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Subject: AGHH!!!!! Stupid Clear button why do we even have it!!!!!!???? Author: Aralias [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 09:35:10 05/06/03 Tue His fist cracked out creating a thin line of blood across the pale, unforgiving cheek bone. "How dare you," he hissed. Celeborn did not move, did not seem to notice the bruise forming under his left eye or the salty tang of his own blood as it trickled over thin, pale lips. For some reason this only served to infuriate Aralias further and his hand lashed out again forming another cut, the twin of the first across the Elven Lord's face. He did not even flinch. Incensed Aralias repressed the urge to strike out again and again; the part of his mind that remained rational even after the discovery his sister's paralysis and Celeborn's refusal knowing that the outcome of such an event would be nothing. Celeborn might die, beaten and bloody but he would not be broken. Death was no punishment for one who wished it upon himself. So painstakingly he held back the urge to strike out once more. Inside the anger seethed but outside his words flowed smoothly and calmly. "You have insulted me in every way imaginable. You have insulted my race, you have insulted my family and you have insulted me." He was shouting now." You even have the audacity to suggest that the woman I brought to you was no more than a bed mate!" With a desparate urgence he quelled the anger from his voice. "The most insulting thing of all is that I know that for you to have any idea about my identity you must have searched my mind this meeting, the only time I can ever recall letting my guard down for more than a moment. And if you searched my mine you must have searched hers too." The last pathetic hold on his anger melted away. "Am I to conclude you believe I am sleeping with my own sister?!" The circle of his vision was rapidly decreasing until it was all he could do to see the other elf through the fiery circle of his own anger. And then the flames were real, crackling and licking joyfully over Celeborn's ornate furniture. The fire in his eyes was gone and Aralias was able to smile at last at the elven lord. "You are right Lord Celeborn, you are not Elrond for if you were Vilya would protect Imladris from the flames that are to destroy it. Do not fear for you granddaughter for I shall do for you what you could not do for me and cure the one you love." His lips curled up into a sneer. "She is infested with the spawn of man, a disease which the flames will happily rid her of. They also take her wretched life, something I believe she has tried to dispose of already. "As for you yourself I advise you to think more carefully over your next meeting with the Vanyar, the consequences are always terrible and unexpected. It's unfortunate you won't be able to carry out my advice personally but I offer it anyway." He bowed once, a short mocking bow and scooped up his sister's fragile body. "Good day to you Lord Celeborn." *** Throughout Rivendell doors slammed and locked themselves submitting to Aralias' will. The fire he had brought to life spread quickly throughout its halls, consuming all it touched easily for the wooden structure was old and dry and no longer protected by the elven ring. In his chambers Celeborn sank to his bed as the blaze grew stronger. "Unexpected? Oh Cadrieldur how predictable you are." [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]