The Ranger, Calenglîn III
Chapter Eleven: Wonderland


Dancing bears
Painted wings
Things I almost remember,
And a song someone sings
once upon a December

Someone holds me safe and warm,
horses prance through a silver storm,
Figures dancing gracefully,
across my memory,

Elladír woke that morning by that someone was yelling outside his balcony. "Elladír! Vuin, get up!"

The identification of the voice broke free of Elladír's sleepy mind. Legolas.
Before he blink, he was out of the bed, and just as quickly he stepped out of it, he was back in.
The floor was freezing!

And it was no wonder!
When the princeling looked out through the balcony doors he saw that the previous grey landscape of Mirkwood had been transformed into a glistening white winter land.
Elladír's eyes widened with delight.

Quickly he located the warm slippers (which had been there when he had arrived) from under the bed,
before he ran over to his wardrobe and picked a pair of dark green leggings and a sand coloured tunic.
He threw on his clothes and boots, and then he picked up his winter cloak before running out through the door to his rooms.

When he reached the entrance to the caves (don't ask me how they can have balconies, they just have.) he paused for a minute to take in the wonderland.

Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory...

SMACK!
A snowball hit Elladír in the face, and while he worked on at getting away the snow, he heard someone laugh. When he has succeeded in getting all the snow away he looked up and saw Legolas standing there looking smug, while Thranduil was the one who had laughed at Elladír's misfortune.

With an inhuman quickness, Elladír ran and tackled Legolas down at the ground.
Laughing, they rolled around at the ground, looking nothing at all like the princes they were supposed to be. Suddenly a memory from the past decided to visit Elladír…

Far away, long ago
Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart used to know,
Things it yearns to remember...


MEMORY

It was Harry's first Christmas at Hogwarts and he & Ron was outside, having a snowball fight. Suddenly Ron abandoned the snowballs and tackled Harry to the ground, where they rolled around in the snow.

A few minutes later they lay panting in the snow, side by side. "Ron?" Harry asked after a few moments of silence. "Yeah, mate?" The redhead answered.
"We're going to be best friends for always, won't we?"
Ron smiled, "Yeah mate, we are"

END MEMORY


"Elladír? What was that?"

Elladír looked up at Legolas who had ended up straddling his tights, "huh?".
"Who were the boys?" Legolas asked, looking down at the noldorin prince.
Elladír's eyes widened, "You was that?" he asked, shocked.
Legolas nodded down at their joined hands.

Elladír sighed, "It was me, and my best friend Ron. It was when I was eleven years old."
Legolas looked at him gravely before he leaned down to whisper in Elladír's ear, "You were cute even then"

Elladír couldn't help it then…

…He laughed.

And a song someone sings
Once upon a December.

THE END
(Of this part at least)


Wweeiii!! cries This part is over!
Can't say for sure when the next part is going up, but not this month (I think).

This was my christmas gift for you! Happy Christmas and a Happy New Year. Look out for fireworks and other nasty things!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!


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