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~~Asleep~~
What am I doing here? I feel so refreshed, yet worn. Why do I feel numb and where is the world?
It's white. I don't know where I am but I can't be dead.. can I?
**Waking**
NOPE. NOT DEAD. I can slowly see shapes forming and I think that's a small plant. I feel small pain, but what happened?
--Awake--
It looks like a small cave I'm in, but why? I can feel a sharp pain below my chest, but ignore it. Too intrigued by my surroundings.
There are many shelves and cabinets, bottles of liquid and ashes everywhere.
I look down to try and figure what the pain is and all I get is bandages. My chest is wrapped up in heavy bandaging, it doesn't look very skillfully done. There is a figure of a human standing at the end if the mat I'm laying on, mixing a couple fluids in a wooden bowl.
I try to speak but my moth is so dry that it only makes a wheezing noise.
The slight sound must have startled the man, because he looked down at me startled.
Aragon.
The memory of everything was coming back to me all of a sudden, and I remembered everything that happened in my life of terrible unfortunate events.
Aragorn had gone back to mixing, glancing over at me every now and then. I felt okay, but I am mad at him still. He should learn to be smarter.
He stopped mixing and picked up the bowl, kneeling beside me.
"Can you sit up?" He asks me. I nod my head, pretty sure I can.
Sitting up, I cringe, feeling a slight pain in my chest area. Ignoring it I wait to see what he does.
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Well he's alive.
While he was asleep I managed to bandage him up and give him treatment. It acts as a pain killer, and it makes the wound heal faster.
I asked him to sit up and he managed just fine. I had been mixing a medicine to boost his energy back up, and it also seals any scrapes or, in his case, large open gashes.
I hold out the wooden spoon to his face, causing him to jerk back. I could tell he remembered everything, because he didn't really look to happy to see me.
"You have to eat it." I told him, gesturing to the spoon. He only sighed.
Taking the spoon he did what he was told, and I smiled at him, hoping he would forgive me now.
++++++LegolasPOV++++++
I still don't forgive him.
He MIGHT eventually earn back my trust, but not now. I stood up, feeling pretty good. All the pain I had had before just went from 100% to... 7%.
I started to pace, trying to fit in with the bandages. Looking around I could see we were in a small cave type room, with three candles in the corners as our light.
"I have been outside.." Aragorn started, " the war is not yet over."
"Then let's get back out there!" I replied, determined to knock the wind out of every Orc that threatened- no, make that even GLANCED at me.
"I'm not positive your ready for battle yet, your still recovering." He stated, eyeing my chest area. I was fully dressed, all except for my cape, boots, and my armor.
"Well.." I started to say, sliding my boots on, "I feel fine." I finished saying, pining my cape and adjusting it into place.
"That's great, but your not fine. You still have an open would, only just starting to heal." Aragorn had a point.
"Well what are we-" I was cut off by the hidden door opening. Well now I know where the door is. There was no one there, so how would the door have-
My thoughts were then cut off, because in ran a short, long red bearded man. Wait, scratch that, a Dwarf.
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Legolas, What If
FantasyThe Battle of Helms Deep is going as well as it can for a War, but just before victory Legolas is Hurt. How does this work out for Him? I'm not telling.