(Chapter 2)
Ice, snow, cold and despair, loneliness ripping apart the soul, only the howling wind as company...
Why should the snow keep falling in this damned place, annoyance had taken hold of her spirit hours ago, as she found it needed to shake the heavy snow off her fur cloak again.
It had been long days and nights without sleep, the snow had began to cloud her mind and the horned abilities of surviving, things that before had seemed so easy to her, started to slip from her memory..
This place is going to kill me if i dont get out.. The thought was followed by the deepest sigh since she left Rivendell and soon she could no longer push the moment of need, almost empty after the long days in the mountains she picked up the last bread of her supplies and found it help little, she had to get out of these mountains.. Tonight!
Sprinting over stone and broken trees with bow in hand, the snow felt quickly around her to cover the light print of her path behind her, there was no way back now, she couldn't managed another day in the mountains and with heavy breath she climbed to the higher ground, still on knees she found herself stunned by the sight before her.
The great forest, Greenwood covered the ground as long as she could see, brilliant green leaves glowed in the silvery light of the moon.
''I'm coming now, Ada..'' Through the wind stole the words a small smile still lingered on her lips, as she carefully picked her way down the mountain, for first time in days, seeing some hope and that evening she found her rest below the mighty crowns of Mirkwood, the place she had once called home.
''Why isnt there any sounds here?'' The thought worried her the closer she came to the village she was born in, at this hour the kids should be playing, the younglings training and the parents prepare for the dinner, but the evening was silent and not a soul was to be seen, something was terrible wrong, nothing could change that much.. Or could it? ''Maybe im just wrong again.. it has been ages since i left...'' Her mumble sounded awfully loud in the silence and it was with the bow ready for kill she picked her way around the small wood houses, all as one had closed the windows and doors, nothing showed signs of life here and it was with heavy heart she turned around to leave the sad fate of her former home behind her.
With a shock that threat with make her heart stop a second, her sword went flying from the sheath by pure instinct to be locked in a clashing parry, sending a sounding shockwave of steel echoing between the trees.
Shock faded out, but not a movement was made, as ready as she had been for a fight, it helped nothing, the stun was complete when her mind finally caught up to her reflexes. Locked as she was in the parry, she could do nothing than to meet the angry staring eyes of her own mirror image.
''YOU?!'' The voice was like a low growl, but before Forelire could answer the sword was slicing towards her, a furious duel of sword followed, the singing sound of steel filled the air and soon Forelire found herself with her back against a tree, having the point of the sword against her throat. ''Not all things changes, i see.. Kill me or get over with it Melliniel, you have to tell me where he is..''
Melliniel stepped back, even in the dark she was taller and darker than forelire, a sense of pride and heritage rested on her like a mantle, one she seemed ready to defend, if it wasn't her own daughter she had caught. ''Lost in battle, your father is gone Forelire.''
