Elenna rubbed Celebdae's neck as he drank. Elenna and Glorfindel had been riding him hard for a full day, and they were all exhausted. Elenna had tried to heal Glorfindel's wound, but her skill wasn't great enough to combat the evil powers of Mordor's iron. As it was, she could only ease his pain.
"Do you want to stop?" she asked him quietly.
"No. We must get to Lorien. We need to regroup and go back and defeat Azruk. He has hurt me, so I must return the favor."
"Azruk is mine, Glorfindel. I swore ten years ago to kill him, and I will. I love you, but don't get in my way."
"All right, but your sister wouldn't want your revenge to consume you."
They remounted and galloped on until they came to the eaves of the Golden Wood. It was nearly midnight. As Celebdae stepped carefully into the forest, Elenna heard a whoosh of air and saw an elven arrow bury itself in the tree beside her head.
"Who are you, and what business do you have in Lothlorien?" a tall blonde man stepped onto the path in front of the horse.
"I am Elenna Starsong, commander of the armies of Rivendell. We have been defeated, and your Lady sent for me. Let us pass. Glorfindel is wounded, and needs healing."
"May the stars light your road." And Elenna rode off to speak to Galadrial.
[ May 10, 2002: Message edited by: Elenna ]
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If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is "God is crying." And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is "Probably because of something you did."
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