The title says it all really.
- I have begun posting my some of my fan fictions on http://www.fanfiction.net/ so other people can, indeed, read them--I already have one comment! So far I only have a Star Wars Original time-frame/AU up and the two beginning chapters of Dragon's book up but...I'm working on more--maybe even Lenia's who knows!
- I have....*drum roll please* begun chapter sixteen in LOA, I'm hoping*crosses fingers* I will have FINNISHED and begun editing by the end of the summer. *bounces* eeeppp!
In honor of the W.R. Fairies amazing post I am posting some...er...original-ish stuff. I say ISH because it's set to music and there is one for Lenia and one for Dragon. (BTW we now have a W.R. elf)
A brief explanation: My director had this awesome cd of dedication songs and I fell in love with several of them and went on the swing (with Thalia of course) and got inspired to do these things. Me+swings+music=dangerous combo =)
1st one:
Song: "The Greast Love of All" by Whitney Houston
Book: LOA
I believe the children are our future
Teach them well and let them lead the way
"You need to do more, Alexandria, it's not strong enough yet. Put your heart into it" The elder man watched as the young childs eyes dropped. Her fathers rough tone was not helping her learning. If he just gave her some sort of loving push...some acknowledgement...maybe, just maybe her immense power would shine through....
Show them all the beauty they possess inside
Give them a sense of pride to make it easier
"How can I be pretty when everyone else thinks I'm a freak? How can I be powerful when not even my own parents believe in me-you don't know what it's like Harron--It's not fair!" Her temper lashed, eyes flashing. That was it. That spark, behind the cooled embers-dimmed by her parents water, deep down within her. There was the spark he'd seen. The part of her that was so strong, that fueled her. "Alexandria...sometimes, you have to realize that what other people see is because they're afraid. They're afraid of being inferior. And parents, well...parents have so many faults my young one sometimes only the pure of heart can see them." He knelt infront of her, "You are so gifted, my child...don't let yourself say otherwise. Fathers push so much because they see your potentional...they care...they wish not to see you fail. All this work is so you can be something ten times greater than what they are...you just need to believe in yourself. Have pride in your name Alexandria. My young conqourer."
Let the children's laughter remind us how we used to be
Everybody searching for a hero
People need someone to look up to
"That's Lord Sushi, isn't he amazing." Alexandria heard the boy beside her remark. But she stared at the man, yes he was powerful, yes he was a great role model but he was, by far nothing like her. The girl no one wanted, the girl who had screwed her life up so much she had no other way out.....could she ever find anyone...anyone enough to make her feel like she could look up to them? Like she could be them?
I never found anyone to fulfill my needs
A lonely place to be
So I learned to depend on me
"There are just some things in life, Harron, I've come to accept that other people can't help you with. My life is screwed enough up as it is. No one can help me now--not even myself...all I can do is try to start anew." Harron looked at her, "Dean could have helped you." The girl, once a member of high stature stared at the wall before her, pain reflecting in her eyes. The young Knight turned quickly on her heel and exited the room, door slamming shut behind her flaming trail of purple hair. He shouldn't have mentioned him. He knew it...but she hadn't spoken of him since the deadly disaster. Did she truly think she could run from her feelings?
Alexandria tore from the building, running as fast away from it as she could. From what she was running from she didn't know...a memory perhaps? A shadow of what could have been? False hope? A broken heart? All human feelings of sorrow and love in general? Or maybe it was just everything. She ran as hard as she could, probably harder than she had in her entire life, just trying to shake it. To out run an outrunnable memory. How do you forget the one person in the entire world who cared? The one person in the entire universe who noticed you? The one person who loved you and the first person you allowed yourself to love back?
Memories like that...people like that...they just aren't outrunnable...no matter how hard you try
I decided long ago, never to walk in anyone's shadows
If I fail, if I succeed
At least I live as I believe
No matter what they take from me
They can't take away my dignity
Neal looked over at the woman too. Her green eyes shot through you, sharp and intense. You nearly feared for your soul. "That's Lady Alexandria...the greatest and most feared lord there is. You don't want to get on her bad side...I heard if you do, she'll turn you to stone. No kidding dude, last person that ticked her off is in an art gallery."
