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Between Dawn and Dusk III: Seeking Sunlight by Lily Frost Dawn, cold and washed, reached reluctantly across Middle Earth's sky. Somewhere, deep in the mountains, two dark-haired warriors were mounting their horses, their minds bent on single purpose: the rescue and vengeance of the woman they cared for above all else; not a lover, sister or friend, but their mother. They were weary, exhausted even, travel worn, and wounded, but moving still with strength not of the body so much as of the will. Elrohir groaned as he heaved himself onto his mount. He hadn't intended to, but the wound on his side protested angrily as it rubbed against the inside of his tunic, no doubt inflamed and possibly infected. Elladan's gaze caught his, eyes grey as stormy skies meeting identical storms clouds in his twin's, lightening seeming to flash between them. "We can stop for a little while if you want to." He said slowly. "No we cannot." Elrohir amended, softly, grimly. "Not until we have found and rescued mother."
"I will for as long as I can. Then you must go ahead alone."
"Promise me that you will..."
"Yes," Elrohir agreed. "We must rescue her." He fell into silent despair, and his voice suddenly lowered, alarming Elladan with the sheer hopelessness of it, like gazing down a dizzying cliff face and knowing that you're going to jump either way. "Each moment, 'Dan, each moment we waste is another that they have her in their filthy clutches."
"What have they done already, I do not know, but they will do more while I can still stand." "Very well. You know your limits."
Elladan at last broke the silence, shattering it like glass. "Do you think she is still alive, 'Ro."
Elrohir was silent. "Did they destroy her? Did they rape her? Did they pillage her body and molest her mind?" Elladan continued, not realizing that he wasn't being listened too. Not noticing the way Elrohir winced with some of the words. "'Ro, tell me, please, pray tell, is she alive?"
Elladan dismounted and was at his side in an instant, holding him upright and whispering soothing words that meant nothing. "I am sorry, you know as much as I do." "All I know for certain is that we must continue." "I know that too." Elladan said, and once he was sure that Elrohir could sit alone without falling off, he mounted his horse again and squeezed his heels just so against him, silently encouraging him to start. The horses resumed their pace. 'Yes...' Elrohir thought. 'continue together.' |
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