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Post by Kait on Jan 1, 2005 12:11:36 GMT -5
*The sun was shining brightly on Rivendell, despite the cold wind that blew through the trees. Anorel could feel the cool air on her pale skin, but it didn't bother one of elven blood. She had never liked cool weather, but with a few birds singing above and waterfalls all around floating on the air like the gentle chiming of bells, it was too beautiful for her to not enjoy. She silently stood under one of the largest trees, her back pressed against the cool bark. Her dark eyes took in everything around her, but occasionally they would stray to the worn path that led to her location, hoping for some glimpse of a certain someone heading her way. She wasn't just out to enjoy the day, as beautiful as it was... She was waiting... Just as she had done many times before. It seemed like she was always waiting... Still, her waiting was always rewarded... And that reward was well worth every moment. So she stayed where she was, eventually closing her eyes to listen to the soothing sounds all around her...*
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Post by Andoral on Jan 1, 2005 12:23:26 GMT -5
Pheondo had entered the gates of Rivendell early that morning, but Lord Elrond always made it sure that he spoke with him first, for he knew Pheondo's attention would soon be swade from the task at hand, for a certain elven maiden remained on his mind constantly ever since their first morning in Rivendell when he saw her upon a high balcony.
Now Pheondo walked past the stables with Leafberring trailing beind him rather nimbly. A young elven boy ran up to meet them.
"Would you like me to tend to your horse, my lord?"
Pheondo smiled down at the boy and nodded. Then he replied in his smooth deep voice.
"Make sure he has plenty of company, this fellow does not like to be alone for long."
The boy smiled and nodded, accepting the offered reins and leading Leafberring away. Instead of watching them go, Pheonodo quickly headed his way towards that beloved garden.
It did not take long for his nimble feet to find the old path again, where many a times his and Anorel's feet had treck. A smile came to his lips when he looked with his elven eyes to see her standing against the large tree leaning over the river and waterfall. She stood with her eyes closed, enjoying the morning. He was astounded once more by her beauty, it always made the he-elf stop in his tracks, to once more believe that he and this beautiful creature were bound together in a love that could not ever fade, no matter what.
His arms began to ache for the feel of her slender body in his arms again, and his lips tingled with the sensation that they might be gently touched by hers. Sure he had only be gone for two months for message running from his country to hers...it was his job, but two months seemed like forever in his eyes.
With a smirk on his face, he began to walk closer to her down the path, as she remained with her eyes closed against the tree.
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Post by Kait on Jan 1, 2005 12:49:13 GMT -5
*As Anorel stood there under her tree, the limbs above her gently swaying in the wind, she couldn't help but let her thoughts be claimed by memories of her love... as always... Even after everything they had endured together, everything about him still amazed her... His gentle voice... The way he looked at her... The way that the briefest touch of his hand could send her heart soaring... When he was away, such a great emptiness filled her... Even the peace of Rivendell was unable to heal her aching heart. After all, how can one feel whole when their other half is leagues away...? She could never understand how she had lived before she met him...
Suddenly, Anorel was drawn out of her thoughts, her keen elven perception allowing her to take note of someone approaching... She could hear the footsteps, quiet and light... She opened her eyes, her head immediately turning to look at the path... Her heart leapt in her chest and a warm smile came to her lips when she saw Pheondo there, and she could hardly resist the urge to just run to him... Instead, she slowly stepped away from the tree, unable to stop smiling as she watched him approach.* "Hello, stranger..."
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Post by Andoral on Jan 1, 2005 12:53:34 GMT -5
The beating of his heart quickened as she smiled at him, her eyes glowing along with the shimmers of the water nearby. "Hello." he said with a smirk, as he came up closer to her in arms reach. He stopped short, just to take her all in, and make complete eye contact.
Before she could say anything more, Pheondo stopped fighting his urges and reached out for her thin wrist, grabbing and snatching her towards him. Looking down in her eyes, he saw a bit of wickedness, but mostly love. Love that was his. Not wasting another moment, he pressed his lips against hers with a passion that had been lying dorment for awhile.
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Post by Kait on Jan 1, 2005 13:13:16 GMT -5
*Anorel didn't resist him in the slightest way, and the second that his lips touched hers, she abandoned any games that she might've tried to torture him with... She kissed him with all of the passion and love that she had missed for two months, never wanting to stop... This was pure bliss for her... Her own little paradise... Feeling her body pressed against his brought her more comfort than anything she had ever known, and any sorrow or pain left by his absence immediately disappeared...
After a moment, she drew her head back slightly, her eyes twinkling with amusement as they looked into his...* "You don't waste a moment... Whatever happened to being a proper gentleman...?"
