smile and laugh. wrote:-Arwen- Elf
I halted to a stop when my eyes glanced at Legolas. I leaned forward on my horse and she galloped faster. When we reached Legolas, I jumped off and took my hood off of my head, exposing my face. I had a serious expression, my eyes flickering with worry. "Legolas, we need to talk." I whispered, knowing he would understand. "Something is wrong. I can feel it. Wrong. Very wrong." I told him in a rushed whispered, glancing at the floor, the once beautiful grass turning into a light brown, crusty and dry. I looked back up, my facial expression showing my concern. There were no words needed to tell him something was wrong.
Legolas's senses all jumped to attention when he heard the distant whinny of a horse and the pounding of galloping hooves. He whipped around, drawing his long knife in one smooth motion, but halted his attack when he saw an elven horse trot into view.
"My lady Arwen," he gasped, his face brightening, but he immediately sobered when he heard her words.
"It is true," he admitted, glancing at the sky. For some strange reason, it didn't seem as clear and beautiful as it used to be. "My mind is plagued and troubled. It seems as if ill things have yet again befallen
Arda,"He turned his head towards the East, momentarily stiffening as his gaze fell upon what had used to be Mordor. Orodruin was destroyed and the tall towers of Barad-dhûr had been overthrown, but something was... off.
"A strange shadow clouds my senses," he murmured, eyes not leaving the ghastly country, "it is as if someone is lying in wait for us, ready to strike. Fell occurrences darkened the woods of Ithilien not one fortnight ago; the reason why I came was due to the pleas of Faramir,"