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Adult +
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chapter 7
Okay, three chapters in one night. I think that's enough to make up for not updating in uhm..two months. :-P Enjoy, don't own anyone but Lorelei!
Chapter 7
The silence in Caras Galadhon seemed to still the world around the city. Even the creatures of the woods worried for the brave Elves that left their great lands in defense of Arda. I stopped counting the time Haldir was away from me as it felt as though my heart broke with each passing day.
One dark, cold day I lay in his talan, my thoughts dark and my spirit broken when the sound of horns resounded throughout the city. Immediately my stomach fell and my heart quickened. I had a sick feeling and I did not know why.
Rushing from the talan and down the stairs, I found myself at the gate anticipating the troops return along with many other Elves awaiting their loved ones. What my eyes beheld as the gates were parted and the Elves on the other side revealed will haunt me until the day I pass from this world.
On a litter made of many brown tree branches lay a body covered in a deep crimson cloak. My heart sank and I fell to my knees, sobs wracking my body. I had known, somehow I had felt it.
The sound of Elves around me gasping and wailing faded into the background and I had eyes only for the litter that was laid before me. I recall a hand on my shoulder and when I looked up through tear filled eyes, I was met with ancient, wise, and mournful eyes. The Lady had come to see the return of her Elves.
I slowly pulled the cloak away from that of my beloved and I recall thinking even in death he could take my breath away. His crystal clear blue eyes open yet unseeing.
I pulled him to me, embracing his still form, willing him to return to me. Never before had I wished for death, never before had I wished so that I were Elf kind and given the gift of death when a loved one passed from this world. I wanted nothing more than to fade and find him. Fight my way to the halls of Mandos and be with him for all eternity.
That was not to be, Galadriel pulled my arms from him, laying him gently upon the litter once more and pulled me into a hug.
”Tell the Valar to return him.” I begged.
“I cannot live without him.” I cried, burying my face in her hair.
I tore at her skirts, pulled at her arms begging her, willing her to bring him back through some magic I knew in my heart she must possess. I only wanted him back. I could not breath, I could not think, I could not live with the pain of his loss tearing at my heart leaving me a wreck that none could console.
“This does not have to be child of man. Go to him.” Galadriel whispered, leaning close to my ear. Though I could not see her, I knew her lips did not move, for she spoke to me in another way. She was within my mind, she knew my thoughts.
Lorelie bolted upright in her bed, falling to the floor with the force of her motion. Her heart beat wildly within her chest, a voice still ringing throughout her head.
‘Go to him. Go to him. Go to him. This does not have to be.’
She shook her head violently, tearing, and pulling at her hair. Willing the voice to cease, crying out for it to go away, for the nightmare to go away. She screamed at it that she could not go to him. That he would not have her, had proved as much at their last meeting.
Tears flowing freely from her eyes, she grabbed a cloak, and tore from the tiny cabin running silently into the darkness of the wild. She had to get away, the cabin had been stifling, her heart beat so within her chest she felt it would surely explode from her body at any moment.
Haldir, Haldir. His name resounded in her head, the voice within shouting at her to go to him. That time was running short. ‘NO!’ She screamed back at it. ‘Immortal!’ Time did not grow short for immortals. Her dream had been just that, a dream and nothing more! Why would it not leave her?
Had her separation, and troubles with Haldir caused the troubling dreams? If that was so, then should she not go and mend things with him? Yes, she nodded to herself silent in the darkness of the field. She would, come morning she would go to him, and things would be good again.
The two would roam the woods happily again, and he would not go off to fight somewhere in Middle Earth. He would not leave her behind, and he would certainly not die. She would never allow that to occur she promised herself, and silently promised Haldir, and the voice within her head.
‘Does not have to be.’ The voice resounded in her head once again, and that was the last time it bothered her again for some time.
Chapter 7
The silence in Caras Galadhon seemed to still the world around the city. Even the creatures of the woods worried for the brave Elves that left their great lands in defense of Arda. I stopped counting the time Haldir was away from me as it felt as though my heart broke with each passing day.
One dark, cold day I lay in his talan, my thoughts dark and my spirit broken when the sound of horns resounded throughout the city. Immediately my stomach fell and my heart quickened. I had a sick feeling and I did not know why.
Rushing from the talan and down the stairs, I found myself at the gate anticipating the troops return along with many other Elves awaiting their loved ones. What my eyes beheld as the gates were parted and the Elves on the other side revealed will haunt me until the day I pass from this world.
On a litter made of many brown tree branches lay a body covered in a deep crimson cloak. My heart sank and I fell to my knees, sobs wracking my body. I had known, somehow I had felt it.
The sound of Elves around me gasping and wailing faded into the background and I had eyes only for the litter that was laid before me. I recall a hand on my shoulder and when I looked up through tear filled eyes, I was met with ancient, wise, and mournful eyes. The Lady had come to see the return of her Elves.
I slowly pulled the cloak away from that of my beloved and I recall thinking even in death he could take my breath away. His crystal clear blue eyes open yet unseeing.
I pulled him to me, embracing his still form, willing him to return to me. Never before had I wished for death, never before had I wished so that I were Elf kind and given the gift of death when a loved one passed from this world. I wanted nothing more than to fade and find him. Fight my way to the halls of Mandos and be with him for all eternity.
That was not to be, Galadriel pulled my arms from him, laying him gently upon the litter once more and pulled me into a hug.
”Tell the Valar to return him.” I begged.
“I cannot live without him.” I cried, burying my face in her hair.
I tore at her skirts, pulled at her arms begging her, willing her to bring him back through some magic I knew in my heart she must possess. I only wanted him back. I could not breath, I could not think, I could not live with the pain of his loss tearing at my heart leaving me a wreck that none could console.
“This does not have to be child of man. Go to him.” Galadriel whispered, leaning close to my ear. Though I could not see her, I knew her lips did not move, for she spoke to me in another way. She was within my mind, she knew my thoughts.
Lorelie bolted upright in her bed, falling to the floor with the force of her motion. Her heart beat wildly within her chest, a voice still ringing throughout her head.
‘Go to him. Go to him. Go to him. This does not have to be.’
She shook her head violently, tearing, and pulling at her hair. Willing the voice to cease, crying out for it to go away, for the nightmare to go away. She screamed at it that she could not go to him. That he would not have her, had proved as much at their last meeting.
Tears flowing freely from her eyes, she grabbed a cloak, and tore from the tiny cabin running silently into the darkness of the wild. She had to get away, the cabin had been stifling, her heart beat so within her chest she felt it would surely explode from her body at any moment.
Haldir, Haldir. His name resounded in her head, the voice within shouting at her to go to him. That time was running short. ‘NO!’ She screamed back at it. ‘Immortal!’ Time did not grow short for immortals. Her dream had been just that, a dream and nothing more! Why would it not leave her?
Had her separation, and troubles with Haldir caused the troubling dreams? If that was so, then should she not go and mend things with him? Yes, she nodded to herself silent in the darkness of the field. She would, come morning she would go to him, and things would be good again.
The two would roam the woods happily again, and he would not go off to fight somewhere in Middle Earth. He would not leave her behind, and he would certainly not die. She would never allow that to occur she promised herself, and silently promised Haldir, and the voice within her head.
‘Does not have to be.’ The voice resounded in her head once again, and that was the last time it bothered her again for some time.