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RATING: 11+ (Maturity Level /Age). There is some peril/violence and scary situations. (But nothing you KidzTalkers/Netters can't handle, since my other stories have been worse in blood. Use your brain, though, since some things characters say take some piecing together.)
 
With this chapter will get our first obvious clue about our villain, the Liantetar [li-ant-e-TAR] (Spider King in Quenya), and his evil blade Morianga [mory-ANG-ga] (what Uial has been calling the nythblud). We have had few clues to who Uial may be fighting until now: a Gondorian man who knows her as a savior of his troops, but now uses his evidently new powers of controlling spiders, including his mount Bethesda [best-es-da] , to get his revenge. But why? Uial has obviously done only good towards him. But sometimes good things can result in bad experiences.
 
Also, Farin refers to her with her other names when speaking to her. As you can see, "Uailithil" is one of the only Silvan names she has. Most of her other elvish names are in Quenya modes. Also, when she's scared or fearful, she speaks in Elvish predominantly, as you'll see later! 
 
{REPOST A/N} So I added the remainder of the chapter to this as well! We get some more Elvish, and some more songs, as they travel from the Forest to Bree's Prancing Pony (if you made a character for the story make sure you comfirm her/him below!). As always, some of the Elvish is not entirely accurate and an Elvish expert (LOL) may find mistakes. Hey! I'm not a conlang scholar so don't roast me! Geez XD And as promised, the chapter is longer; you may notice that I added chapter 5 into this because this is the remainer! The Second Chapter is comprised of 4 mini chapters because this is Uial's journey to Lorien ("Westward to the Sea and Eastward to Lorien").
 
Enjoy and please comment.

The Tale of the Nightingale

Chapter Five of Uialithil's Story by GemHeart

IV: In the Trollshaw Forest


The woods were deep and no light came through the thick leaves til afternoon came. She had been riding through the Trollshaw forest for about an hour now, keeping a steady canter; she knew from her map that soon they would emerge onto the outskirts of the wood.
 
Aiglos moved swift and silent on the cool grass. Uialithil knew that on any other horse the journey would take until midnight to finally reach the East-West road, but at this rate (and on this stallion) they would be in the Prancing Pony by that time, or earlier. Nevertheless, Uialithil was missing warm fires of home, as the wind was growing icier and louder as the day drew on.
 
Before long she noticed the hoofbeats of another horse behind her. A voice she recognized rose in a cry, saying:
 
"Ai! Aiya Lady Uialithil! I bid you, come meet me!"
 
Uial twisted at the hips, turning Aiglos 180 degrees. "Farin?"
 
The young elf emerged from the shadows on his white-and-grey mare, both panting. His dark hair was more tussled than usual, mostly because he had been having trouble keeping up. She had little trouble discerning him as he approached. "Lindir and Glorfindel sent me," he breathed.
 
"And why?" Uialithil asked flatly, as he finally brought his horse to a halt.
 
"I have messages and a parcel," Farin said. "I have been riding for half a day after you! Yet you would not stop- alas, as it has always been in a race between my faithful mare Vilya, and Aigloslilta, of the Firstborn elfhorse herd! He is of the winged kind, and-"
 
Uialithil sighed and cut him off. "Well, I wish not to waste precious time. Will you make your errand quick, Farin?"
 
"Ah, yes Lady!" he said. Uial hesitated, as he had just offered her a bundle of rich dark blue cloth. Seeing this, he added gently, "They rid nythblud of the curse. It was discovered that is was once called morianga liantetar , or the 'dark iron' of the 'spider-king'."
 
"And why was it called that?" asked Uialithil.
 
Farin shook his head. "For reasons I was not told, Elveaselde! What will you call it?"
 
"It can earn a name for itself," she said in a hard tone. "To me, it will always be morianga... or perhaps I will just call it fuiokhor. That is night blood, from the Silvan tongue, from which nythblud was derived... but I wish not to use it." she wrapped her fingers around the exposed black hilt and drew it from it's protective fabric.
 
"Lindelë e-tinweear," Farin insisted softly, "it is of good make, the curse came after. It will make an excellent companion for Elenmacil- perhaps it will treat you well!"
 
