Trapped

I lost him that day!

*Silver Mist's POV*

Still grinning, I crossed my legs, swung one arm behind my back, and the other across my chest, and bowed, my long hair swinging down and sweeping the deep brown rocks and dirt. "Second breakfast is served".

I jumped into the air, landing with my legs slightly bent, but no longer crossed. My arms, by instinct, landed gently onto the hilts of my knives. My cloaks hood had slipped over my hair, and lay, nestled on the crown of my head. I slowly turned my face upwards from the ground, meeting their gaze with my steely one. I was suddenly aware that the dwarves had all turned to look at me, their hands unintentionally straying for their weapons. We stood there in silence for a minute, then they all turned back to carving the deer and setting about a fire to roast it on.

Thorin, however, continued to stare at me, and I stood, unmoving, meeting his gaze. He seemed intent to not be the one to drop his sight first, but he eventually turned to look carefully at the weather, over my shoulder. I turned, and stood on the edge of the cliff, were I had slept before. Creeping out the shadows, unbeknownst to the dwarves, my horses appear from the forest, standing next to me protectively.

Soon I felt the scent of cooked meat, and Thorin stepped silently up to my shoulder. "You have changed, old friend" He said quietly and softly.

"And have you" I replied, "But I am not rude about it." The words tumbled out of my mouth, and immediately regretted saying them, but also there was a tiny part of me that almost felt that he deserved it.

Idiot! I thought to myself. He has 12 dwarves that are his command and respond to his very whim!

"I am sorry" I muttered, "but the years have not been kind to me" As my sentenced ended, my head drooped and hung shamefully at my chest. Grow up! You're acting soft! My own thoughts now echoed in my head, spinning around and around, taunting me.

"You still miss them" He sounded sympathetic, but as his voice rose with what I interpreted as disapproval near the end of his sentence, a small fire was lit in the empty cavern were my heart had been, and grew, eating hungrily at that splintered wood that my heart was once constructed of.

I spun around, and the fire in the deep chasm flew up into the pits of my eyes, my eyes filled a burning, all-consuming fire. My hands, which had remained in the top of the hilts of my knives, now slowing and skilfully reaching to grasp the hilts, ready to flick them from their scabbards at any second.

"You dare!" I said slowly and carefully, but I could feel my voice grow with something that I couldn't quite explain. "You dare!" I said louder, and felt the venom growing in my voice. "You lost your homeland that day! I lost my kin, my kin!, that day! We were lost fighting the evil in the woods, protecting you! But you would never think to check in those woods, would you? Because the MAD skin changers and their little elmines that cared for your LIVES don't matter to you, do they? Do they? You told your children about us! The MAD CREATURES OF THE WOODS! He died protecting you! He died in my arms! I lost him! My BROTHER!"

My voice rose louder and louder, filling the still air around me, reaching its crescendo, and it seemed with the flame consuming me. The dwarves had fallen silent, with their forks dug deep into the red-brown meat raised halfway to their lips. Their eyes were wide and their mouths gaping.

I turned my head back and saw the blank face of Thorin, void of emotions.

"I stopped loving long ago. I promised myself that I would never love again. The last and.... greatest of the Elmines, has stopped caring. The moon does not care for you, nor the fate of this world."

I stood silent, shocked for a moment at my outburst. I looked down, and my hands were shaking with surprise and fright. My head flicked up again, then I composed myself briefly, pulled my hood further over my eyes. "You know the purpose of this quest for me Thorin Oakenshield." I spat at him.

I spun on my heel, flicking my coat around me, and whistled to my horses. They trotted past me, and as they did so, I grabbed the end of Thowra's mane and flung myself onto his back. The stallions then turned to a canter, then a gallop, and sprinted to the edge of the forest. When we reached the forest, we halted, just for a moment, and I turned my head back and looked at the camp.

Thorin was still were I had left him, and the others had not moved- but for one. Kili was standing in front of them, frowning at me in confusion. I caught his gaze for a moment, then dropped it, shaking my head solemnly. I lifted my head once more, and a sight filled my eyes. The death of my brother. His panting last breaths. I would not love again, but to the sisters of elmine. That was what I had promised him. And I do not break promises.

Against my will, falling, falling, dripping from my eyes, was a single, solitary tear. It nestled itself on my cheek, and I let my head hang once more. My horses nickered to each other, then spun, racing again into the forest. And as we went, I allowed myself one last glance. And they had forgotten. Going back to cooking and smoking. That was my destiny. To live through the centuries alone, and to be forgotten. But he was still standing there, his face creased with a frown I wished I could reach down and erase. But I could not. It was not my fate to love. It was my fate to continue through the many ages of this world alone.

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