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BTW: this is a Legomace-I just love saying that-Legomace

Disclaimer: I own LOTR!! IT'S MINE!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!!! ALONG WITH LEGGY (legolas G. is currently being loaned out for the month of august) AND FRODO AND THE RING-FRODO USED IT TO PROPOSE- IT'S MINE!!! HAHAHAHA-no seriously I don't own anything, nor do I have any love life. Goes off to sulk

Chapter 1

He left me, the words sounded hollow even in my head. Left Me. I stood on the balcony where we had last met, the memory still burning in my mind.

*flashback*

"Why are you leaving me?" I asked trying to conceal the tears I knew would fall weather I wanted them to or not.

"I am not leaving you," said the blond elf shaking his head slightly, "I love you, you know that don't you?" I sighed.

"Of course I know. I love you too, more than life, which is why I don't want you to go." I lifted my gaze to meet his. My eyes were pleading with him to stay. His own gaze was steady, caring, and held just as much anguish as I knew mine must have shown. A chilled wind pulled at the skirt of my thin robe; I shivered. Legolas pulled my closer, his arms encircling me in a warm, loving embrace. That was before he left me to leave with the Fellowship.

I let the memory fade, brining me back to the harsh reality I loathe. I turned from the balcony to return to the warmth of my room. I closed the doors leading out onto the balcony and drew the curtains closed, blocking out the starlight. The stars no longer held any beauty to me. I returned to sitting and gazing into the warm fire that crackled merrily, but just as on the night he left no light seemed to be within my sight. I seemed to be in the dark-alone, and the scariest part was I began to grow accustomed to being alone, without love, as if it had all been a dream. He loves me; he told me everyday for a centaury- again the words sounded hollow in my head. I know he loves me- this time the words seemed less hollow and a warm feeling spread from my heart. I fell asleep right there in the big arm chair by the fire.

I had no recollection of the dream, but when I awoke I had a terrible sense of dread wash over me. There was a knock at the door, which only increased my uneasiness, but nothing could have prepared me for what was to come. I convulsively reached for the necklace that wasn't there-I had given it to Legolas. The door opened and my heart stopped.

GASP!!! A CLIFFY!!!!! I've never done this to my readers-so REVIEW OR ELSE I'll be forced to KILL THEM ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Or turn poor leggy over to my friend-nightbird*songbird-who will torture him!!

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