Uialithil slid the blade into the sheath slung around Aiglos's neck, and straightened up. "All right, then. But I must heed Mithrandir's words: that evil objects  are made to be inhabited as such. I must be careful. Now, the messages? Did something happen?"
 
"Oh, no! They're just good wishes, Elveaselde, of a quick journey home and of safety! Lord Elrond has not caught word yet of your... ahem... detour..."
 
"All the better," smiled Uialithil.
 
Farin smiled and began to recite the messages: "Glorfindel wishes you to be safe and fast, and says that if you ever need him to not be afraid to call on him. Lindir says to be safe as well. Arwen, Elladen, Elrohir, Legolas, Bilbo... they all wish you a speedy return. And lastly, I say hello to you!"
 
"And to you. Thank you, Farin. Do be careful on the way back, there's some holes by the stream that may trip you up." Uialithil said, "Namarie!" Farin waved, and brought his mare around in a half circle, and took off back under the Trollshaw forest.
 
Before long, Uialithil arrived on the outskirts of the forest, and set up a small camp. "We will rest here for a few moments, before we set off to Bree," she told Aiglos, and casting a look over the star-studded sky, began a short prayer. She finished with, "ar i Eru i or ilyë mahalmar ëa tennoio!"
 
Which meant, "and of the One who is above all thrones for ever”.
 

was well after midnight when Farin returned. But almost right away he was packing up again, determined to be in Deere before Uialithil arrived. Glorfindel had told him to keep an eye on her, and was waiting for him as he loaded up his packs onto Vilya.
 
"She is well, by the moon's light she will be on the East-West road- and by the new moon she'll be on the outskirts of Caras Galadhon!" Farin told him.
 
"Surely she wasn't that far away?" GlorFindel said, a little anxiously,
 
"Her horse is the swiftest of any gifted by Elrond," said Farin, grunting as he swung a heavy bag off Vilya. It hit the ground and stirred up dust near the mare's hooves, and she uneasily shifted her front feet. "The greatest, it may seem, of any elven horse."
 
Glorfindel sighed, and behind him came Legolas. "Ai, prince! Surely you must be resting? Soon you will be on the road, and in danger. Rest is needed!"
 
Legolas looked to the east. "Where is your Lady heading?"
 
"At length, Lorien, Tar! At the moment she is on the road to Bree and then to another town near there. She was very eager to leave," Farin said, referring to his encounter with her earlier. "But she seemed pained. I could sense that she missed home, even if she was but a day's ride away."
 
"Her travels have taken her much farther?" Legolas questioned.
 
Farin laughed. "Oh, yes! More than a month's ride, even on Aiglos- it could be nearly two months on any other horse. She has been to everyplace you could perceive, if only for a passing glance. Now, she has been to Mirkwood, as you know."
 
"And what did she find there? She did not tell me the full story. I only remember seeing her briefly in the forest."
 
"Only curses and ill will. But she said she met you there. Shortly after she came back home she confined in me that she met a 'elf-prince of sun, in his hands a long knife and in the other a shortbow: he did not mean me harm, yet it felt to me he could do any sum of it, even in his apparent fragileness'. She then went on to say," Farin laughed at Legolas's amused face, "that you met in the forest but you seemed rather worried, and when she came to see your father she only left with her head.
 
"'King Thranduil could burn a hole in the back of anyone's head,' she said to me. 'just by staring at them. He's a rather mean-spirited person in a vague sort of way, but I could feel grief in his heart. It was raw, and anything could break it. So I kept to myself how angry I felt at his apparent subbornness.'
 
"'Why?' I had laughed. 'You have never held your tongue for anyone. Have you fallen in love with the King of Mirkwood?'
 
"She went red and said, 'Of course not! What do you take me for? I confide in you, and you-' she took a deep breath, as if the suggestion disgusted her, and said, 'But the son is another matter.'
 
"'Ah, yes.' I said. 'The Prince? Well. You've came this far, and now you know that the King will not do what Elrond wishes. So, what will you do?'" Farin leaned forward, and whispered to them both. "And so Uialithil, our Sea-Queen, went to the Battle of the Five Armies. None but I know this. I covered for her during her absence, and I believe I did quite well."
 
