Sigilion's Story
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-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
1,324
Reviews:
1
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Chapter 6
Title: Sigilion's Story chapter 6
Type: FPS
Author: Lady Mírfain (ladymirfain@earthlink.net)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: OMC/OMC
Warnings: angst
Disclaimer: The characters you recognize belong to Tolkien. I am just borrowing them to play with. I promise to return them with smiles on their faces.
Beta: Tuxedo Elf
Notes: This is the story of one of my OMC's. It comes mainly from role play situations. I own Sigilion and Faerfaen. Tuxedo Elf owns Carthôlion and Andernilion. Punisher8209 owns punisher. Mistress Mauburz is the property of the Magic Rat and Master Erestor. Tefys is the property of Luthien. Uli belongs to Ford of Bruinen. Other characters will be listed as they appear.
Summary: Sigilion tells his story.
Chapter 6
I sit here writing this instead of joining the others in my patrol around the fire. I cannot join them this eve; my heart is too heavy to join in their merriment. Today, we met a band of Orcs. A poison arrow injured Celeg, a fellow guardian, and when he fell, I ran to save him. I had no care for myself; actually, I seemed to go mad. I viciously slaughtered the orcs, miraculously remaining unscathed, for I had no thoughts for my own safety. All I could see was my tiny daughter crying for her ada and nana when the nightmares came upon her.
I have been distracted much as of late. The reality of my beloved's operation and the fear that grips my heart has left me preoccupied. My captain understands, but since I jeopardized the safety of not only myself, but also my fellow guards today, I know he will go to Lord Glorfindel and I fear for my position. I cannot blame him. I have seen elves slaughtered due to one member of the patrol being distracted and could not live with myself if I caused the same. I will accept Lord Glorfindel's ruling, for I know that he is fair and will treat me justly.
I just want to return to my beloved and my daughter and hold them in my arms. I want to know that they are well. I need to have them close to feel at peace. My fear grows with each passing day and I dread the day of the operation and the shadow that hangs over it. I must go now. I am called to stand watch. I will add more when next we stop for the night however.
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My captain ordered me to remain at his side today. I know that he fears to put me in my usual position of scout. I ache to do my duty, yet I understand why I may not do so. We encountered orcs once again, yet I was held back, only allowed to shoot arrows, not approach close enough to use the blades upon my back, with which I am most proficient. I have only been bested by one in the use of the twin blades in hand-to-hand combat and that is the Prince of Mirkwood. He is a great warrior, whose skill with both knives and bow are unequaled by none save Lord Glorfindel himself, so I feel no shame from my loss.
None were injured this day and so I feel relief, yet I am saddened by the looks of pity given me by my fellow guards. All know why I have been removed from my position of scout and though they say nothing to me, I have heard the whispers saying that I am unmanned by my love. This has angered me, yet I dare do nothing about it. I wish Carthôlion was at my side so I could tell him my fears.
The cry has just been given that the borders have been reached. I will soon be in his arms once again. I would urge my horse into a gallop if I da I I must remain with my companions, however and fight down the feelings of urgency to stay with my patrol. Soon, very soon, I will see my beloved and my heart rejoices. I can feel his nearness. I know that souls unbound should not be able to feel this, yet I can.
Type: FPS
Author: Lady Mírfain (ladymirfain@earthlink.net)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: OMC/OMC
Warnings: angst
Disclaimer: The characters you recognize belong to Tolkien. I am just borrowing them to play with. I promise to return them with smiles on their faces.
Beta: Tuxedo Elf
Notes: This is the story of one of my OMC's. It comes mainly from role play situations. I own Sigilion and Faerfaen. Tuxedo Elf owns Carthôlion and Andernilion. Punisher8209 owns punisher. Mistress Mauburz is the property of the Magic Rat and Master Erestor. Tefys is the property of Luthien. Uli belongs to Ford of Bruinen. Other characters will be listed as they appear.
Summary: Sigilion tells his story.
Chapter 6
I sit here writing this instead of joining the others in my patrol around the fire. I cannot join them this eve; my heart is too heavy to join in their merriment. Today, we met a band of Orcs. A poison arrow injured Celeg, a fellow guardian, and when he fell, I ran to save him. I had no care for myself; actually, I seemed to go mad. I viciously slaughtered the orcs, miraculously remaining unscathed, for I had no thoughts for my own safety. All I could see was my tiny daughter crying for her ada and nana when the nightmares came upon her.
I have been distracted much as of late. The reality of my beloved's operation and the fear that grips my heart has left me preoccupied. My captain understands, but since I jeopardized the safety of not only myself, but also my fellow guards today, I know he will go to Lord Glorfindel and I fear for my position. I cannot blame him. I have seen elves slaughtered due to one member of the patrol being distracted and could not live with myself if I caused the same. I will accept Lord Glorfindel's ruling, for I know that he is fair and will treat me justly.
I just want to return to my beloved and my daughter and hold them in my arms. I want to know that they are well. I need to have them close to feel at peace. My fear grows with each passing day and I dread the day of the operation and the shadow that hangs over it. I must go now. I am called to stand watch. I will add more when next we stop for the night however.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My captain ordered me to remain at his side today. I know that he fears to put me in my usual position of scout. I ache to do my duty, yet I understand why I may not do so. We encountered orcs once again, yet I was held back, only allowed to shoot arrows, not approach close enough to use the blades upon my back, with which I am most proficient. I have only been bested by one in the use of the twin blades in hand-to-hand combat and that is the Prince of Mirkwood. He is a great warrior, whose skill with both knives and bow are unequaled by none save Lord Glorfindel himself, so I feel no shame from my loss.
None were injured this day and so I feel relief, yet I am saddened by the looks of pity given me by my fellow guards. All know why I have been removed from my position of scout and though they say nothing to me, I have heard the whispers saying that I am unmanned by my love. This has angered me, yet I dare do nothing about it. I wish Carthôlion was at my side so I could tell him my fears.
The cry has just been given that the borders have been reached. I will soon be in his arms once again. I would urge my horse into a gallop if I da I I must remain with my companions, however and fight down the feelings of urgency to stay with my patrol. Soon, very soon, I will see my beloved and my heart rejoices. I can feel his nearness. I know that souls unbound should not be able to feel this, yet I can.