She depicts her gaze to her this time looking so close that you think they were in a duel.
"We have to get out of here, or maybe go back," Elrond whispered into Aurora's ear, he had no idea where to go from here, had he. . . he would have followed his thought. "You really think it will be easy?" "You can have Cain all to yourself, you should not have followed down the tunnel when you should be warming his bed." Her lashes are long, and Elrond finds the two ladies somewhat a cool challenge that the lady will be having the world thrall at her feet. "With a human boy? I can't wait for you to tell me why you're here. Finding him attractive?" Curiosity gets the better of her. "Why are you travelling to the forest? Eloping is it, love, I can't believe this." She scoffed. "If that is the case can you back off now?" "You find a human boy attractive?" "You can have Cain all to yourself, " Aurora winced. "No that will be super stupid, Cain would have wanted this, I'm making it easy for him by making sure you don't ever get to smell the flowers in the garden again." She folded her hand, Elrond felt a tie on his throat, gasping for air she found pleasure in what she was doing. Aurora soaked in her blood, her white garment turned red with blood and managed to lift a pebble and hit the back of the lady's head. "Sara, stop all this insanity!" She yelled. But her eyes turned black where they should be glowing. She cracked her neck closing the distance between them, she gasped at the suddenness of it. But then her face hardens and the shell feels steel in her throat. "You will not touch me, you will not think about taking me anywhere without my leave." Aurora is a little breathless but holds the blade Elrond threw to her steady. She knew it would do no good against the rage that sweeps over her. That if she's not successful and should Sara devours her she would be done with. Elrond stepped forward to drag Aurora away, but an invisible knot was wrapped around his neck, this time more ferocious. Magic twinged a something stirring in the eyes of the rock sensing her. The wolf's face appeared howling into the night. It drifted through the cave in awe of the silence and the sound, the light and the redolent earth. In the ignorance of the beast that hovered over Aurora, Sara, and Elrond set the cave alight. The whole of the cave danced from shadow to light, he stepped brightly, disturbing the creatures. Aurora's hands rubbed across her face downward. She looked and saw the light shining brightly again. "What in the heck am I supposed to do now? " Fragile, yes but with a spirit like the great Elderwood long-lived and strong, when they have lost hope the spirit finds a vessel of its own, many will be awed at how it got to find a vessel so small of the lower creature—humans to contain it. The light to see Sara to the wall, her back hitting it hard. Aurora forced herself to Elrond. "Elrond you have to stop now." She called out to him. The vessel was so small, if of course Elrond uses it, tapped from the sap of his fire any longer, Aurora was. . . A moment later she screamed so high that no human that heard it would stand a chance. "My powers were ever a struggle. Elrond you need to stop!" A flock of stars exploded from behind them, the soldiers watched the event exclaim at their murmur, and the flame deepened. Sara cringes and tries to retreat, the magic was too powerful for the first or second proceeds, Aurora held him still with her magic. Aurora collapses, her eyes looking down in horror at her wrist which is encased in a thin chain the colour of clothed blood. Her power fired, with a magical glowing chain made of her blood—only liquid could make it and tied Elrond. When Elrond's fire had died down she removed the chain and put them back, he trembled uncontrollably and cringed back. They turned to look, now it was another search group, slowly they walked with noise. Aurora crawled to Elrond tapping with her palm on his cheek. He woke up holding his hand to his head, he wanted to talk but was not given a chance. They drift through the cave on an updraft. A moment later Aurora shouted for Elrond and clutched her mouth, the rock cracked and fell into the pit beside them as she regained herself back on the path her cries transformed into a gasp. "The worms dare no light, they will swarm over us, should I light one." "A thank you would do," Elrond said with a sentiment. "It's a dice, I saved you, you saved me." She corrected. They continued walking. "We are almost close, if we don't get out here, the guards will come and try to breathe life into the worms and we will be dead. Mind you, humans, and elves alike have no control over the worms." "Yet you keep feeding those poor miners to them. Are they still creatures you have no leverage over?" "It's no doubt, they're kept there, vanished to keep the balance between them during the war that broke the first darkness, worms sprout from the ground like grasses. They started destroying villages, covens and anything you would say." Elrond surprised but not convinced, gave her a side look and she continued. "Fire lured them where they should be burning them. The damage they caused was going out of hand and they kept fighting us. Do you know what they were called?" She glances. "I wouldn't know." She chuckled and Elrond kept walking, in front was another barrier unseen to him. "They were called the second army of the dark, adaptive to light and the flesh of blood but nocturnal to darkness."Aurora's wound reopened again and blood started dripping freely down her hand into the floor unknown to them they heard a ticking sound. She grits her teeth against the pain as they walked through.
