Save Me...

Help! Someone......please....

This was agony. How would I ever be able to survive if I continued to hang in this black space, floating on nothing? I needed people, even if they would be my enemies in the end, I was relying on them.

Suddenly, I felt something...something soft and warm.... It was resting on what I assumed must be my forehead. It was so light...I could barely feel it. And then, a voice came drifting through my thoughts. A gentle, kind voice. It sounded like a little silver bell...

"Hello? Can you hear me? You are very ill...and hurt too. I want to help you. Will you let me? Will you let my friends and I take care of you? My name is Rosriel..."

I wetted my lips, straining to make my voice come from my throat. Finally, a hoarse whisper came: "Yes"

I'm coming as well

As Aldarion, Legolas, and Elladan turned and rushed into the forest I slipped out of the campsite to follow them.

"I may be a she-elf, but my skill is just as good as any of theirs, and they might need it. I suppose my rather masculine skills are due to being the youngest of four......" I stopped my musings knowing that they would only bring about painful memories.

I swiftly and carefully followed them when suddenly Legolas halted the trio.

"What is it," asked Elladan?

"Nad no ennas*," Legolas replied, "or rather someone."

I froze. How did he know I had followed? Lately he seemed to read my thoughts, which was greatly annoying me.

"Teli breitho**, Turwethiel," Legolas said with a sigh.

I emerged out of the trees with my head held high, and approached them. "How did you know?"

"I expected it. It seems that ever since," he paused here catching my warning gaze, "well, it is like you to want to help those in danger.

"I don't know you well, Turwethiel, but I can tell that you are eager to be of service to Rosriel. You may come," Aldarion said.

I bowed in my thanks and we took up the search again.


*something is out there
**come out

What to do?

I sat with Elanor near our campfire, occasionally getting up to stir at the stew I was making for dinner. I looked around again, everyone had been a bit quiet today, what with Miss Ella's disappearance, Miss Rosriel gettin' all mad at Legolas, Miss Lira still bein' unwell what with her broken arm and all. Yes, very quiet indeed.

Legolas had gone after Miss Rosriel - before Miss Turwethiel had come back an' told us that she'd wanted to be alone - and neither of them had come back yet. I figured that once they did though, we'd all sit down to talk about what to do next.

We all looked up as Legloas walked out of the trees, alone I noticed. Aldarion stepped forward.

"Rosriel, where is she? Did you find her?" he asked tersely.

Legolas nodded, his brow furrowed. "Yes I did. She said that she wished to be alone a while longer." He glanced back at the forest, as if puzzled about something. "She should be here soon, in the mean time, I believe we should discuss what to do."

"What is there to do?" Elena spoke. "From the sound of the note, it sounds as if Ella wanted to leave, and did not want anyone to follow her."

I nodded in agreement, and saw a few others nodding too, but Legolas' face had a stubborn look to it. "I cannot just let her wander about Middle-Earth alone!"

"I think she can take care of herself," Elladan voiced his oppinion.

"What did Rosriel think? Did you ask her what she wanted to do? She is Ella's sister after all." Anarion looked questioningly at Legolas.

Legolas hesitated, "She said she did not wish to look for Ella."

That puzzled me. Why wouldn't Miss Rosriel want to look for her sister? I shrugged, and spoke up slowly, "Well then, if that's what Miss Rosriel said, than I think it would be fine to not look for Miss Ella. Miss Rosriel is her sister and should know what her sister would want and could do. And seein' as Miss Rosriel has the closest connection with Miss Ella, if she's fine with lettin' her go then it seems as if we should be fine with it too."

Elena smiled. "Never argue with good hobbit sense." She looked keenly around at the rest. "I propose that we let Ella go and continue on her way."

Legolas looked frustrated, but complied. "Very well then. As soon as Rosriel returns then we will go on." He walked off to sit by himself.

I got up to put more wood on the fire, casting a glance at Legolas' stiff back. "It's as plane as the nose on your face Samdo Took that Mister Legolas doesn't plan on lettin' Miss Ella go off on her own, but there'd be no use in pointin' that out just yet," I muttered to myself. "Well, maybe when Miss Rosriel gets back she'll talk him out of it."

And so we waited for her to return. And waited, and waited, and waited, but there was still no sign of her. At last Aldarion turned to Legolas. "Legolas, did she say she would be gone this long? The sun is nearly setting!"

Legolas looked worried, "She said she would be along shortly, maybe."

"Maybe?" Aldarion looked closely at Legolas.

"Those where her words," Legolas spoke. "Could she have gone to look for Ella herself?"

"Yet you say that she said she did not want to follow her," Elena pointed out.

Legolas nodded, "She did, and very firmly too. No, I do not think she went after Ella. I know Rosriel well enough to know that when she speaks firmly, she just as firmly intends to stay by what she says."

"Then something must have befallen her, we must look for her." Aldarion stood up. "I will go, Legolas, you will come with me and Elladan as well. The rest of you should stay here." He looked to Elena who nodded.

"Be careful."


~ Master Samdo

Ella:

I turned. There were the mountains. I'd seen them as I'd traveled with the fellowship. They would be going through Moria--just as the original fellowship did. They would not search for me elsewhere. I had to climb them, or return home. And as Rivendell never had seemed home to me... I took my first step onto the stony ground.

Legolas:

Rosriel's utter refusal of help was hard, but it wasn't until after I'd walked back to the camp that I'd realized she'd begun to run in the completely wrong direction. Was I that difficult to be around?

Still, she'd given me hope, small and fading though it may be. Perhaps Ella did care. But why then would she run? It made no sense.

