DRIFTWOOD
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-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
53
Views:
4,512
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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DRIFTWOOD
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!
PROLOGUE
He felt life seep from him yet his only concern was for his bond mate. The elf had lost all sense of time; the darkness had taken everything from him. He shivered in the small pitch black pit he was trapped in; he knew his life was now measured in minutes.
With the last of his strength and sanity he sent a pray to the Lord and Lady.
“I ask nothing for myself, I only beg of you to not let my mate’s light fade from this world. You already have his parents and first grand child, soon you will have me. Please be merciful sweet and wise Lord and Lady.”
He slumped and pulled in one last breath and died. Moments later the iron lid was removed from the hole. The light revealed a naked, dirty dead male elf.
CHAPTER ONE
Cirdan found him lying face down on the beach the fingers of one hand deep in the sand. Carefully he rolled him on to his back the man’s face was familiar, though he couldn’t place him at that moment. His clothes were stiff with sea salt, he had long brown hair and his body appeared to be finely muscled.
Cirdan carried the man to his house and tended to his hurts then put him to bed. It was not until the evening that the stranger awoke. The harbour master was sitting at his bedside.
“Here drink this” Cirdan offered while holding a glass to his lips.
He swallowed then coughed violently, “What in living hell was that?” He spluttered.
“Miruvor, what is hell?” Cirdan asked.
“A fiery pit” the wide eyed man answered him.
“My name is Cirdan; I am master of Grey Havens” Cirdan saw the lack of reaction.
“Will, William Turner at your service” and he offered his hand.
Not sure what to do Cirdan grasped it and squeezed gently before letting it go. “You must be hungry, I will get you some food” with that he rose and left the room.
Down stairs he checked the venison stew cooking over the fire, it was beautifully tender. While stirring it he thought on his guest. His gut told him there was more to Will Turner than met the eye.
Cirdan returned to the room carrying a bowl and spoon. Will found the stew mouth watering but could still only manage a few spoonfuls.
“You were ship wrecked?” Cirdan asked.
“There was a storm” Will looked disturbed.
“Who are your people, maybe I can get a message to them” the harbour master offered.
“I have no people, not any more” Will’s sadness was visible.
“You must have come from somewhere originally.” Probed Cirdan.
“England” Will’s head drooped.
Cirdan rescued the bowl and spoon, his unexpected guest was sleeping once again.
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!
PROLOGUE
He felt life seep from him yet his only concern was for his bond mate. The elf had lost all sense of time; the darkness had taken everything from him. He shivered in the small pitch black pit he was trapped in; he knew his life was now measured in minutes.
With the last of his strength and sanity he sent a pray to the Lord and Lady.
“I ask nothing for myself, I only beg of you to not let my mate’s light fade from this world. You already have his parents and first grand child, soon you will have me. Please be merciful sweet and wise Lord and Lady.”
He slumped and pulled in one last breath and died. Moments later the iron lid was removed from the hole. The light revealed a naked, dirty dead male elf.
CHAPTER ONE
Cirdan found him lying face down on the beach the fingers of one hand deep in the sand. Carefully he rolled him on to his back the man’s face was familiar, though he couldn’t place him at that moment. His clothes were stiff with sea salt, he had long brown hair and his body appeared to be finely muscled.
Cirdan carried the man to his house and tended to his hurts then put him to bed. It was not until the evening that the stranger awoke. The harbour master was sitting at his bedside.
“Here drink this” Cirdan offered while holding a glass to his lips.
He swallowed then coughed violently, “What in living hell was that?” He spluttered.
“Miruvor, what is hell?” Cirdan asked.
“A fiery pit” the wide eyed man answered him.
“My name is Cirdan; I am master of Grey Havens” Cirdan saw the lack of reaction.
“Will, William Turner at your service” and he offered his hand.
Not sure what to do Cirdan grasped it and squeezed gently before letting it go. “You must be hungry, I will get you some food” with that he rose and left the room.
Down stairs he checked the venison stew cooking over the fire, it was beautifully tender. While stirring it he thought on his guest. His gut told him there was more to Will Turner than met the eye.
Cirdan returned to the room carrying a bowl and spoon. Will found the stew mouth watering but could still only manage a few spoonfuls.
“You were ship wrecked?” Cirdan asked.
“There was a storm” Will looked disturbed.
“Who are your people, maybe I can get a message to them” the harbour master offered.
“I have no people, not any more” Will’s sadness was visible.
“You must have come from somewhere originally.” Probed Cirdan.
“England” Will’s head drooped.
Cirdan rescued the bowl and spoon, his unexpected guest was sleeping once again.