"What did she mean, 'the son is another matter'?" asked Legolas.
 
Glorfindel sighed. "It is as clear as the stars in the sky, is it not? She may not have fallen in love with King Thranduil, but with his son. Uialithil knows when to keep her mouth shut, and when to open it, and when to use it. These are all very clear variations, you understand. She will not tell anyone of her feelings, not  because she's ashamed of them. but because she feels they may do harm to others. And she was right."
 
Farin gave a small laugh. "Well, we all know you're quite entranced by her," he said to Glorfindel.
 
Glorfindel had a straight face, but everyone could tell that his unspoken thoughts were full of a sort of swirling furious emotion. "In short, yes, Farin. But I will not trod on her happiness. I had only come to find out of this apparent love by word of Arwen and Aragorn, who can see it in anyone. Arwen asked me about it, and I had not yet known. But I am not angry at her, whatever others may end up saying."
 
"You should," Farin said.
 
Glorfindel ignored him. "Furthermore, Prince- she had grown ever more fond of you, and her childish love has grown to be mature. A little-girl crush to a true, exclusive love. It is your choice, to accept her feelings and return them, or to remain, as she believes, unaware of it."
 
Legolas sighed, hiding his slight smile behind his hand. "What do you suggest?"

 

Uialithil took a sighing breath and began to sing softly, her hands slowly moving over her knife blade looking for nicks:
 
E-elen, e-isil,
yuale crith,
Huine lindale e-sire, hina,
tyelpë-luini elen zôr,
fum, olor,
tinuviel rámali.
fum, olor...
 
This song was of the Quenya tongue, and roughly translated to: "Of stars {and} of moon,/twilight runes/Night song of {the} river, child/silver-blue star fire/sleep, dream, /nightingale wings.../sleep, dream..." It was an old lullaby that Galadriel had sung to her when she was very young. Why it came back to her now, she did not know.
 
Aiglos snorted from behind her. She sat up and stared at him. "What?" she said, rather playfully, "do you not like that song? Then shall I sing of you?" Aiglos bobbed his head and Uialithil gave a sly smile. "All right then, Aigloslilita:
 
Running water, feathered wings
of the firstborn horse herd kings
They leap and fly,
 running over the sky!
 
Eldar rocco!
Eldar rocco!
Silver manes of light
Swifter than any-
 
Uialithil paused, for she had heard something. Aiglos's ears perked up, and in unison both leapt up as a huge furry creature came into view of their glade. "A cave-troll!" she hissed, throwing the few items she had removed from Aiglos back onto him and swinging onto his back. She crouched on his back, his black pelt doing them well as they hide in the shadows, Uialithil cupping her pale hands on his frosty mane to avoid detection.
 
A tall black furry troll came into the pale light with a huge wooden club. It gave a low growl in it's throat, turning in a huge circle, and the club knocked into the trees and broke their thin trunks. The noise was half-deafening,
 
"Vara inyahuo-" she hissed.
 
Aiglos gave a low whinny.
 
"A nore amnorie!" she whispered to him, and he leaped over a broken trunk and its snapped splinters, landing away from the troll.
 
"I do hear a little elfin horsie!"
 
Uialithil held her breath.
 
"I do smell one too! Aw yes- the tender meat of horsie! Birds do not compare. nor do rabbits or the bats of the air!" the troll turned about. "If I catch it will it squeal? The horsie and its elvish rider- what a fine meal!"
 
"Fly!" she yelled. Aiglos took off, his hooves thundering. The troll noticed and she pulled out her blade, ready to strike, as it ran after them. "Over the hill, away the trees- to the East West road!" she cried, and with that they pulled away from the troll.
 
The moonlight shone down on them. They reached the road as midnight reached its height,

Back in Rivendell, Farin was reading quietly in Elrond's Great Hall. In to see him was Glorfindel, and the two sat in silence for some time. "She is halfway to Bree by now," commented Farin. "Give or take a week or so to reach Caras Galadhon, but no doubt Haldir will come for her."

"I do not doubt that." Glorfindel replied.
 
Farin sighed. "You only realize your love for things once they are gone. It seems your own has grown over her time in Rivendell. Did she come back fairer than ever? I believe you are only bitter about her leaving because she will come to see Legolas again in Lorien."
 
