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BETA: Fiondil (Thank you!)

Written for the Naked Yule Fic Challenge. The requirements are: You MUST include Legolas, Aragorn and Glorfindel; a naked elf, a horse, snow, a confession, and incorporate a Christmas image, such as: holly, mistletoe, wise men, star, drummer boys, etc.


Twas the Night Before Yule

By Nieriel Raina

'Twas the night before Yule when all through the Last Homely House

All the Elves were a-stirring, not a one of them did grouse

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The garlands were hung from the rafters with care

In hopes that Lord Elrond soon would be there

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The lords and the ladies had all abandoned their beds

In favor of feasting on fruits and on breads

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And Elladan in his robes and Elrohir, the nice chap

Had just settled down in the Hall of Fire to recap

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When out in the courtyard there rose such a clatter

The Elves sprang from their places to see what was the matter

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Out of the doorway they flew like a flash

And once outside, stumbled to a halt and gasped

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Ithil smiling down on the new-fallen snow

Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below

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When what to their wondering eyes should appear

But a naked wood-elf, full of good cheer

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Nearby a young Man child, laughing with glee

Clapped his hands as the Elf danced around an evergreen tree

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And to all their surprise, the eagles, they came

Crying out as they dropped berries and fresh game

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"Now Elladan and Elrohir, Now Lindir, Now Glorfindel

Come Legolas, Come Erestor, Come young Estel!

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"Up to the porch, and then back into the Hall

Feast you this night, feast one and all!"

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As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly

So the elves all scrambled to gather the supply

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Thus back to the house, the Elves all withdrew

With pheasant, berries, and venison too

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Soon, with a twinkling, Estel heard a soft 'poof'

As if prancing and pawing of a tiny hoof

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As he drew in a breath and turned around

A young horse burst into the hall with a bound

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He was dressed up with ribbons in his mane and tail

And his coat shone white like the moon, so pale

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Beside him, Gandalf gave a great laugh

As he entered the room holding his staff

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His eyes, how they twinkled, under his pointed, blue hat

And when he laughed, everyone smiled where they sat

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His eyes they shone with a light foregone

And the beard of his chin was as grey as the dawn

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A long stemmed pipe he held tight in his teeth

And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath

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He held a small scroll which he handed to the boy

Explaining the horse was now his, much to Estel's joy

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Behind him came Legolas, a right naked, but handsome Elf

And the maidens all swooned, in spite of themselves

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A wink of his eye and a smirk of his lips

Soon gave all to know he was naughty up to his ear tips

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He spoke not a word, but went straight to the food

Leaving all to ponder, why he was nude

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When Elrond entered the hall, his footsteps slowed

He raised a brow, then up to the naked Prince he strode

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With only a look, an inquiry was made

And Legolas sighed, knowing a confession needed to be made

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Thus he exclaimed with a wink, grinning like a fool,

"In Mirkwood we always celebrate naked on Yule!"


Thanks for reading! Comments make great Christmas presents!

NiRi