Alana looked at the Lord who watched them with such intensity, "I'm sure it's not true." There was something about the softness that came into Alexandria's eyes when they hit Alana that made all those rumors vanish. She knew those kids had no idea what they were talking about.
Because the greatest love of all
Is happening to me
I found the greatest love of all
Inside of me
His tanned, sweaty, sticky-clothing-ed body slipped onto the stool next to hers. "I thought I told you the bottle wasn't the answer, Alex?" Her eyes diverted from him, staring down at her glass. His lips settled in her hair, "What's wrong, Alexandria--I'll do anything you ask of me to make it better...I can't bare to see you like this." Beneath him she lost control, breaking down completely, "Oh Dean...it's...its dad...he..." She trailed off tears pouring as he pulled her into his chest, big burly arms shielding her from the rest of the world. "Don't let go." She murmured into his shirt. "I won't, I promise you. Not now...not ever."
The greatest love of all
Is easy to achieve
Learning to love yourself
It is the greatest love of all
"I haven't seen you like this in so long, Al." Adrian's eyes were wide, full of shock and love. Alexandria giggled joyfully, nothing which was induced by substance but by pure joy, "It's because I haven't been happy like this in so long!" She shook her hair out in the pouring rain and smiled, kissing him as long as she could, "Thank you. Thank you for helping me find myself again."
"Alexandria!" Her father yelled after her as she ran out, jumping on her motorcycle and taking off. "She'll be back, Charles, she's just mad." Charles shook his head, crossing his arms over his dress robes. "No she won't." He sighed watching the fading sun light illuminate the area where his eldest child once stood. "She's too stubborn for her own good." His wife crossed her arms, standing at the top of the stairs. "Just like her father."
"Sometimes you just have to....jump that's all. Sometimes it's the only way you learn to truly understand"
And if by chance, that special place
That you've been dreaming of
"Things are different than they used to be," She pointed out, "different from when Harron was born, when I was born-even when you were born." She sighed, "Things are much more dangerous," her eyes scanned the beautiful but deadly stars, "danger lurks everywhere now, it's upon every doorstep. You aren't even safe within your own home." She swallowed hard thinking of Ben and Ann-one of the many reason's she was hesitant about a relationship period. "Or your own planet." She closed her eyes as tears welled within them. Adrian placed his hand ontop of hers and she tried to pull hers away but he wrapped his fingers around it. "And?" He knew there was more.
She swallowed hard and kept her voice steady, "You know my family, Adrian, my brothers-if I get within a relationship and they found out...do you know the targets we'd be?" She turned her head from him still unable to release her hand from his grasp. "I don't want to put you or anyone else in danger," She trembled and he made his grip on her hand firmer. "I don't want anyone else to get hurt, Adrian, I don't want anymore death. I don't want to wake up one morning and find the ones I love gone. I don't want to get hurt like that again." She put her free hand over her nose and mouth. "Not again." Tears gently flowed down her cheek not more than a second after she finnished speaking. Adrian put his arms around her, holding her tightly to him and kissed her head. If there was one thing he had learned when he was younger it was that he hated to see Alexandria in pain or cry. He stroked her head letting her cry for a bit-he didn't want her withholding tears especially since she had done so already for such a long time. After letting a few moments past he put his forehead to hers Adrian took that as an okay time and gently kissed her, this time she had no ackward feelings or the slightest feeling of remorse instead it was pur bliss. Something she could deal with. She smiled and opened her eyes, they were sparkeling brightly up at Adrian who smiled, "You're blushing." He commented and she turned her head away dipping it fastly. This time he chuckled, it was a purely joyous sound. "It's sweet."
Song: Memories by Sarah McLachlan
Book: Seeing Through The Darkness
I can't resite how many countless times I sat there, staring out from the steps of the school watching police cars whiz by. Sirens blaring. But this, this was so different. One, then another, then another. Day after day. The papers never had enough pages. I'd never seen so much horror in my entire life. There were so many killings in the past week and it all led to the one obvious cause, according to David, vampires.
I guess I never really listened to that saying curiosity killed the cat because I found myself, every day, sneaking around the scenes. I didn't like death but...I guess I'd always been a fan of the detective side of things. David hated it, him and the family were scolding me constantly. They're just over protective...and who can blame them, really? With everything that was going on and all.
