Friday, June 07, 2013

Anarawen - VI

Chapter 8: The River Flows


Lady Galadriel & Lord Celebon sent their company off to the elven ships. They were to sail down the river to the west of Mirkwood and to travel by foot from there onwards.

"Be safe Prince-ling, for you have not the sight and battle of wizardry before.."

said Lord Celebon smiling as if he was bemused by his own words.

As they sailed along the river, the waters were clear & the trees were tranquil. Lady Anarawen barely exited her chamber though when she did, she was immensely joyed by the sight of the open trees & soft wooly snow flakes as the snow was thin on these parts of middle earth. It was as if nature itself had given them way to sail down the river. The river had not frozen and their ships had descended without as much as a plate of ice seen, from Lothlorien towards west.

One night, looking up at the vague twilight, Aldermund whispered to himself,

"elenea... irma lle.. (stars.. like you..)"

"Heruamin Aldermund.. (Lord Aldermund)"
Anarawen softly called his name. As he turned towards her, he saw the pale face of a mortal girl with a soft silver gleam in her eyes as she was looking up at the stars. Aldermund quietly waited for her to speak again.
"Amin harmuva onalle e' cormamin.. (I will treasure your gift in my heart..)"
As she spoke a trace of smile had passed her lips as though she had not realized that she had been smiling. Aldermund was mesmerized by the white glow of her face & the gleam in her eyes as she studied the stars with a focus so intense she did not realize that the elven prince was studying her as she did the stars.In the dense humid air of winter, there was a faint sound of battle summon, a howl of battle horn. They were both awaken by the urgency of such a sound and as they searched through the trees on the shores, they were greeted with a flock of flying arrows. Though Anarawen went still by the sudden ambush, the seasoned warrior that he was, Aldermund was ready for it on the sound of the summon. As he waved off the arrows towards them with all he might by his sword & cloak, he shielded Anarawen. An arrow had landed on his left chest as he quickly moved in front of her, & though he had broken it, he could see under the moonlight, the black blood & the sharp pain that marks the poison of a wizard. Suddenly, a wall of water shot up from the river, shielding them from the incoming arrows. Aldermund could hear the squeaks and squeals of the woods as he knelt from the poison that had blackened the veins on his left arm. As he looked up at the mortal girl, she was listening to the sound of the woods. Where there were footsteps & roars, there were screams. After a short moment of chaos from the woods, the sound had died off and it went to its previous tranquility. All the enemy had been slain or some had learnt to be silent & fled. She knelt down beside Aldermund, and examined the wound, to find that it was no ordinary arrow. Aldermund could perish from the poison of it and pass into the realms of the undead.
"My lord, we need to go to shore and find the slain enemies to know the wizard that made this poison, to save you.."
Aldermund was already weary when she had said this, but he had ordered the company to anchor on the shore with what strength he had left.

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I admit.. I am kind of out of ideas to actually send the story to the romantic part. I can't just write hugs & kisses out of a sudden coz this is not porno. Yeah.. I'm a noob writer.The pic belongs to its rightful owner.
The pic belongs to its rightful owner.

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