Well, ladies and gents, this is it. The end. I meant to remind you in the last chapter but I forgot. I'm so sad to see it go. I really enjoyed writing it and even more so posting it for all of you. It has been a wonderful adventure. I hope it doesn't end too abruptly. I hope it didn't go too quickly. I hope the chapters were not too short. I hope I didn't destroy the characters too badly. I hope a lot of things. But alas, it is done and I cannot go back. *starts sobbing hysterically*
*stands up on soapbox and pulls out a microphone* MY REVIEWERS ARE THE BEST REVIEWERS ANYONE COULD EVER ASK FOR!!!!!!!!
To all those who have reviewed my story, MG87, Stranger to your Eyes, Karri, Beth Trogdon, LegolasLover2003, Alexis, Elenillor, LOTRFaith, RainyDayz, Qachatu, ElveNDestiNy, Coolio02, silvertoekee, grumpy, Tinnuial, ElvenRanger13, Estel Elven Enchantress, Katie, Deana, aragorns-gurl33, Mockingbird4, Cosmic Castaway, elfmage, CrayStar314, Templa Otmena, I LOVE LEGOLAS!!, Tithen Min, The Lady of Light, Cat, Nikki1...
I thank you all from the bottom of my heart. You make a girl feel special. You've brightened my days and kept me from throwing away my story just because of a little writers block. I love and appreciate you all and hope to see you the next time around!
To all those who didn't review... *PTTHT*!! *grins*
To my reviewers -
Deana - I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry. Goodness, I had no idea I could have that effect on people. Here's chapter 11 for ya. Sorry it wasn't quick.
The Lady of Light - Refreshing? That's one I haven't heard. Thank you very much. I hope you enjoy the rest of it.
silvertoekee - Yup, that's where he went alright. And I'm glad he got to see his girl once more too. I really hadn't expected that when I started the story. It was an interesting surprise. lol. And I've been meaning to ask you for the longest time, what does your name mean? It's very... unique.
Cat - Well thank you very much, I'm glad you enjoyed it. I hope the ending was worth the wait.
MG87 - Where are the rest huh? I thought you were going to post one every day. *grins* Just kidding, babe. Sorry I almost made you cry again!
Coolio02 - But of course. If he had stayed there how would I be able to torture him in the future? *laughs evilly*
Nikki1 - Frustrating? Cool. *grins* Your frustration will cease soon I promise. My next story will tell all about our dear elf's plight. :)
Tithen Min - Yes, yes I do. lol. Just kidding. I use the word 'daft' too! When I do people look at me weird. Do they do that to you? *laughs*
LegolasLover2003 - Ew, gross. Why'd you have to do that? I hope you enjoy the final chapter. *sniffs* It's over!!! :(
Templa Otmena - Wow! Oh, goodness was I surprised to get your review. What a review. You rock! As for the place he retreated to, that came to me at 2 o'clock in the morning. I was just lying in bed and my brain was running around my story think of what I should do next and that suddenly came to me. Only, it wasn't very helpful at the time because I believe at that point I was still on chapter 5. *laughs* Oh well. I wrote it all down and saved it and I'm glad it worked. I'm also glad you found the chapter original. That's what I'm always hoping for. Cuz you read those stories that a pretty good, but they're just using the same old story line over and over. I'm glad I didn't do that. Thank you so much for you excellent review!
Estel Elven Enchantress - No worries, hun. I'm just glad you reviewed period. lol. As for the prophesizing, I'm glad you liked it. No one else said anything about it.
A quick word about the chapter, I know the timetable seems a bit off, you'll understand as you read it, but I would like to remind you all of this line, taken from chapter 9. -- Legolas didn't know how long he stayed in the darkness; it could have been minutes or centuries. Keep that in mind when you read.
