SSP: "Fey: Chapter 2"
New day, new chapter. For those of you interested, the Faramir-story "Fey" now has a second chapter. Faramir tries to make progress on solving his mystery dream while Legolas and Aragorn entertain doubts (and with good reason). For those interested in direct links to Chapter 2, here they are:
FF.net
MPTT
SoA
HASA
Also, a few people have wondered why I don't also post to my livejournal. The main reason is length. I tend to write long chapters, and those long chapters don't fit in a livejournal post. Granted, a few of them would. Chapter 1 of Fey, for example, would have fit. But Chapter 2 and especially Chapter 4 are both too long, and I hate cutting up chapters. Don't ask me why. It's just a pet peeve. Sorry! I'll definitely consider it for shorter one-shots, though. Thanks for the suggestions, people!
And if you want a preview of Chapter 3, take a glance under the cut:
Preview for Fey: Chapter 3
"Just before the King sent us back, Lord Legolas took a small group and scouted the area around our encampment, such as it is. He found ruins."
Faramir blinks. "Ruins?"
"Stone ruins, Lord Steward."
"Impossible," someone mutters on the opposite side of the tent. All eyes turn toward Mablung, the Rangers' captain. "There are no stone ruins in the Nindalf," he informs them.
"Can you be certain of that?" Beregond wonders. "You told me yesterday earlier that the fens change every spring. Perhaps these floods have forced something to the surface."
"So the King suspects," one of the messengers says. "There are not many ruins, and were it not for the keen senses of the elves, we might have missed them altogether. They are submerged in the water, and it is suspected that heavy rains have stripped much mud away, allowing the elves to feel them underfoot."
"What manner of ruins are they?" Faramir asks.
"They were described to me as the remains of a stone pathway, my lord," another messenger answers. "Some say they have also found part of an old stone wall."
"These ruins would have to be very old to be built ere fens covered these lands," Mablung says, his tone doubtful. "Older than any records we have and any legends we know."
Faramir folds his arms across his chest, his head bowed. Aragorn and Beregond may be right: the ruins might have been buried in mud, only to emerge now. But something in the back of his mind whispers the truth is more sinister. "What more can you tell me of these ruins?"
"Little, Lord Steward. The scouts did not spend long amidst the ruins. The way proved treacherous, and there was a chill breeze that made the men shiver."
FF.net
MPTT
SoA
HASA
Also, a few people have wondered why I don't also post to my livejournal. The main reason is length. I tend to write long chapters, and those long chapters don't fit in a livejournal post. Granted, a few of them would. Chapter 1 of Fey, for example, would have fit. But Chapter 2 and especially Chapter 4 are both too long, and I hate cutting up chapters. Don't ask me why. It's just a pet peeve. Sorry! I'll definitely consider it for shorter one-shots, though. Thanks for the suggestions, people!
And if you want a preview of Chapter 3, take a glance under the cut:
Preview for Fey: Chapter 3
"Just before the King sent us back, Lord Legolas took a small group and scouted the area around our encampment, such as it is. He found ruins."
Faramir blinks. "Ruins?"
"Stone ruins, Lord Steward."
"Impossible," someone mutters on the opposite side of the tent. All eyes turn toward Mablung, the Rangers' captain. "There are no stone ruins in the Nindalf," he informs them.
"Can you be certain of that?" Beregond wonders. "You told me yesterday earlier that the fens change every spring. Perhaps these floods have forced something to the surface."
"So the King suspects," one of the messengers says. "There are not many ruins, and were it not for the keen senses of the elves, we might have missed them altogether. They are submerged in the water, and it is suspected that heavy rains have stripped much mud away, allowing the elves to feel them underfoot."
"What manner of ruins are they?" Faramir asks.
"They were described to me as the remains of a stone pathway, my lord," another messenger answers. "Some say they have also found part of an old stone wall."
"These ruins would have to be very old to be built ere fens covered these lands," Mablung says, his tone doubtful. "Older than any records we have and any legends we know."
Faramir folds his arms across his chest, his head bowed. Aragorn and Beregond may be right: the ruins might have been buried in mud, only to emerge now. But something in the back of his mind whispers the truth is more sinister. "What more can you tell me of these ruins?"
"Little, Lord Steward. The scouts did not spend long amidst the ruins. The way proved treacherous, and there was a chill breeze that made the men shiver."