I learned quite fast that sometimes you are lead to do some things that even your family doesn't approve of because...well....it's destiny.
I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories
I stared at the tall detective, he didn't bother to hide in the shadows but instead decided to come the closest to the victims....something most people could not tolerate. I narrowed my eyes against the bright sun. The man looked towards me, sharply darting his eyes causing me to gasp...staring straight into my blue eyes were dark, red-velvet ones.
Connor and Ira were right. He wasn't human.
He didn't move, he just stared for a moment, eyes locked on mine and I found it hard to breathe....I expected him to yell, to tell me to get away but he said nothing of the sort. Instead he finally stood and as he walked around the body he never looked away from me.
My cell phone rang.
Relieved at the break in eye contact with the man I sighed and preceeded to answer my cellphone. David. My savior, Elli had probably called him and reported my absence and now he was wondering why I wasn't home yet. With mom and dad working over time at the hospital and with the recent events I was the last person the family was letting out of their sight for long. Go figure, right? "Hey," I said and I heard David shift on his cars leather seats. "Aren't you supposed to call if your late?" He spoke sharply and I chewed my lip. Yes. I was. "I forgot....I was walking home and..."
"And?" There was a long pause before his forhead hit his steering wheel. I wondered if it dented. "Not another crime scene, Ann."
"David-"
"Home. Now." He nearly growled, "We'll discuss this later...at home. If you aren't home before I am don't put it past me to send Jake and Zach after you and trust me...you don't want that scene- they'll come barging in for you like a couple of FBI agents and-"
"I get it." I mumbled, "Be home in a few moments."
Click.
David was pissed and I was so far in trouble it was not funny...nothing seemed to be able to go worse.
"What are you doing here?" I gasped and whipped around, the tall, red-eyed guy trench coat and all stood before me, directly infront of me. I swallowed hard, a lead block falling into my stomach. I hate how you sometimes the first and last thing you want get the bright idea to collaborate and make eachother happen. "Uhh..." I trailed off....what I wouldn't have given for my three eldest brothers to barge in--hot fancy sports cars and all and rip me away like I was some five year old child. Damn, David....call me again.
Remember the good times that we had?
I let them slip away from us when things got bad
How clearly I first saw you smilin' in the sun
Wanna feel your warmth upon me, I wanna be the one
I rose my eyebrows at her, trespassing…interesting…she apparently had no conception of the fact that this wasn’t exactly a public affair. Nor did she seem to realize how much this kind of action truly endangered her life. or maybe, she just didn't care. “What are you doing here?” I asked, hiding beneath my fake elder accent, dark glasses, over sized hat and trench coat resembling jacket….I looked like something out of a Sherlock Holmes book. She seemed to trip all over her words, nothing making sense so I gave her a few moments to collaborate her story. “It’s a crime scene, it’s private…none of your business.”
She cocked her eyebrow, “Oh really? And what makes you say that?” I wanted to smile so bad, that was the girl I'd known so long ago. But I didn't. I kept my cool, elder facade.“I have the badge.” She didn't move, she didn't leave. Instead she looked me up and down. No sense of fear or intimidation in her eyes...not a lousy actor I might add...I wouldn't have known the truth unless I was what I am. However I won't deny that when she opened her mouth and
"Dude, just a little blast into reality here, it's the 21st century....not the 1940s or whatever.....you can loose the trench coat." Came out, I was a bit surprised but...I guess such wording comes with age.
I mean, being a hundred and something years old and all...you really start to loose touch with youth.
I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories
"Ryan!" I turned, resisting groaning, I didn't want to know the time of morning it was. Or how early Annora was to get up in the morning. Or how late she was up from her bedtime. Or how much past my curfew I was. She scowled at me as i looked down at her. "You don't have to seem so sour." I smiled, "Sorry Annora." I appologized and knelt down, I'd forgotten how much like me she truly was. "Yes? What can I do for you?" She smiled and handed me this demented looking piece of carved wood with symbolze cut deep within it. A metal hook on the top which allowed for hanging. I must have given it an odd look because her eyes rolled. "It's a protection token. The werewolf showed me how to make them." Uria. I could have killed her. "Oh really?" I commented.