Glorfindel gave a surpressed smile. "She was always fairer than any to me. I know she is too low for me, of what I am," he said, "I am so much older than her, and I was brought back to life.  Legolas is all that nearer. Yet she feels distant to me."
 
"Legolas is a prince," Farin said. "And Uialithil is a lowly no-name Silvan elf. His father will no doubt tell him to do better, if they wed. And Lord Elrond will find you two an odd match, maybe even forbidden, as you, if you had died, never would have lived to see her as she is now."
 
"I am torn, Farin-"
 
"And why is that, Lord Glorfindel?" came a wise voice, and Elrond came into the hall. He wore a pale grey robe with a silver circlet in his dark hair, and his eyes were soft.
 
Farin quickly grabbed the book he had been leafing through and stuck his nose in it. "He's torn because he can't help me decide a good ending for Bilbo's travel book!" he improvised, "What would you rather pick for the Red Book, milord, 'and they all lived happy ever after', or-"
 
Elrond held up a hand. "I have heard enough to know of love for my foster-daughter, Glorfindel. She can love whomever she pleases, but I have come to see she does not love you."
 
"As a friend only," said Farin.
 
"No, Lord. But I have, since the day I met her." he stood up confident and tall. "But now I see her giving her heart to the elf-prince, and my own aches."
 
"It shall for a long while. But I see the good in Legolas, and his intent to treat her as one should."
 
"And do you not see mine?"
 
"I have not looked, for she has not wished to be with you." Elrond said solemnly. "If one day she does, I will give my blessing; but I see something between her and him that reminds me of Celebrian and myself. The love is growing, even as they are apart." he paused. "I am sorry this pains you, Glorfindel."
 
Glorfindel sighed. "Then what must I do?"
 
"Learn to love again," said Elrond.
 
Glorfindel's eyes flashed. Sensing this and the elf-lord's shock at such a suggestion, Elrond replied softly, "and if you cannot do that, learn to live without her. You must be happy for her. I am aware that you have never told her of what you feel for her."
 
"I have tried, but I cannot bring myself to tell her," replied Glorfindel. "She is of a kind sort, and will feel burdened if she does find out. If she is to be with Legolas, I see not the reason to."
 
"Perhaps that is best," murmured Elrond. "You must learn to let it go. This is one of the worst kinds of grief, to love purely and then to have to let them go. Love her as you may, Glorfindel, but let her go as if she has gone away from you."
 
"I wonder when I will see her again," Glorfindel said, "I don't think I could bring myself to."
 
"But what if she is to be lost to us?" Farin interjected, having put down the Red Book.
 
"Then perhaps he should tell her," said Elrond.
 
Glorfindel looked rather shocked, staring at both of them with vague disdain. "Ai! What a dreadful thing to say. She will live to sing to the children of yen to come! I know she will live, as sure as is my hope that Galadriel will live forever, or that the Ring will be destroyed."
 
Elrond smiled. "I wish all that true."

 

Translations

Here are the translations if not provided by the text:

  • "Aiya"
Quenya for "hail!"
 
  • "Vilya"
This is also Quenya, "air/sky".
 
  • "Elveaselde"
This is "starlike daughter".
 
  • "Lindelë e-tinweear"
Like above, this is Quenya for "music/song on starseas".
 
  • "Eldar rocco"
This is Quenya for "elf horse". Horse can also be rokko. 
 
  • "Vara inyahuo"
This means "dirty female dog". Yeah, Quenya: use your brain. It's an indirect swear: vague enough that a kid couldn't fugure it out if she/he didn't know what is being talked about. Tolkien never swears in his works. 
 
  • "A nore amnorie"
Quenya for "run faster!"



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Gem... uhh... would you rather I turn Gemmalyn and Nori into a solo project, because you don’t seem to be enjoying writing it so much. I know this is more your style, would you rather I just pick it up?
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Oh... I'm so sorry. If you want to, you can. I wont be able to do it past summer, since my rents are cutting off our WiFi.
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it’s OK, we can keep it going till then, if you want to! I just know you’ve been busy, and I didn’t want it to be a burden.
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Still very much love this chapter!



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