Elrond looked and the sound started real hard, soft tissues grinding against each other. The cheese-like rock under their leg started collapsing into particles as the disintegration continued, Elrond compelled Aurora.
"Light now!" He demanded he owes this to their survival for all the days that it had been for their escape and their mission. Overhead was lurking darkness, moonless, the rock kept falling, and there were powers stronger than the worm and spells that Aurora will use to save them, he told himself.
They rushed through as far as their legs could carry them, Elrond feel like the worms were already piling up, kind of leaching off his foot "What do we do now?" Aurora quivered as she saw swarms of the warms rolling in each other, ebony as the light reflected, they lined up along the wall heading in their direction. "Well, we run!" Elrond screamed. They ran through but their body was so reluctant and bounced back at them as they jammed into the barrier before them. "Shit I should have covered this well, I was stupid to let them trace us through." "Now is not the time for remorse. Right, you can use your magic or we're done with here." Elrond solicited. "I'm badly injured. I doubt you can perform magic against the boundary either, we're stuck here." "No, no, not again." Elrond's heart thudded, Aurora's mouth was chapped up, and she winced so badly. They turned, looking at the other side of the cave, standing commander Nikolai with half of his platoon with
She cringes trying to turn on her back to her side. Elrond's blood boils. Indeed, they weren't expecting to see any tribespeople but when they were on the outcast side out of the wall of Cirdanoth, the place was unusually flat. "What business have you got trespassing, Elves?" They heard the deep timbre of the word, if there was cowardice in person, Elrond cringes more like a spasm. "The voice in your head, Aurora." And she remembered she told him of manipulators, the siren of the night. "Beware of it, such creatures are never quite what they seem." She stared at him in surprise. "I did not know you were listening." Hooves thunder from behind them. A quarter mile to the northwest, a band of men and horses appears atop a mound. Even at a distance, one of the forms flickers strangely. It swings its head toward them. Two sun eyes penetrate across the distance, pinning Elrond like an insect on a wall. “Elrond,” Aurora whispered. “Elrond, it’s a link, the siren—”
Elrond turned over to his side, his face filled with tears, facing the wall while the druid talked to him to some extent about what they might encounter should they keep in this wing of the forest. "I didn't think anyone in their right state of mind would say something as silly as this." "You're too young to understand, why don't you go to sleep while I keep watch of the night." The druid gazed down at Aurora and back to Elrond something contemplative in his voice. Elrond scoffed at the druid. "I'm no child, I shouldn't be forced to remind you of that every day should I?" The druid chuckled. "So young to understand the weight of the burden right." He turned to his side, his hand rubbed the face of the ground and he stopped a stick in his hand and started to give it a deep look. It was something he couldn't pace together, a magic wand? Or was it something that has to do with the roots that dig into the place they had their head laid? "Here, you will be ready for this th
"How many days until we get to the river?" He asked the druid that morning. "At this pace, she wouldn't be able to move and if she does it will take her days, I let my words be brief yesterday." The druid was ignorant he just gave a curt nod. "Aurora here had fought against several wars and her body is trained." He sighed. "She will make it." Aurora gave him a hard state her like were crust and crispy like a fried egg. Elrond quirks his brow as the druid shrugs while tucking his bag. "Tell me." The druid said as he drew his sword out of his scabbard. "Why would we wait and delay here, the night was deadly here, I kept your watch so that I can remind you of how deadly it looks to be out here." Elrond stubbornly dabbed the knife from his hand and rubbed it against the bark of a leaf. "I can't believe you're this heartless." "I should have left you out here to die when all you did is nothing but chastise me. I'm a good old man grown weary of this world and it