Annora nodded, "It's so they can't hurt you." I gave her an odd look even though I knew whom she spoke of. The ones who were waiting so eagerly for me to come home. "Well, thank you...I'll put this somewhere safe...it'll go..." I looked around me for a few seconds before hooking it to my belt. It was small and made no sound, it would be easily hidden. She smiled and hugged me before I could protested, told me goodnight and took off running down the hallway to her bedroom.
It wasn't until I stood that I saw her, standing there smile planted firmly on her face "Personally," Jeni told me walking towards me, thoroughly enjoying this new found ability to openly tease me. "I think it's quite sweet. And I'm darn jealous you only allow her to do nice things for her."
I smirked, thoroughly ready with a comeback. "I like her more." My response was a slap in the arm.
I'm so tired but I can't sleep
Standin' on the edge of something much too deep
It's funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word
We are screaming inside, but we can't be heard
I made a loud popping sound and put my hands in my sweatshirt pocket watching him walk off down the driveway. From behind me David cleared his throat and I closed my eyes, sighing. Maybe I was dreaming this entire time but for a moment, one moment. I thought he loved me.
But I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories
"His eyes, they're so weird." I said sitting down, absently staring at the wall as I continuiously chomped on my nachos. "Oh, great." Connor spoke aloud, eyes rolling, "that rules out what...fifteen percent of the population??"
Jake turned deadly eyes on him, "You can be disposed of." Jake had returned home because of the recent events and was not in a joking mood. Not that I blamed him. Our family was in danger after all.
"No," I interjected my brothers temper flare, "Connor, Ira, you were right-both of you. I don't think he's human."
Elli looked at me, frowning deeply, "What do you mean, Ann?" Slowly I wet my lips, "I...I've talked to him a few times, without his sunglasses on. His eyes are red."
And like that David's mood changed. His eyes flashed and he looked over at Elli and the rest of my siblings. "Annora, Conner, Ira...go upstairs. Now." It wasn't hard to hear David say "I thought he was going to stay away." as we did
I'm so afraid to love you, but more afraid to loose
Clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose
Once there was a darkness, deep and endless night
You gave me everything you had, oh you gave me light
"Annora, you don't understand you're still young and-" I sighed and poked my taco filling with my nacho. "Naive? Yeah...I get that all the time." I pierced my lips and looked up at him, "Have you ever thought that maybe...that's what you need?"
He groaned, so full of conflict and pushed back into his cushions, hand covering his face. "Annora-"
"I'm not gonna say I don't love you, Ryan ,so why do you keep running from the fact you love me back?" He lowered his head and sighed before looking back at me, "I've just had bad luck in that area...okay? The last thing I ever want to do in this world is to hurt you."
And I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories
And I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories
Weep not for the memories
I sighed and closed my eyes as my head rested on his shoulder. "I love you." His head found a place ontop of mine and he sighed too, making an effort to mimic me. I smiled and he whispered. "I love you too." in my ear.
FAN FICTIONS!
Song: If I could Turn back time by Cher
Book: Dragon and Harry timeline...no real book in general possibly.... A World of Difference on??
If I could turn back time
If I could find a way I'd take back those words that hurt you and you'd stay
Harry looked at me, "Do you really like Dean??" His tone was all too much like it was with Cedric, I looked at him, my eyes challenging his, "Do you really like Cho?" his eyes narrowed but he didn't speak. "I don't see why you like him." He said, "And neither do I with Cho," I said plainly and looked him square in the eyes, "I guess we're even." I said and began to walk off the Quidditch field but Harry grabbed my arm and had me look at him.
I don't know why I did the things I did I don't know why I said the things I said
Pride's like a knife it can cut deep inside
Words are like weapons they wound sometimes.
"Why is it everytime you look at me it's like I'm some sort of dead animal, Harry?!" I didn't mean to have them but tears rimmed my eyes. Still he didn't turn to me. "Do you hate me or something? Do you want me dead? Do you want me out of your life or something?"
"I could care less."
I didn't really mean to hurt you I didn't wanna see you go I know I made you cry, but baby
I ran a hand threw my hair crying and ran into the the girls dorms. I didn't care who saw the tears. I didn't care anymore.