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Post by Andoral on Jan 1, 2005 13:27:47 GMT -5
Pheondo smirk remained even after her teasing comment.
"Since when was I ever a proper gentleman, m'lady, when it was just you and I and no one else around."
She laughed at him and pulled away. Pheondo was reluctant of letting her go, but he couldn't hold her. He knew he would never be able to tame that fiery spirit of hers which she inheirted from her father.
"What do you have in store for us today?" he asked. He already had a mind of his own of what he wanted to do, but he would only do that of what she wanted. It gave him pleasure to give the same to her.
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Post by Kait on Jan 1, 2005 13:46:35 GMT -5
*Anorel smirked slightly, her happiness putting her in quite a playful mood.* "Hm... Well, I'm tempted to lock you in my chambers for all eternity so you can never leave again... However, I'm willing to settle for anything that involves spending time with you... I'm free all day so..." *She trailed off, taking him by the hand as she slowly led him through the garden, much too excited to stay standing in one place.* "While I'm tempted to ignore you and punish you for your absence and your dedication to your land, there's no point in punishing myself as well... So I'm willing to do whatever you ask of me..." *She turned her head to look at him, her bright smile never leaving her lips.* "Did you have anything in mind...?"
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Post by Andoral on Jan 1, 2005 14:49:19 GMT -5
Pheondo was in awe at just hearing her talk...everything she did never cease to amaze him. He watched her as she trailed in front of him as she led him to a different spot.
"Did you have anything in mind....?"
Pheondo's smiled remain as he stepped closer to her and pushed her hair back behind her hair, then he brushed his fingertips across her pouty soft lips. His darted frantically as he quickly chose to take in every detail that gazed back at him. Her deep chocolate brown eyes told a romantic story all their own.
"I was fond of the locking in the chambers idea..."
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Post by Sy'mara on Jan 1, 2005 16:01:01 GMT -5
The sight was very odd for this country. But she had finally made it through the Misty Mountains with a few other travelers and was now on her own. She had been traveling from Rohan, with means to arrive in Bree in the following months. Everyone knows a single young woman could not make it through the Misty Mountains, and despite her stubborn will, she knew this and hired a man as her guide through the treachorous mountains. But the travel was not so bad, thanks to her guide and the season which they chose to travel.
They seperated their ways at the end of the paths through the mountains. She paid him what money she had, which took all she had. This was quite the dilemma for her, but she would worry about that tomorrow. So she always said.
Her name was Pandora, a small young half-elf woman...very thin. Every feature of her was long and thin, from her nose to her figure to her finges. Her eyes were large, accentuating her face with their dark brown color...almost black. Her short hair was cut short like a mans...but thats another story. She was garbed in a simple brown dress...and dark brown with a lighter brown tunic. Most travelers are cloaked, but hers was in use.
For in front of her rode a small figure...a very small figure. It was so bundled up in her cloak that you could not see it's face or its race.
"Mummy, where are we going?"
Pandora rolled her eyes, as the young boy snatched off his hood and looked up at his mum with the same brown eyes as hers. He favored his mum quite a bit, the same thin frail figure with big eyes. Unlike her however, he had the pointed ears from his elven blood. She hoped to see him one day be accepted by the pure elven race...but that was too much to hope for. She knew that.
"Llel how man times are you gonna ask Mummy this before we arrive?" she asked with a smile on her face as she kept her eyes on the path ahead of her.
"But Mummy, Bree is too far, I wish you would change your mind and live in Rivendell....Grandpa Gren told me that--"
"Never you mind what Grandpa Gren has told you, No one can just waltz into Lord Elrond's Rivendell and expect him to allow you to live there. Especially that of our kind...You should know that by now, halfling."
Pandora was very wary of the elves, and their unacceptance of the half-elf's. Not so much of Queen Arwen's son Eldarion, for he is royality, but she has seen those of Mirkwoods' attitudes and does not take it too kindly. She is very unsure of those elves of Rivendell, but she doesn't want to take chances. She would not stop in Rivendell unless there was cause--
Her thoughts were quickly interrupted by the stumbling of her horse. Tripping under his own feet he suddenly hit the ground head first. She heard Llel scream as they both fell one with the horse. Pandora blacked out only temporarly and awoke quickly to see her son struggling underneath the weight of the dead horse, whos neck had obviously broken. She was suddenly glad she did not take her mare Biinder with her...
Quickly she hurried to her feet and rushed to her son. He was not crying...this worried her as she struggled to get him from underneath the weight.
"Llel! Llel! Are you okay?" she questioned constantly as she flipped him over into her lap. He opened his eyes and looked up at her, now struggling to get up.
