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Laeriel
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Date Posted: 22:40:05 04/16/02 Tue
Laeriel wanted to turn and run when Legolas spoke to her. He seemed annoyed and in no mood for company. Why hadn't she just slept ouside in the courtyard?
As he led her through the maze of corridors, she made mental note of all they passed; she had no plans of staying in this castle. She had never heard such a dead place in all her life. She was so used to the underlying wispers of trees and constant conversation of animals that the silent stone deeply frightened her and she wanted no part of it.
She choked back tears as Legolas motioned to the bedroom. She quietly slipped between the sheets and pretended to sleep. She could hear Legolas drawing at his desk, the pen was so loud, this would be easy. As quietly as she slipped in, Laeriel carefully slipped out of bed and on to the floor. She crouched on all fours and silently moved towards the window. Her shadow made more noise than she. The window was open, it was a nice night; she hopped out of the window and clung to the wall. She dared not look towards the ground, she already knew how high she was. She slowly and carefully made her way down. It took a long time, but Laeriel was patient. Finally, she reached the cool earth. Laeriel could hear the quiet whispers of animals once again.
She made her way to the garden, or one of them, she wasn't sure. This palace could have a million gardens for all she knew. This one had a large, dark tree in the center, perhaps the oldest one in the garden. She didn't have time to find out. She climbed the tree to it's largest branch, just big enough for her. There, she curled herself up, nestled among the trees friendly braches. The tree, was in fact the oldest among this particular group of trees, and it was very grateful for Laeriel's company. It carresed her gently with it's leaves, trying to comfort her. Laeriel tried to sleep, but no sleep came to her right away. Soon, silent tears began to fall. Laeriel was so frightened, no one seemed to care. She had never been so lonely. Lómódë quite obviously hated her and Legolas had so many moods that Laeriel thought him to be insane. Humans were nasty, judgmental creatures; not to mention arrogant and selfish. There were hardly any trees here, and none of them talked much. The animals were shy. All in all, it was a cruel place.
Just then, a squirrel heard Laeriel's weeping, and scurried over to see what was the matter. He thought her to be quite nice, and had been watching her for sometime. Laeriel noticed him and smiled. Then the thought struck her, everyone would wonder where she was in the morning. She beckoned the squirrel to come nearer, "If you hear that someone is looking for me, try and find the one they call Lómódë, or one called Legolas, and show them where I am. They are elves, so they should listen to you," She wispered in the squirrels ear. The squirrel understood, and scurried away back to it's own nest. Laeriel hoped that Legolas and Lómódë would follow a squirrel. Being elves they should have enough sense to listen to animals. Feeling a bit better, Laeriel finally closed her eyes. Soon, Laeriel was sleeping soundly, for the first time in days.
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