If I could turn back time
I flashed a smile at Harry over my history book, rolling my eyes to the teachers droning voice. He snorted and smiled back-not getting caught in the least bit. I ducked my head and shook my head, laughing quietly to myself.
If I could find a way
I'd take back those words that hurt you
And you'd stay
If I could reach the stars
I'd give them all to you
Then you'd love me, love me
Like you used to do
He said beside me on the log "What were we talking about before when Hermione interrupted us?" Harry asked. "Talking about our futures....how we always wanted the other in them....how we didn't want anything to happen to one another.....how we...how we..." I stumbled the words were so unimaginable it was hard to say them, "Cared for eachother?" He asked, placing a finger under my chin and tiping it up towards him so my eyes were looking into his, we were so close...only millimeters away "Yes," I reassured, "that." He smiled, "We're we about to do something as well?" His eyes sparkle dancing playfully. My heart was pounding out of my chest, I couldn't believe this was happening, "Well...I don't know..." I said, "I thought....I thought it was all....I thought I dreamnt that." Harry smiled hand dropping from my chin to my waist and his arm wrapped protectively around it, "No," He whispered gently, leaning towards me, "you didn't." That was the moment my brothers dreaded, that was the moment I'd been hoping for, that was the moment Harry James Potter kissed me.
If I could turn back time
I closed my eyes as I laid down the the grass, fingers entwined in my hair. The sun shining down on me. When had life ever felt so good??
My world was shattered I was torn apart
Like someone took a knife and drove it deep in my heart
You walked out that door I swore that I didn't care
But I lost everything darling then and there
"Harry?" He didn't respond so I called to him again, and again but still he ignored me. "Harry!" I shouted down the hall, desperate, it had to have been at least three months now. Three months of silence. "I don't know why you're talking to me," Harry told me, turning around sharply. "We aren't friends anymore."
Those words stung.
Too strong to tell you I was sorry
Too proud to tell you I was wrong
I know that I was blind, and ooh...
I seem to have bad luck when it comes to Harry. Why is it everytime I feel like I'm getting close to him he pulls away? Here we were sitting by eachother on the bleachers where I felt we could get no closer when he turns to me and says "Do you think, Ginny likes me?" Why I still have hope that he loves me I don't know. I shrugged, "I don't know." I said and pulled my sweater closer. Truth was I didn't WANT to know. I didn't want to see Harry kissing anyone else it was becoming sickening. "You sure?" He asked looking at me, "I was hoping she'd want to go to the Three Broomsticks with me this weekend on a date-would you mind asking? I hardly see her anymore." I swallowed hard staring at my feet I suddenly felt like ice. ".....Sure...." Harry smiled at me and hugged me, "You're a good friend, Dragon." He said and kissed my head before releasing me. He sat there talking about how pretty and junk she was and I sat there pretending to be interested, pretending I was happy for him, pretending that I wasn't crushed to the tiniest miliscopic piece of self esteem there was. No one would ever know it but I wanted to cry or at least scream as his face that I loved him and ask him what the heck was wrong with me? But I didn't. Why? Because I'm too good of a friend.
If I could find a way
I'd take back those words that hurt you
And you'd stay
If I could reach the stars
I'd give them all to you
Then you'd love me, love me
Like you used to do
"Harry?" I spoke questionally, surprised to see him at the end of my hospital bed. "You had us so worried!" He told me. "You've been out for at least a couple months. Dead cold. Weren't sure when you'd wake up." I blinked. Was Harry seriously worried about me. "What?" I mumbled, whatever healing that was done on me was lingering because I felt groggy. Harry smiled lightly, "We should probably let you wake up more." He stood there staring at me for awhile and then, I don't know if the drugs made me see and feel it or not but I swear he bent down and kissed my head
If I could turn back time
"Harry, if you had to tell your friend something that was possibly the most important thing in the world but yet so dangerous and you knew more than anything that they wouldn't believe you. That they wouldn't believe you to the point that you might loose a friendship or if they did believe you, you might loose that friendship still. Would you tell them anyway?" I bit my lip, staring at him.
"Yes, they're my friend and if they're a true friend they'll understand and believe me." Harry said those words so simply it nearly scared me. Did I have enough trust in our friendship TO tell him? I guess i reasoned with myself because if there was anyone, anyone in this world who would understand dealing with Voldemort. It would be Harry. We stood insilence for some time and I qet my lips, “Harry, I have something I need to tell you."