"I'm fine, mummy. What about Fleon?" That was the borrowed horses name. Glad to see that her son was not hurt and staying with no broken bones and only a few scratches, she sighed an looked to the horse. He carried a lot of weight...maybe too much weight.
"I suppose we shall have to walk from here, my dear..." Pandora knew this meant they would have to stop at Rivendell...this worried her.
Her and her son traveled, he held her hand diligently carrying a little pouch on her back, upon her own Pandora carried the remainder of their belongings on her own back. She was weary and for once was glad to see the gates of Rivendell ahead.
"Mummy, Mummy look the elves!"
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Post by Kait on Jan 1, 2005 17:52:36 GMT -5
*Anorel couldn't help but laugh softly as she gazed up at him... Was it possible to love anyone more than she loved him...? She didn't think it was...* "Somehow I thought you might be..." *She shook her head lightly, her dark hair briefly falling into her face. Letting go of his hand, she laced her arm through his, a smirk on her face...* "Come, my lord... We have much to catch up on..." *As they left the garden and began their way through Imladris, she leaned lightly against Pheondo, everything forgotten and every sound drowned out by the beating of his heart... As soon as they reached her chambers, she gently pulled him inside, closing and locking the door behind them so that no one could interrupt their time together...* ((Don't worry, Rin... I haven't forgotten you. I know how to bring our characters together after Pheondo and Anorel have their moment together. ))
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Post by Andoral on Jan 1, 2005 19:32:01 GMT -5
Pheondo smirked as she returned to his embrace after charging the door to keep strangers out. Slowly he let his hands explore her body as he took in her scent. Not wanting to waste anytime, he turned her around so her back was facing him. Gently he put her hair together and got it out of the way of her white delicate neck.
His lips found the softness of her skin at the back of her neck as his breath sent shivers down her spine. His light gentle kisses move to her bare shoulder as his hands moved down the length of her arms.
"I missed you..." he whispered as his mouth found the pointy tip of her ear as his tongue carressed it.
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Post by Kait on Jan 1, 2005 19:56:43 GMT -5
*Anorel moaned softly at his touch, hardly able to breathe... Both her heart and her body had longed for him for what felt like an eternity, even though it had only been a short time that they were apart... The chills he sent down her spine as he whispered in her ear were almost more than she could stand...* "Not as much as I've missed you..."
*For a brief moment, she wondered if she was deserving of a love that felt this wonderful... However, it proved difficult to wonder about anything at the moment... She didn't want to think... She just wanted to feel... Whether she deserved him or not, he was there... She closed her eyes, giving herself over fully to the precious moment, a slight smile coming to her lips as her flesh ached for him...*
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Post by Andoral on Jan 1, 2005 20:22:47 GMT -5
Hearing her moan only urged him more as his hands explored further up her body, her body which was under his ownership. She was his...all his, nobody's but his. It thrilled him. She was perfect.
As his hands went up her torso, his fingers following the seam lines of her dress, up to her breast and at first softly cupping them, then roughly as he pressed her against him.
That most sensitive spot between his legs began to harden as he body molded against his. As she leaned on him harshly he let out a slight gasp and bit her neck slightly.
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Post by Sy'mara on Jan 1, 2005 23:33:01 GMT -5
(( wow its getting a little hot in here))
Pandora and Llel dragged towards the gates, and they were hardly in full view of them, when two elves robed in silver rode up to them on white horse...bareback of all thing. They were fair of face and very tall, Pandora felt inferrier to them. Her and Llel both stopped in their tracks looking up at them dumbfounded. They definintly had a better auora about them then the Mirkwood elves.
"What brings you to Rivendell, m'lady?" one of them asked looking down upon her with an expressionless face. Pandora stopped as she tried to find the right words. She wanted too look brave in front of her son, but even she was absolutely dumbfounded by the sight that stood before them.
"Our horse stumbled and fell...we need other means to travel to get to Bree."
She was too concentrated on the sight before, that she didn't notice the thunder rolling in the distance. Llel immediatley noticed it and dropped his pack running to the saftey of his mother skirt.
"We can offer you shelter in one of our vacants. The little one and you shall be guest in our homes." said the other elf, now smiling down at her. He had just recieved word from Elrond through the elven power of the mind. Pandora simply nodded a thank you.
The next thing she knew she was mounted upon of the horses with Llel sitting in front of her as they entered the city, horns blew at the announcment. Pandora paniced.
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Post by Andoral on Jan 2, 2005 23:49:09 GMT -5
Pheondo stopped his antics suddenly. He stepped away as Anorel turned to face him. He had a puzzled look on his face, something was different. She wasn't enjoying his company obviously.
"Whats wrong?"
Outside an announcement could be heard, but nothing Pheondo was worried about at the moment.
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