Either way, help or none, I had to find her. She needed these people, whether she realized it or not. If it would make it easier for her, I would return to Mirkwood when we were closer. Or immediately.

I sighed. I needed these people, too.

Desperation

I cannot escape my thoughts. I'm trapped here, floating in the darkness, waiting for someone to come...

Why has this happened to me? What will happen next?

A Call

Together Turwethiel and I began walking back towards the camp. We had just come in sight of it when I stopped. "Turwethiel, please go on ahead."

She looked at me quizzically. "What do you mean? I thought you said you were going to come back to the camp."

I shook my head. "I know, but... I am not ready just yet." I played with my necklace. "I need some time to think, to adjust."

Turwethiel nodded. "Yes, I can certainly understand that. What shall I tell them?"

"Just that I need some time to be alone."

I watched Turwethiel walk away and then turned back to the forest. I found myself wandering, and thinking, eventually sitting down beside a small stream and staring into it's bubbling waters. How I hoped that Ella was safe! I had sent word by the band of elves whom had rescued us from the orc attack that she had been found, and now I dreaded the thought of the anguish they might feel if something terrible happened to her - again. Yet I did not want to send word to them that she had left our company, for she might come back or maybe was even on her way to visit them.

My heart lifted at the thought and I hoped that Ella would go to visit our parents. How happy that would make them! I could picture the reception in my mind... a royal welcome for a princess of the Greenwood. I was sure that our uncle, King Thranduil would host at least one feast. I wished that I could be there, then reminded myself that I did not even know what Ella's plans had been. Still, the thought was comforting and I clung to it.

I started up as I felt a hand on my shoulder, heard a voice behind me, and whirled around. I gasped. "Legolas!"

He looked apologetic. "I am sorry Rosriel, I did not mean to startle you. I thought you heard me coming." He glanced at me carefully. "Would you prefer that I leave?"

I felt a slight twinge of irritation, had not I told Turwethiel to let them know I wanted to be alone? But then, perhaps Legolas had not been with the company. The thought occured to me that perhaps he had been worried about my flight into the forest and come to find me. "No, no. I do not mind." I saw that there was still a red mark on his face, and I blushed. "Legolas, can you ever forgive me? I am so sorry! I did not mean to, I was so upset..."

He nodded. "There is nothing to forgive." He smiled, taking my hand. "I am glad that you are safe, I was afraid you might be lost."

I burst into tears. My dear cousin! I had slapped him, yelled at him in front of the whole Fellowship, and he had still worried for my safety. I flung my arms around him "No, I am not lost."

He stepped back, looking a bit confused at my outburst. "Yes well," he glanced down. "I am afraid I have an apology as well," he took a deep breath. "I suspect it was because of me that Ella left. You were right, I did say something to her, but I would not have if I had known that this is how she would react. I am sorry."

I stared. What could he mean? An idea occured, I recalled how Ella had told me of Legolas' kindess to her when she grew up in Rivendell, how treated her so gently, had taken care of her the time she had hurt her ankle. "You told her you loved her, did you not?"

He looked surprised. "How did you know?"

I smiled. "Never put it past a woman to guess when a man is in love, particularily with her sister or friend." My smile faded, "Then she does not return your affections?"

"No, she seemed most upset when I told her, and now she has left..." he trailed off. "I believe I must have displeased her greatly."

I shook my head, "I do not believe that she does not return your feelings!"

Legolas looked up, startled.

I went on, "If she felt nothing for you, she would have told you and stayed, not run off as she did. No, she must either be uncertain of her feelings or there is something holding her back and so she left."

A look of hope entered Legolas' eyes. "Will you help me search for her?"

I was hesitating, on the verge of agreeing when suddenly something held me back. I knew with a deep conviction that I could not go with Legolas. "No," I replied, gently but firmly. "I can not."

His face fell, "Very well." He turned to go, then looked back. "Are you coming back to the camp?"

I was about to follow, when once again I felt that I could not. I paused. What was this? I knew not where it came from, but in my heart, I felt a call and I could not ignore it. For whatever reason, I could not go back to the camp. I shook my head. "I will be along shortly, maybe."

Legolas looked bemused, then nodded, looking at me closely. "Do not be long."

I did not answer as he turned and slowly walked away. I waited until he was out of sight and then began walking in the opposite direction. I did not know where I was being called, but I followed the way that seemed right. It felt like a call for help, an urgent call.

Quickening my pace, I hurried on.

~ Rosriel

Where we are at...

Some people were asking where we are at. Currently, we are in Hollin, here:

Road begins climbing as it winds into the hills. Mountains are closer. 252 miles from start. 17 miles since last location.

Our route is mapped out in the "Where we are headed" on the sidebar, and so whenever I feel we've "walked" far enough or it's time to move on, I'll post our new location. 'k?

Ëarwen

I have to quit this blog. My mom says only 2, and I already have those! I am SO sorry, I really wanted to do this, but... Honor thy Father and thy Mother!
Anar kaluva tielyanna! Noro go hul, bado go Eru, mellon-nins!
Ëarwen Harethgalad

Help

Okay, I need a little help. Where is everyone, who is everyone, where are we, and so forth. Could we all just leave comments in on this post so that I (and perhaps others) could figure out who everyone is and where everyone is. Thanks!

Weakness

Food...I need food...at least a root or something...

I dragged myself through the woods. Finally, after much time, I reached a spring. But there was nothing to eat. I couldn't remember what roots were safe.

There must be a road somewhere....it's my last hope...even if the ones I'm running from find me...

With the last bit of strength I had left, I half crawled, half dragged myself into a clearing. Glancing around, I realized that there was a wide footpath or else a very narrow road running through it.

Thank the stars....

And I passed out.