Ooohh
"Sometimes the world just doesn't understand does it, buckbeak?" I asked aloud and rested my head on his feather chest, his sigh was my response.
If I could turn back time
If I could turn back time
If I could turn back time
Carmen scowled at me, "What girl doesn't enjoy getting dressed up?" Tonks crossed her arms as she spoke. "I just..." I sighed and stared back at the mirror, my plain, pale, freckled face staring back at me. My pointed nose, pouty lips and puffy eyes. I wasn't sure if the reflection was real or I was morphing into what I thought I saw. Carmen crossed her arms. "Self concious??" She asked and my head whipped around. Her eyes rolled. "You're beautiful and sooner or later you'll have no other choice but to realize it too. Until then. Believe the rest of the world." I guess I forgot to tell her that the one person in the world I wanted to notice it...wouldn't.
ooh baby
“He deserved to be treated that way.” Seamus said and I whipped around, “What do you have against Harry all of a sudden, Seamus?!” I snapped. “Why are you defending him,” He looked at me, “how many times has he broken your heart??”
I didn't really mean to hurt you
I didn't want to see you go
I know I made you cry
Ooohh
If I could turn back time
If I could find a way
I'd take back those words that hurt you
If I could reach the stars
I'd give them all to you
Then you'd love me, love me
Like you used to do
"Dragon!" Harry ran over and kenlt beside me, "Are you alright?" I moved numbly, starting to get used to feeling my body again. "I'm okay." I told him, "I thought I lost you." He said, "You took forever to wake up." I smirked, my smile seemed to relieve him, "I told you if you came back, I came back, remember? We're a team."
Harry sighed, "I'm starting to regret ever single time I ever felt any sense of anger towards you Dragon, i don't know what life would be like without you."
If I could turn back time (turn back time)
If I could find a way (find a way)
Then baby, maybe, maybe
You'd stay
[to fade]
Reach the stars
If I could reach the stars
SONG: Sound the Bugle by Bryan Adams
Story: Erm...Shadow of a Doubt on really...heavily Lenia/ Tripton, it was originally gonna be just Tripton but then I realized...you just can't do one without the other.With a loud thud, Lenia dropped her things onto her bedroom floor. She'd been gone so long it seemed she'd nearly forgotten what it looked like. What it felt like. Slowly, releasing a sigh she sunk down upon her bed. She felt so lost in such a large place. So torn. Her heart felt so heavy...part of her still loved this place but part of her wanted nothing more than to run from it. How could some place she'd been yearning to get to all along make her want to run so bad?
And then her head turned, that's why. She knew it. Staring back at her was a large dark brown door. Right across from her. Behind it she knew rested a bed, placed on the opposite wall as hers, facing the opposite way. A mirrored burrow, closets and every little object she'd grown up around. Swallowing hard and gathering all the courage she could she stood, walking over to her doorway, across the hall and wrapping her fingers around that brass handle. Slowly she opened the door. The room looked surprisingly untouched. Lynn must have been sleeping in the cottage on the further end of the city, where Tripton always prefered to do his thinking.
It didn't hit her, not fully, until she saw, folded so neatly on their bed....his sweatshirt. Lightly she bent down to touch it. It was his favorite thing in the world. Everytime he came home he wore it. Every chance he got when he wasn't fighting he had it with him or on him. She'd spent so much time staring at that old tattered brown hooded shirt she couldn't tell the difference between it and her brother. The fibers were so soft due to age and as she twisted it in her hands it felt like petting a chinchilla. So many nights she'd spent curled up against her brothers soft shirt...so many times she'd have to forget.
Lenia blew hair out of her face, pulled the shirt over her head and fell back on the bed.
Sound the bugle now - play it just for me
As the seasons change - remember how I used to be
Tripton sighed and rolled over so he was facing the cieling. Lynn yawned and rubbed her eyes. "What're you doing up?" She mumbled, putting her arm across his chest. Tripton heaved a sigh, looking at the doorway and then down at her, "She's awake."
