A legolas story
This is the first draft and beginning I have written sometime ago.
I have had it on the gaslight lj to get any comments but still no one seem to have had time to read it.
”What’s that?”
Legolas walked forward to where Gimli where standing and was aiming at something. He had been inspecting some of the other surrounding so he hadn’t seen what Gimli pointed at. At the first look it looked like a stone or a very dirty bundle. If he hadn’t had such good sight he probably would have missed that the thing was breathing.
He didn’t understand what had made Gimli to noticed it first, but soon he saw the marks that were there. It looked like it either had been dragged there or it might was so that was so injured it hadn’t been able to get there in another way. The place was on the fringed of a clump of trees and further away the wood started.
Gimli moved forward, intention of look closer on it. Somehow it didn’t look dangerous.
Legolas suddenly felt a chill went through his body, but didn’t realize what it meant. He was on his way to warn Gimli, but was to late.
At the same time as Gimli’s shaft of his axe touched the thing he was thrown away on his back. Legolas had to jump to the side to not fell also. For a split second he thought he saw two very frighten eyes under the filth.
Trying to see what it could be he calculate from the size and he more guessed it had to be a human or an elf. He couldn’t think it was an orc, even if the look wasn’t a long way from it. With more cautiousness he would see if he could learn what it was and what might have happened. He sat down on his knees and signed to Gimli to not try to move, not at least closer. This thing-person must have been exposed to something terrible evil.
How much the inhabitants tried to restore and build up Middle Earth, there still remained a lot of visible sights from the destruction the dark years had caused and there was also wickedness left. The war of the ring was over since a few years and a lot had been restored and built up again. In many parts it was a lighter world to live in and it didn’t seem that any dark source would be able to rise soon. Not in the same way it had been with Sauron.
Legolas and Gimli had started their journey together to visit each other places as they had promised each other if they would live so long. During their travel they had met a few bands of orcs, which had flied or survived from the last big battle of Pelanor field our outside the Black gate. Many were lost and tried to survive. In one way they had hard to change and it was easy to tell where they got forward. Absolutely when if two or more bands encounter each paths. There it could be seen of the many corps was lying. It was a common thing that there was death and fright in their way. Not a pleasant sight. It was also a reason to be on your guard when you travel. You never know when you where about to meet anyone. A few parts were haunted more than others.
with still spreading death around them. If there had been two or more bands the result seemed to be that they had slaughtered each other. On the way the choose they still spread evil around them.
Legolas had so much hoped that everything would have been so much better now when
If you read it please tell me what you think and if it is anything that I can continue to write on.
/Saga
I have had it on the gaslight lj to get any comments but still no one seem to have had time to read it.
”What’s that?”
Legolas walked forward to where Gimli where standing and was aiming at something. He had been inspecting some of the other surrounding so he hadn’t seen what Gimli pointed at. At the first look it looked like a stone or a very dirty bundle. If he hadn’t had such good sight he probably would have missed that the thing was breathing.
He didn’t understand what had made Gimli to noticed it first, but soon he saw the marks that were there. It looked like it either had been dragged there or it might was so that was so injured it hadn’t been able to get there in another way. The place was on the fringed of a clump of trees and further away the wood started.
Gimli moved forward, intention of look closer on it. Somehow it didn’t look dangerous.
Legolas suddenly felt a chill went through his body, but didn’t realize what it meant. He was on his way to warn Gimli, but was to late.
At the same time as Gimli’s shaft of his axe touched the thing he was thrown away on his back. Legolas had to jump to the side to not fell also. For a split second he thought he saw two very frighten eyes under the filth.
Trying to see what it could be he calculate from the size and he more guessed it had to be a human or an elf. He couldn’t think it was an orc, even if the look wasn’t a long way from it. With more cautiousness he would see if he could learn what it was and what might have happened. He sat down on his knees and signed to Gimli to not try to move, not at least closer. This thing-person must have been exposed to something terrible evil.
How much the inhabitants tried to restore and build up Middle Earth, there still remained a lot of visible sights from the destruction the dark years had caused and there was also wickedness left. The war of the ring was over since a few years and a lot had been restored and built up again. In many parts it was a lighter world to live in and it didn’t seem that any dark source would be able to rise soon. Not in the same way it had been with Sauron.
Legolas and Gimli had started their journey together to visit each other places as they had promised each other if they would live so long. During their travel they had met a few bands of orcs, which had flied or survived from the last big battle of Pelanor field our outside the Black gate. Many were lost and tried to survive. In one way they had hard to change and it was easy to tell where they got forward. Absolutely when if two or more bands encounter each paths. There it could be seen of the many corps was lying. It was a common thing that there was death and fright in their way. Not a pleasant sight. It was also a reason to be on your guard when you travel. You never know when you where about to meet anyone. A few parts were haunted more than others.
with still spreading death around them. If there had been two or more bands the result seemed to be that they had slaughtered each other. On the way the choose they still spread evil around them.
Legolas had so much hoped that everything would have been so much better now when
If you read it please tell me what you think and if it is anything that I can continue to write on.
/Saga