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Faeirex (and minor Legolas comments)
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Date Posted: 19:59:33 06/18/02 Tue
Faeirex jumped backwards cat-like as the arrow thudded into the ground by her feet. Faster than any natural flame, it crept, eating up winter-brittle twigs with the hunger of a thousand locusts. Both elves backed away from the startling heat on the crisp morning.
Around her she heard the oaths as warriors realised what was happening, gathering into a defensive circle in the center, swords drawn as if by pure force they could hold off the flames. She and Legolas joined them.
Caught up in the overriding current of fear, for a moment, Faeirex froze. The flames reflected back from her widened eyes, casting her features in an orange glow. Like a cornered animal, she cowered away, seeing the thing that forest dwellers fear most of all - fire.
Legolas searched desparately for an escape. There was no way out- flames surrounded them on all sides. He coughed in the rising smoke that clung to them possessively, trying to claim the prisoners for its own.
"Lómódë!"
She was frightened, her eyes wide and scared. He wished he could comfort her, but what could he say? Instead, he pulled her behind him, placing his own body between her and the flames.
"Lómódë, you mustn't panic." he told her urgently. "Try to keep calm. Don't give in."
His words shook her from the moment of stupor.
Survival of the fittest.
Fear weakened her, but it would not conquer her. With an effort, she slowed her breathing, ruthlessly chasing down the emotion and locking it away deep inside her mind. It was replaced by a deadly, icy calm. The very air around her seemed to chill, pushing back the heat from the trapped men as she concentrated.
Faeirex reached deep down inside herself, calling on the tangled threads of magic that dwelt there. She pulled them together, combining them into a single cord of pure power nestling close to her heart. The world fell away as she submerged herself in the magic, becoming a part of it. She was the air, she was earth, fire and water.
"Rain."
The word was so quiet, yet her voice was unsheathed like a dagger, cutting through the noise to reach every ear. And rain came. Dark clouds condensed from the previously clear sky, thundering ominously above. Rain beat down in a sharp tattoo, smothering angrily hissing flames and dousing her in deliciously cool water that chased away the smoke's ashy kiss.
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