" Memories of Ilithien "
Chapter 11 - Perhaps
Legolas stared out of the brightening window, his eyes memorizing once again the beauty of the valley in which the house of Elrond sat. After a moment his eyes glazed over and his mind saw things not before him; things of the past, too numerous to tell. Hundreds of lifetimes of men, but the mere twinkling of an eye to most elves, passed before his mind, leaving silvery tears set in his eyes in their wake.
He sighed heavily and turned from the window, committing the memories to a safe place, no longer to be dwelled in. He had chosen a new life, one full of past pain but new none the less. He would live this life, no longer afraid, no longer torn. He knew the road to such a commitment would be long indeed, and full of strife; but he knew he would reach it one day.
As he turned the figure on the bed behind him stirred and he smiled softly, moving to sit beside the waking elf. Elladan blinked as his eyes focused, the bright blue orbs resting on the Mirkwood prince. It had been nearly two weeks since the battle on the plain, and the eldest twin was still bed-ridden. A testament to his injury, for elven healing powers are strong.
"You are awake." Elladan stated, his voice tinged with surprise. Legolas nodded.
"Just last night." He said softly, his deep eyes filled with an emotion which Elladan could not interpret. "I'm… leaving. Returning home. We leave as soon as the horses are readied. I just wanted… I came to apologize."
"It is not necessary." The Noldor said, a small smile lifting the corners of his lips.
Legolas shook his head vehemently. "Yes, it is." He said, suddenly not able to meet his friend's eyes. "I… you were injured because of me. Because of my brashness and stupidity. It should not have happened thus. I must apologize."
"I was injured because of your grief. And that cannot be changed. I hold no ill will towards your deeds mellon nin. I have done the same in my past." Elladan sat up slowly, mindful of his wounded side and wrapped a comforting arm around his friend's shoulder. "Do not blame yourself for this."
"But I do." Legolas sighed softly, leaning into his friend's comforting embrace. He was weary beyond anything he had felt before and still had much ahead of him. In their past Elladan had always been a source of comfort, silent and strong, to the young prince. He would never forgive himself the injury that even now faded to memory for his friend.
"I have made many apologies this morning." Legolas sighed again, his mind showing him the faces of all he had wronged in his grief and madness. One was seen more often then all the others, but he couldn't help but push it to the side.
"Ai." Elladan said, squeezing his friend's shoulder. Then he removed his arm and sat up straight, looking closely at his friend. "You are alright?" He asked, his voice holding a sense of question, mixed with disbelief. It seemed unlikely that the prince could recover from his madness so quickly. But to the physical eye he seemed well, if cheerless. To the inner eye though, that of the heart, Elladan could see a quiet battle raging inside his friend.
"Law." Legolas said softly, his shoulders falling ever so slightly. ("No.")
"Will you ever be?" Elladan asked, knowing the answer already as tears threatened to form in his eyes. His friend had changed with this and would never be the same again. Elladan's heart mourned for that which was lost.
"Not completely." The prince whispered.
Legolas sighed once more then stood, looking down at his friend. "You are more of a friend than anyone, elf or otherwise, could ask for Elladan. Im hannon le an sen, gwador." (… I thank you for that, brother.")
Elladan simply nodded.
"I go now. Surely we are ready to depart and I have one more stop to make. Perhaps we will see each other soon?"
"Perhaps." Elladan said in a perfect imitation of his father. Legolas smiled softly because he knew that the young elf had not intended it to sound so. Legolas placed his hand over his heart and bowed in the traditional farewell of the elves, then turned to leave.
"Legolas," Elladan said as the prince reached his door. Legolas stopped and turned his head, his eyes questioning. "You said you made many apologies today. Have you done so to my brother?"
Legolas knew of which brother Elladan spoke, and he knew also that Elladan knew. He did not answer his friend as he left the room.
Legolas took the reins from Avarilas when he reached the stables and gracefully mounted his horse, forgotten by him all this time. He promised the mare that he would make it up to her ten-fold. Avarilas mounted his own steed, and Lindelen settled in beside his brother, waiting for their departure.
