Post by Karri on Nov 24, 2004 13:12:28 GMT -5
Title: Through Shadows Falling
Author: Karri
Rating: PG
Summary: In the Ruin of Doriath, twins fall through shadow into light. (Written for Cold Like Fire's "The Forgotten Ones" challenge.)
Awareness returned slowly. A cold breeze caressed his cheek. Leaves rustled dolefully. A cricket chirped. An owl hooted.
I am outside.
But it was dark. Naneth thought him too young yet to be out in the forest at night.
She will be angry.
He was lying upon his back. Had he fallen asleep? Yes, that would explain it. But where were the stars? It was winter. There were no leaves upon the trees to veil the sky.
Perhaps they are hidden behind the clouds.
Yet there had been no clouds in sky that day. Adar said that was why it was so cold – because the earth did not have a blanket to warm it.
My eyes are closed.
But why would his eyes be closed? Something warm trickled down the side of his face. It tickled. When he lifted his right hand to wipe away the wetness, the left moved with it.
That is strange.
He opened his eyes. His hands were bound. The ropes were tight. They cut into his wrist. It hurt.
There is blood on my fingers.
Ah, his head was bleeding. Yes. It hurt, too. He struggled to sit up. The world spun. He closed his eyes.
I am ill.
But where were mother and father? It was dark and cold. He was hurt and scared. Why were they not here?
They are dead.
A sobbed escaped him. He remembered now. The strange elves had come, with fell swords and malice in their eyes. Father was slain, and mother beside him.
I am alone.
Despair seized his heart. He opened his eyes to escape it. The world did not spin this time. Nor was it as dark as he had thought. The moon shown brightly, revealing a still form not far away. A sigh escaped him.
I am not alone. Eluréd is here.
His brother’s wrists were also bound. His eyes were closed. He did not move. Elurin scooted closer and shook Eluréd. He did not stir.
“Eluréd?”
Hair fallen across his brother’s face. As Elurin reached to brush it back, another hand appeared. He recoiled. As it caressed Eluréd’s head, he stirred. Elurin’s gaze darted up. A woman looked back. His breath quickened. Her face shown with the light of the Silmaril!
Melian.
But had not she departed from Endor? Could this be some other? Nay, not even Galadriel shown with such radiance. He had seen her just once before. Her face he had forgotten, but not the light.
Her hands cupped his cheeks, thumbs brushing away his tears. He smiled.
She has come to take us home.
Author: Karri
Rating: PG
Summary: In the Ruin of Doriath, twins fall through shadow into light. (Written for Cold Like Fire's "The Forgotten Ones" challenge.)
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Awareness returned slowly. A cold breeze caressed his cheek. Leaves rustled dolefully. A cricket chirped. An owl hooted.
I am outside.
But it was dark. Naneth thought him too young yet to be out in the forest at night.
She will be angry.
He was lying upon his back. Had he fallen asleep? Yes, that would explain it. But where were the stars? It was winter. There were no leaves upon the trees to veil the sky.
Perhaps they are hidden behind the clouds.
Yet there had been no clouds in sky that day. Adar said that was why it was so cold – because the earth did not have a blanket to warm it.
My eyes are closed.
But why would his eyes be closed? Something warm trickled down the side of his face. It tickled. When he lifted his right hand to wipe away the wetness, the left moved with it.
That is strange.
He opened his eyes. His hands were bound. The ropes were tight. They cut into his wrist. It hurt.
There is blood on my fingers.
Ah, his head was bleeding. Yes. It hurt, too. He struggled to sit up. The world spun. He closed his eyes.
I am ill.
But where were mother and father? It was dark and cold. He was hurt and scared. Why were they not here?
They are dead.
A sobbed escaped him. He remembered now. The strange elves had come, with fell swords and malice in their eyes. Father was slain, and mother beside him.
I am alone.
Despair seized his heart. He opened his eyes to escape it. The world did not spin this time. Nor was it as dark as he had thought. The moon shown brightly, revealing a still form not far away. A sigh escaped him.
I am not alone. Eluréd is here.
His brother’s wrists were also bound. His eyes were closed. He did not move. Elurin scooted closer and shook Eluréd. He did not stir.
“Eluréd?”
Hair fallen across his brother’s face. As Elurin reached to brush it back, another hand appeared. He recoiled. As it caressed Eluréd’s head, he stirred. Elurin’s gaze darted up. A woman looked back. His breath quickened. Her face shown with the light of the Silmaril!
Melian.
But had not she departed from Endor? Could this be some other? Nay, not even Galadriel shown with such radiance. He had seen her just once before. Her face he had forgotten, but not the light.
Her hands cupped his cheeks, thumbs brushing away his tears. He smiled.
She has come to take us home.