"What on god's green earth are you doing here?" Aurora scoffed moving forward her pain had subsided by now and she could have moved more often than the rest she deserves. "Caught you guys by surprise but don't worry I didn't come with a company I'm alone." They all looked at him but it was Elrond's eyes he felt, he then gazed down at Aurora. He fling the unsheathed sword in his hand and pulled the bright steel back into the scabbard. "Are you guys insane to let her walk in such a situation?" Cain the Aurthur was bright, he was known for his gentle love and quick recognition of kinds of stuff this proved his druid heritage although he was not a druid. He kept with his action. Elrond was quick to stop him by placing himself like a barrier between them. The druid waited for u till they have quieted. "Cain you have no place in our expenditure." The druid's voice was laced with confidence the one that have Cain the Aurthur questioning himself. "Should have stayed within the walls of Cird
In the mine of Cirdanoth stood human men and women with hunched shoulders and swollen knuckles, many of who have since stopped trying to scrub the coal dust out of their broken nails, the lines of their sunken faces were too raw and clumsy."You may take our land but not our soul." The old man said, pressing his arm around the axe in his hand. "To us, a King is promised." The man screamed and the soldiers stared at him with morbid curiosity."A king is promised!" A roar escaped the crowd of people. His right hand held onto the scabbard and the blade was too exquisitely balanced in the man's left hand."And he will come ripping your head apart." Chimed the old man. "You leeching masked." he enunciated the last word with spite. "Elvish Mongers!" He muttered slowly to the Elven soldier before him. "To him, the songs of the Sky and Storm shall be sung and he will unite all of us. Until then we shall protect our land. To the north!" The roaring continued; it smelled of courage and life, t
"We're going to be devoured," Eton muttered, grinding his teeth out of fear."Quite, I don't think it has seen us." He gasps, All he could think of was the lesson he had spent his childhood learning. "Guess I was right all along but it's an opportunity. I won't let it slide." Dinner and coins binged in his head.Worse than his size was his natural stealth, even as he inched closer to the brush, he remained unheard, unspotted by the doe. No animal that massive could be so quiet. But if he was no ordinary animal, if he was of Cirdanoth origin, if he was somehow elvish then being eaten was the least of his concerns. They should already be running. Yet maybe. . .maybe it would be a favour to the world, to his village, to himself, and his family to kill him while they were almost unnoticed. Putting an arrow through his eye would be no burden.But despite his size, he looked like a wolf and moved like a wolf. Animal, he reassured himself.Just an animal. He didn’t let himself consider the
Grace's brows narrowed. “I will do no such thing!”Elrond was on his way, Eton muttered a small plea to Grace which earned her a hiss he looked over his shoulder and shut the door behind him as he rested his aching back on the bed.AT THE HOUR OF THE CROW "Elrond. . ." he heard a sound so eerie and full of dark melody call out his name."Who are you?" He asked raking his hair with his nails. Walking to the side by the heath where the wolf pelt was kept. "Save the light. So long I am with you, find him." The voice was like a sharp breeze. "Save the light." Elrond was confused. He had no idea."Elrond! I knew you would be sleepwalking." Eton's hand rubbed against his shoulder and back to his face chuckling."I saw it standing by the fire, his eyes fierce as the flames," Elrond confessed."Elrond!" This time his voice almost tore the wall of the room with hints of sarcasm. "You couldn't wait to have the best sale in the market today right?" Eton's words made a white mist. Get rid of the