Lynn sighed, "She'll get back to sleep, Tripton...she can't always think you're going to be there." Tripton looked down at her, frowning. "I'm her brother, Lynn. It doesn't work any other way." Lynn mumbleed something tiredly and Tripton rolled out of bed kissing her cheek, "You know she needs me Lynn..."
Lynn nodded tiredly "I know."
After whispering he loved her he got up, pulled on his sweat shirt and headed into his sisters room. "Lenia?" Her head turned, lips peirced. "I didn't mean to wake you up." She spoke quietly and looked away, staring out her window and over the walls. She could just see Mordors gate from where she sat. As Tripton slowly came closer the wind blew, still his sister didn't turn from her window seat. Her arms wrapped around her legs. "What was it this time?" He asked.
"The same as usual." She replied simply, looking back at him. "Sauron." Her eyes drifted towards her bed, a lump, seeming lifeless with the exception of the rising and falling of his chest lay in the bed. "He doesn't understand." She spoke simlpy, voice sounding distant.
Tripton snorted, not caring if he awoke the lump, "Yeah well...there's a lot of things-"
"Tripton," Lenia begged of him, "Not now." He nodded understably and sat beside her. "Everything will be alright, Lenia, you'll see." he put his arms around her and rested his chin on her head, " It's all a dream...that's all this ever is...a dream."
Now I can't go on - I can't even start
I've got nothing left - just an empty heart
"Lenia?" Legolas voice broke her thoughts, immediately she turned and looked at him, sitting up. "they're ready." Solemnly she nodded and stood, walking over to him. "Are you coming?" She asked staring up at him , he looked down at her, deep into her eyes, he'd never see her so vulnerable before..."Of course." He kissed her forhead. "I wouldn't think otherwise." What else could he tell her?
I'm a soldier - wounded so I must give up the fight
There's nothing more for me - lead me away...
Or leave me lying here
Lenia bent foreward, pressing her back of her hands to her forehead as the hymns were sung and played. Somewhere in the distance Lynn was sobbing. If she felt like a bottomless pit she couldn't even imagine how Lynn felt...
"Tripton!" Lynn exclaimed running out, "what did you-" He cracked his head, rolling it from side to side and wiped some blood off his face. "Not another fight." She uttered breathlessly to him.
"Just some orcs on the hill, nothing brutal." He replied pushing hard against one of his mangled shoulders to put the arm back in its place. "I've been through worse."
Lynn sighed and wrapped her arms around him. "Worrying about you is going to be the death of me, Tripton."
Sound the bugle now - tell them I don't care
There's not a road I know - that leads to anywhere
Sauron knelt down close to her face, his breath upon her skin sent chills up her spine. "If you don't answer me, I will wipe out every living being you ever loved." Lenia looked at him, hiding all fear from her eyes, all hate she ever had for the man before her reflecting back at him within them. He wouldn't dare..would he? What happend between that moment and a few seconds seemed so much of a blur to her. The fighting...the breaking of walls...soon it was all covered in a cloud of smokey dust crawling across the normally green plains.
It took her only moments to realize she was crying, moments for the reality to set in. She could no longer see the watch towers on the castle, or any form of life perhaps it was the dust in the air clouding the reality but her breath was heavy and hard and nothing, nothing through the fog seemed living. Her heart was dropping so easily she didn't even pay attention to whatever torture or threatening Sauron was giving her. Only enough to know it had to do with the Ring.
“Do you seriously believe after you destroyed my home and all I love that I will tell you where the ring bearer is?” Lenia shook her head as much as possible drying teary eyes, “You do not know me as well I as I thought you would for haunting my footsteps all these years.” Sauron lashed forward clenching her throat in his hands, “You can tell me or your life will end.” Lenia sucked in a small quick breath, breathing was so difficult, though she did not know if it was due to his grap or her heavy heart. “It is not my life I value, only those of whom I love but you have taken nearlly all of them from me…..if you wish to kill me, please, do.”
