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Another Road Chapter 10
Chapter 10
If my father wished for me to suffer for my poor judgment, he was perhaps more successful than he intended. No one came to visit me during that long afternoon. Well after supper time Gwenen came to help me get ready for bed. When she learned that I had not eaten she ordered something from the kitchen, but I was not hungry. Long after I ( Read more... ) -
Another Road Chapter 9
Over the next few days I learned that my father made a habit of breakfasting in his rooms while going over the day’s retinue with Galion. I was not unwelcome at these sessions, but I soon found that I preferred eating with Ereglin in the kitchen. There was always a sense of happy bustle as the kitchen folk went about their daily work. At first ( Read more... ) -
Another Road Chapter 8
Ereglin looked different when he came to my room the next morning, and I realized with a start that he was not wearing the livery green of the keep. He was dressed instead in a light tunic of homespun weave with blue leggings underneath. The smile on his face put a sparkle into his brown eyes. “Good morning, Legolas,” he nearly sang, “I’ve gotten ( Read more... ) -
Chapater 7
I am really wondering where to go from here - more Legolas bits or more conflict?(ach, how I hate conflict, but it’s the meat and bread of a good story.) I’ve got some decent characters in place, but how do I get them moving? The next chapter is already framed, but beyond that I am going to have to get some more action in this story or it will put ( Read more... ) -
Another Road Chapter 6
Dawn had only just broken the next morning when I woke to the smell of grilled fish. Sleepily I opened my eyes and rolled over to see what was going on. Dimly I could see the silhouette of the king against the grey dawn of the morning. He was dressed in a simple tunic and carried a trencher in his hand. He grinned when he saw that I had awakened ( Read more... ) -
Another Road Chapter 5
At first all went well. I had no trouble finding the entrance to the servants’ corridors. There were plenty of torches on the walls to light my way. The pathway grew narrower as expected and I could feel that I was descending. As I proceeded, my confidence grew, and my pace increased. It was not until I had gone quite a ways that I realized that I ( Read more... ) -
Another Road Chapter 4
Gwenen was as good as her word. After coaxing me to try the oat porridge (it really wasn’t bad), we followed Ereglin down to the kitchens. The corridors we took were narrower than those we had taken the day before. The walls were smooth and the lanterns less frequent. Gwenen had me by the hand, and explained to me that we were taking the servants’ ( Read more... ) -
Chapter Three Another Road
I was glad for the cloak, for the air in the cave was chilly. Our footfalls sounded hollow and dense against the ground. I wore no shoes, and the rock beneath my feet felt rough, like sand frozen into stillness. I could hear my breathing and the breathing of my companions as we walked. The light finally gave out as we drew near to a large tunnel ( Read more... ) -
Another Road Chapter 2
I confess I had a hard time sitting still on the horse that morning, but Galion was most patient with me. For one thing, I had never needed to ride before. The little horses of the Village were mostly used to help with the work of farming. While we did take occasion to share festivals and high days with other villages, there wasn’t often cause to ( Read more... ) -
Another Road
This little story emerged from an earlier piece in an attempt to figure out what Legolas' backstory might really have looked like. . . to give him a bit more historical and cultural weight. If this piece works OK I make take the story Somewhere by writing a few more chapters. Let me know what you think.
Some crossroads can be seen from afar, planned ( Read more... )