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Naledi
05/21/18 08:16 pm
Aragorn can't join - by emotionally blackmailing Legolas to accompany him on the Paths of the Dead, he's firmly on my blacklist!
cheekybeak
05/21/18 08:03 pm
SPCL? Society for prevention of cruelty to Legolas? RSPCL if Aragorn joins!
Naledi
05/21/18 06:02 pm
Yay, Nelya! We can be founder members of SACL. I tried to think of something with a better acronym - I'm open to suggestions!
NelyafinweFeanorion
05/21/18 03:25 pm
Naledi I'm with you on the Society Against Cruelty to Legolas (SACL)!! ;-) but who are we kidding--we read it all and love it anyway, despite the misadventures of our dear Elf!
Spiced Wine
05/20/18 10:38 am
I think it’s a sensible choice. Aragorn has a large backstory going back many years, so it was always going to be one of their first choices.
NelyafinweFeanorion
05/20/18 05:43 am
It's an expensive gamble they have taken--they have to nail this first season. Also the TolkienEstate is far more involved in this one I hear.
Formegil
05/20/18 05:31 am
A quite big "if", I'd say. Just look what mess was made out of the Hobbit movie. Nowadays I tend to be a bit cynical. So I say the series is good if it will be at least not cringeworthy.
NelyafinweFeanorion
05/20/18 04:49 am
As well as Elladan and Elrohir and the Rangers of the North. It could be a hit if done right. Plus the Arwen love interest.
NelyafinweFeanorion
05/20/18 04:48 am
I am actually relieved the Amazon series is starting with young Aragorn. There is much canon content to work with, he's a familiar character and chance to see Glorfindel, Gilraen
NelyafinweFeanorion
05/20/18 04:47 am
And that's how they learn about the weaknesses of dragons! From the little guy Aegnor adopted.
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Naledi's (Slashy) Advent Calendar II by Naledi

Story notes:

It's the most wonderful time of the year. Yes - time for the return of the sparkly, slashy advent calendar! Yet again, the plan is to post every day on the lead-up to Christmas. Hopefully the posts will form a coherent story!

Chapter notes:

A few minutes early, but it's December 1st somewhere in the world and I have a friend staying, so computer time is limited.



He was close, so close! Any moment they would see the hidden valley open out below. Unable to restrain his impatience, Legolas broke away from his escort and galloped through the trees until they thinned and the path turned steeply downhill. He brought his horse to a halt and gazed down into the valley. As he beheld his lover’s home for the first time, the sun came out from behind leaden clouds, bathing the dell in gold. From this distance it was like looking at a child's toy. The main house followed the curve of a boiling pool at the foot of a high waterfall. It had several wings stretching out behind, each with a steeply pitched roof. It consisted of three levels, each room open to the elements via high, arched windows. Legolas could see minute figures milling about inside, but not the one he longed to see.

He closed his eyes and placed his hand on the smooth bark of the beech tree arching high over the path. Even though it was sleepy this close to Midwinter, its song led Legolas through the drowsing woodlands, connecting him to the hidden valley. Where was Elrohir?

Then he caught it: the flash of fire, the clash of steel, the exultant energy that was purely Elrohir. And he was close. Legolas caught his breath and strained to see around the curve in the track, but it was hidden behind a stand of beeches. He knew he only had to wait and Elrohir would find them, but after an agonising nine-month parting, he refused to wait a moment longer.

It would take too long even to remount his horse and ride around the trees. Instead he leapt into the branches and raced from bough to bough, each tree guiding him, the bare branches swaying to create the straightest path to his love.

There he was! Elrohir rode into view below him, his sable hair flowing behind him in stark contrast to his steed’s white mane. He leaned low over the palfrey’s neck, his eyes alight, and Legolas knew he was responding to the same call guiding Legolas.

He didn’t think, just leapt from his perch, landing no more than a spear’s length in front of Elrohir. The horse reared, forcing Legolas to grab the bridle. No sooner had the palfrey settled when Legolas was swept into an embrace, his world narrowing to silver-grey eyes, raven hair and the scent of pine trees.

‘Elrohir,’ he murmured, pressing his brow to Elrohir’s. ‘How I've missed you.’

In reply, Elrohir sealed their mouths together and Legolas grasped his shoulders, pulling him tight against his frame, revelling in the caress of his lover’s lips, his taste, the rhythm of his heart.

It was only when something cold and soft brushed his cheek that he broke the kiss to see snowflakes whirling through the air. One flake landed on his lips; Elrohir laughed and kissed it away.

‘Welcome to Imladris, my love. If this weather lasts, we’ll have a white wedding.’

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