Without a light I fear that I will - stumble in the dark
Lay right down - decide not to go on
She allowed herself to fall down and sit beside the river feeling weary, “There is no hope left in our homeland because there is no homeland left. And I….” She paused sucking in a shaky breath coming to a realization colder than the stone as she lied on the ground, “and I fear there is no hope left in me either. I wish you were here, Tript, you’d know just what to say-just what to do. You’d handle this all better than I would…and am...you'd have never let this happen. You'd have seen it before it occured...stopped it all together. Saved everyone..but I couldn't...I couldn't, Tripton.” She looked up at the stars. “You’d find a way to say this is all a dream and I’ll wake up tomorrow and it will have just been a nightmare, another monster in my closet and I’d feel better-no matter what tragedy had happened. But I don’t have you here, Tripton…and this isn’t a dream.” She closed her eyes allowing cold tears to trickle down her face as she let out a warm breath and inhaled the ice-cold air. Her consciousness was failing but the last words clearly rolled off her mouth. “You died so I could save our people, but I allowed them to fall to ruin. I failed you…..I’m sorry.”
Then from on hight - somewhere in the distance
There's a voice that calls - remember who your are
If you lose yourself - your courage soon will follow
"Lenia...if you wish to-" Lenia looked at Aragorn, "This isn't just your fight Aragorn...or the hobbits...or anyones. It's all of ours. I'm not eight, and I'm not weak. I won't let this continue and the last thing I'm going to do is let Sauron get the pleasure of seeing my family backaway after he's haunted us so long." She unsheethed her sword, twirling it around a few times before gripping it firmly in her hands. "No. I'm not going home. And i'm not backing down. Not this time"
Lenia heaved a breath and stood up breaking from her thoughts. Tripton wouldn't have wanted this, not something like this anyway...he died an admirable death, a funeral just didn't suite and she couldn't sit around to watch it, "Lenia?" Her mother questioned, turning her head towards her. "Forgive me." She whispered, placing a hand on he mothers shoulder and walking away from the funeral. It wasn't long before she found herself wandering down to the waterfall, ontop the rock they always used at jump off, climbing down onto a flat smooth rock they used to sit on. Carefully she knelt down and ran her fingers in the cool water.
"Hiding out here again?" Tripton accused, walking over onto their jumping rock. She looked up at him, "Not hiding...enjoying." She corrected, "Ah...I see." He commented before he jumped, sending ripples of splashes her way. "Well then," He spoke when he surfaced, black curls gluing to her forehead. "How's the enjoying going?
Lightly she shrugged, "Not too amazing really." He frowned, crossing his arms on the edge of the rock and looking at her. "Now, come now...I can't allow that to happen." He swam over and pulled himself onto another rock flinging his head around as he dried his hair. "HEY!" Lenia exclaimed, laughing as droplets of water showered her. Her brother blinked repeatedly staring at her. "Pardon me? Did something happen?"
Her eyes widened and she looked at him, "You-" She spoke and he just rose his eyebrows, "What?" He lightly smirked. "Oh!" She said and reached her hands down, scooping water and shoving water full force towards him.
It wasn't long before both siblings were getting revenge at one another and soaked to the bone in water. "Oh lord be," Lynn remarked walking out, Kadden in her arms and staring at the two of them. "Seriously...I expect this of him but of the two of you...really..When you two are togwether nothing is of serious nature. Really...you're as bad as he and Aragorn!"
So be strong tonight - remember who you are
Tripton stood, walked over to his desk and began working. The words he wrote...the things he made. He knew they would never be things he'd use. But yet they held every sense of him within them
Ya you're a soldier now - fighting in a battle
She turned her head, Haldir looked at her, nodding. Slowly she wet her lips, closed her eyes and finally took in a breath. This was it. The rain was pouring from the skies and the armies lines were clearly marked. All they had to do was wait.
To be free once more -
Her heart stopped, over the hill a flag became visible, blues and silver, clear as day. Her heart was racing . Quickly she looked over her shoulder. "ARAGORN! LOOK!" she cried, she couldn't believe what she was seeing. Soldiers. Her soldiers. Her parents soldier.Soldiers which supposedly didn't exist. Soldiers which supposedly Sauron had wiped out with illness. Soldiers which were alive.
Ya that's worth fighting for
She turned her eyes up to the blue sky, "Thanks Tripton."
...Oh yeah, btw...Clara...Jake's wondering how you're doing...better he hopes! (Still living..etc...) He was also thinking that maybe....they could set up some sort of...I dunno...character pen-pal system?????
Just a little food for thought he says.
=)
