-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
53
Views:
4,571
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
53
Views:
4,571
Reviews:
3
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 FIVE
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!
Enyamorntuilr - Thanks for the comments I love Thranduil as well. I’ll do my best to write longer chapters but chapters seem to finish when they finish….
Balrog - Thanks for the review, glad your enjoying the story so far.
CHAPTER FIVE
“You didn’t have to come with me” Legolas snapped at Elrond.
He took this comment quietly Legolas was grieving, the shocking news of Aranel’s kidnapping and then later the discovery of his dead body. Had his bondmate almost insane with grief.
Now with the added news that Thranduil was fading, Elrond was watching his mate closely. Fear burning in his blood that he might lose Legolas to grief.
“Sorry” Legolas said ashamed of his out burst.
They were leading there horses through a dense part of Mirkwood heading for the King’s favourite hunting lodge.
“Will we reach the lodge before nightfall?” Elrond asked.
“No, two days maybe three” Legolas replied without looking at him.
“Mirkwood is indeed a large forest” murmured Elrond.
“Twice the size of Golden Wood and older as well” confirmed Legolas.
“On my first visit we did not come into this part of it” stated Elrond.
“This is near its heart and therefore is sacred in the dealings with our dead.” Explained Legolas.
“We are not going straight to the lodge are we?” Realized Elrond.
“I must pay my respects” there was bleakness to the blonde’s voice.
“Yes you must” Elrond agreed quietly.
Hours later Legolas paused and removed his boots, Elrond followed his example. They left there horses and continued bare footed.
Sometime later they stepped into a clearing with moist earth under foot and no grass. Over on one side was a large ornately carved block of white marble. Directly opposite was Aranel’s pyre or what was left of it.
“Ada would have been left on the plinth for no longer than three days. His hair dressed with wild flowers, his body clothed in white linen. Family and loved ones would have come to leave offerings and pray in the hope that the Lord and Lady would give him peace. On the third evening the same family and friends would have built a pyre and laid him on it with love. As youngest child Aze would have set the torch to it. All would have watched as Aranel was returned to where he first came from, Lord and Lady be praised.” Tears ran down the blondes face.
“We place our few dead into the ground” Elrond said as he watched Legolas carefully remove a young supple branch from a tree then tenderly heal it.
Legolas then walked over to the marble block and gently placed the branch on it. He took a knife from his tunic and nicked his thumb letting the blood splash on it. Sank to his knees and with eyes closed he prayed hoping the Lord and Lady were listening.
Elrond stood respectfully at the clearings edge and added his own prays to those of his bondmate.
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!
Enyamorntuilr - Thanks for the comments I love Thranduil as well. I’ll do my best to write longer chapters but chapters seem to finish when they finish….
Balrog - Thanks for the review, glad your enjoying the story so far.
CHAPTER FIVE
“You didn’t have to come with me” Legolas snapped at Elrond.
He took this comment quietly Legolas was grieving, the shocking news of Aranel’s kidnapping and then later the discovery of his dead body. Had his bondmate almost insane with grief.
Now with the added news that Thranduil was fading, Elrond was watching his mate closely. Fear burning in his blood that he might lose Legolas to grief.
“Sorry” Legolas said ashamed of his out burst.
They were leading there horses through a dense part of Mirkwood heading for the King’s favourite hunting lodge.
“Will we reach the lodge before nightfall?” Elrond asked.
“No, two days maybe three” Legolas replied without looking at him.
“Mirkwood is indeed a large forest” murmured Elrond.
“Twice the size of Golden Wood and older as well” confirmed Legolas.
“On my first visit we did not come into this part of it” stated Elrond.
“This is near its heart and therefore is sacred in the dealings with our dead.” Explained Legolas.
“We are not going straight to the lodge are we?” Realized Elrond.
“I must pay my respects” there was bleakness to the blonde’s voice.
“Yes you must” Elrond agreed quietly.
Hours later Legolas paused and removed his boots, Elrond followed his example. They left there horses and continued bare footed.
Sometime later they stepped into a clearing with moist earth under foot and no grass. Over on one side was a large ornately carved block of white marble. Directly opposite was Aranel’s pyre or what was left of it.
“Ada would have been left on the plinth for no longer than three days. His hair dressed with wild flowers, his body clothed in white linen. Family and loved ones would have come to leave offerings and pray in the hope that the Lord and Lady would give him peace. On the third evening the same family and friends would have built a pyre and laid him on it with love. As youngest child Aze would have set the torch to it. All would have watched as Aranel was returned to where he first came from, Lord and Lady be praised.” Tears ran down the blondes face.
“We place our few dead into the ground” Elrond said as he watched Legolas carefully remove a young supple branch from a tree then tenderly heal it.
Legolas then walked over to the marble block and gently placed the branch on it. He took a knife from his tunic and nicked his thumb letting the blood splash on it. Sank to his knees and with eyes closed he prayed hoping the Lord and Lady were listening.
Elrond stood respectfully at the clearings edge and added his own prays to those of his bondmate.