They had waited most the morning for the prince to join them, patient in their wait for he had been to see Ilithien's grave once more before their departure. They did not question him when he finally returned to them.
Legolas had many things he wished, and needed, to discuss with his friend and his brother, but they could wait. His heart could take no more right now, and they had a long journey ahead of them.
Elrond and Elrohir stood on Elladan's balcony watching the small party as they prepared to leave. The three Mirkwood elves bowed respectfully atop their horses to the ancient lord, he returning the farewell, and laughed at the ridiculous face Elrohir made. They laughed even harder when Elrohir cringed under his father's disapproving glare.
Legolas met Elrohir's eyes, conveying once again the apology he had made to him that morn, both for the heinous action he had done to his dear friend, and for the injury his brother had sustained, for Legolas knew it had pained the younger twin more than the one that had received it.
Elrohir nodded in acceptance of the apology, then he and his father turned and entered the room, leaving the three to their journey. They set off without a word.
Less than an hour's time later they came to the edge of the lands of Imladris, passing the low river effortlessly and turning towards their home.
As they did this Legolas saw a dark figure, too loud and clumsy to be an elf, emerge from the woods on their side, preparing to cross the river back to Imladris. As the figure came closer he saw the Mirkwood party and waved, then bowed respectfully, saying a prayer for their safety.
As he straightened his dark gray eyes met Legolas' and he smiled.
"E innas gwanath istos." Legolas said bitterly as he watched his beloved fiancé laugh at the antics of the child in his courtyard. Lord Elrond was paying a visit to the prince's father, and he deemed to bring the human child and his nanny with him. ("He will die you know.")
"Yes." Ilithien replied, smiling at the boy as he chased a squirrel that had interrupted his lunch. "That is why he is called a 'mortal'."
Legolas rolled his eyes in frustration and sat on the railing beside his love. "You bring yourself needless pain by growing attached to it."
"His name is Estel." Ilithien sighed, turning her deep green eyes towards the prince. Green was a rare color, even for an elf; her eyes had entranced the prince for centuries.
Ilithien moved so that she stood between Legolas' knees. She placed her hands on his face, gently brushing away the long blonde tresses. The small boy's laughter floated up from the courtyard.
"Le garo daer milui hûn." She whispered, smiling lovingly at him. "Your soul is filled with beauty and love. Your eyes shine with the joy of the woods and living things. Yet you cannot see him for what he is. Why will you not let go your old sorrows and find a blessing in him as I have?" ("You have such a kind heart.")
Legolas glared at her and gently pushed her away from him, stepping away from the rail and walking inside his chambers. Ilithien cast a glance at her charge then slowly followed the elf she loved.
"Humans are useless." Legolas hissed, pacing in front of his desk. "They are weak. Deceitful. Hateful. Murderous. They kill their own kind for their own gain and destroy the land simply because it suits them. They cheat each other, bind each other into slavery. And they treat other races, not with more respect than they do their own kind as we do, but with less. They see the elves as a people to be feared. They are threatened by us, and because of that they wish to destroy us as well.
Humans are no blessing, Ilithien. They are a plague on this earth."
Ilithien walked over to him and wrapped her arms tightly around him, stopping his pacing. After a moment he returned the hug, burying his face in her soft raven hair.
"In time you will see." She whispered, running her hands along his back. "You will know that not all humans are as you think. E innas echedio le tírad." (He will help you see.")
Perhaps his love was right. Legolas thought as the young human bowed, the shadowy images Ilithien had showed him running through his mind. And when Estel smiled at him Legolas allowed, for the first time since their meeting 13 years ago, a small smile in return.
That 'memory' was actually the very first one I wrote. It was supposed to be in the first chapter. Funny.
My next story should be coming out in about 2 weeks. (that's an approximate number, it may be more, it may be less. count on more) I hope to see you all there!
*whispers* Only 12 more and I'll be at one hundred... :)