| Subject: An Arrow in the Sky |
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Sahrien/ Laeriel
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Date Posted: 17:49:07 05/20/02 Mon
They were both breathing hard now and both sets of eyes were wary as the circled each other slowly, waiting for an opening. Suddenly the man moved, whirling the enormous blade in a lightning fast arc, Aragorn staggered back, the blood running from his forehead.
He had lost.
A hush fell over the crowd as the blood dripped down Elessar's face. Laeriel grabbed tight to Sahrien's hand. She did not know the king, but knew his subjects depended on him to win, for their sake. They needed an image of a strong king, a victorious king.
He had lost. Aragorn's mind was numb as the shout came "Sire, look out!" The king turned in time to see Deollyn lunging foward, manic glint back in his eyes. Quickly Aragorn raised his sword deflecting the blow. Faintly he heard Beregond call "foul!" but no one entered the ring, where the two men circled each other once more.
Sahrien grabbed Laeriel's arm, Laeriel looked up just in time to see Deollyn lunging towards Elessar, Sahrien had seen it before it happened. The crowd watched helplessly as Deollyn continued to go after the king. Laeriel shook her head, there was hatred in his eyes. He wanted to kill Elessar.
The air changed, something whispered in Laeriel's ear. Everything seemed to stop, as if time itself had halted. Laeriel became suddenly aware, no, she thought, don't... She grabbed Sahrien's shoulder, they both looked towards eachother, Sahrien saw it too. Laeriel looked behind her, as she did, she saw an arrow fly from some window high in the castle down towards the training grounds. The air began to smell black, death hovered near. Laeriel followed the arrow with her eyes, through the sky, and straight into Deollyn's chest.
Laeriel sat still, holding Sahrien's hand. She heard not the crowd, nor Sahrien speaking to her. She only heard those black whispers that haunted her dreams. She let go of Sahrien's hand, and raised her own to her ears, trying to block the sound, but it still came. Sahrien, too, struggled against the sounds and smells of that horrible blackness. They both had to get out of there. Without speaking, they rose from their seats, and made their way oppisit of the crowd, out of the training grounds. When they left the training grounds, they kept going. They made their way silently through the empty city streets, neither daring to speak. Suddenly, Sahrien thought of something. She grabbed Laeriel's hand, slowing to a stop, "Come with me," she said, "I have something to show you."
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