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Legolas and Faeirex (collaboration)
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Date Posted: 16:41:56 04/19/02 Fri
Faeirex could only watch as Legolas approached her. Through her clouded mind, the only thought that penetrated was: enemy. Could she fight him? In this state, probably not. She tried to run, but he caught her.
And as he touched her, she heard a cry of anger in her head, far, far away. The terror was easing, she was safe. Relieved beyond all measure, all she could do was sob. Finally, she looked up.
"Someone's playing with my mind," she said tearfully, "The stone..."
Faeirex began to weep again, still struggling to explain what had happenned.
Legolas listened to Lómódë's incoherent explanation. From what he could gather, she thought someone was using witchcraft against her, playing on her fears and her weaknesses. Predominant was the terror of being closed in, it seemed. Overwhelmed with sympathy, he began to guide her back through the palace.
"Why don't we go outside. You might feel better with trees around you."
Once under the open, starlit sky, Faeirex began to feel calmer. Ready, anyway, to give a proper account of the night. Her throbbing heartbeat slowly returned to normal as she spoke.
"...I feel violated." she shivered. "Someone was in my head, they knew enough about me to use my own fears against me. You were lucky. Somehow, you broke their control. If you hadn't, I might have killed you- or myself."
Legolas cut her off.
"What do you mean? Surely it can't affect you that badly?"
"You don't understand. It's terror that you can't control, it leaves you powerless. All you were to me was a threat, and I could have killed you to escape. And eventually, I might have suicided to free myself from the fear. All rational thoughts are gone, I could have done anything." Musingly, she added, "They must really want me dead to try it in this way. I couldn't cope with it."
Legolas looked at her enquiringly.
"When you touch someone's mind, you form a kind of link with them." she tried to explain. "It's very personal, they become almost like a part of yourself. And then, if they die, it's like a part of you dies too. They would have to be prepared to go through great pain to get me out of the way."
"So if there's a link, why don't you use it to find out who it was?"
"I can't. Any more contact will just strengthen the bond. And eventually, whoever it was will have to die. I have to spare myself as much pain as I can. When you lose someone you're close to..."
"It's happenned before?" he asked gently.
Looking down, she nodded. "Three thousand years ago. I loved him- or at least, I thought I did. And when he died, I fell to pieces. It nearly destroyed me." And you can't imagine how much evil has come out of that one moment she thought to herself.
Filled with sympathy, Legolas took her hand.
"Im sorry." a thought occurred to him. "Wait- 3000 years ago. Wasn't that the siege of Barad-dur?"
Faeirex averted her eyes, angry at letting that slip. "Yes, I was at Barad-dur." she said flatly. No more information offered. "Let's talk about something else now. I don't want to think about the witch. It won't happen again, you can be sure. My mind was weak tonight, I put too much strength into Elessar. I won't be caught out a second time. All the same, " she added after a moment, "I'm not going back into that castle tonight."
Legolas and Faeirex remained in the gardens all night, talking. The mutual sadness at the departure of their race was apparent on both faces, but this time neither of them was alone.
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