【Wigolas】Till Time Do Us Part（5）：Room
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［Chapter 5］Room
He was lead into a room. An enormous room. Strange it was that aboard a ship crawling with sea creatures and covered in seaweeds, this room, unlike all else, was filled with the fragrant smell of woods and leaves. At the lattice was grown in a small clay pot a llittle tree, its soft green leaves greedily absorbing sunlight poured through the polished glass. All around the walls were hung dozens of charts carefully drawn by hand, decorated with circles and notes in ink red and blue, demonstrating all the waters, known or unknown, of this Carribean sea. At the far corner of the room, right beneath the window, was a wooden bed with white covers the size for one man. And on the wall above it was carved in wood with knife thin little stripes; on and on and on they spread across the wall, scarring all in their way. Five in a group, here must be thousands. And every thirtieth or so the group was underlined, every three hundredth circled. Legolas understood. A chart to keep track of time. He remembered the time he scratched similar charts on the planks of his boat. And for that time merely 90 appeared on the wood, but to carve thousands…he could not imagine. This must be of great anguish and desperation indeed.
‘Have you not a calendar?’ he asked.
‘Left in a hurry,’ the pirate smiled. Legolas could see it was a bitter smile.
‘…3 years ago?’
‘You're quick.’
‘Why?’
‘Long story,’ he said briefly, seeming unwilling to say more about it. ‘'Twas my curse. But first thing － let's get you some dry clothes.’
Legolas raised an eyebrow as Will walked to a wooden wardrobe deliacetly carved with bines. The priate seemed to have even more enigmas to him than him to the pirate. If he intended to rouse his interest, he had succeeded.
Will threw a clean white shirt of his back to Legolas, and went on to look for a pair of proper trousers. Legolas was just the same height as himself as he clearly remembered.
‘Actually, you could invoke Parley, you know,’ he said, ‘It would've been a lot easier.’
‘I am not accustomed to trusting a pirate for parleying.’
‘Wise choice,’ said he. His heart stung a little to hear this Legolas's despise to pirates. Perhaps he had a good reason. A feud with some of his nastier kind.
What happened? He couldn't help thinking. This Legolas seemed to have no memory of him or any time spent with him. Could he be suffering from amnesia? But he seemed perfectly normal apart from his unfriendly attitude. Or could it be that it was actually him whose brain had gone wrong?
He agitately threw a pair of black silk trousers and turned, waiting for Legolas to change. But the Elf was just standing there holding the clothes, not intending to move. There was an awkward silence.
‘Er...do you need anything else?’ Will hesitatedly broke the ice. ‘Socks? Shoes? I've got some boots...’
‘No...’ Legolas seemed equally embarrassed. ‘But are you not supposed to evade or...’
‘Oh sorry,’ Will suddenly realised the problem. ‘I was just used to...’
But then he realised he had said too much and shut his mouth. He walked past the Elf and exited, closing the door behind him. Maybe he needed some time alone to sort things out.
Though his crew certainly thought otherwise. Some, seeing him exiting, were clearly backing off from the door, as if they had been leaning against it to eavesdrop every word spoken.
‘All return to your post!’ he yelled, irritated.
The crowd rapidly broke apart and scattered across the deck, leaving Will standing alone in front of the Captain's Room, uneasy, knowing not what to do.
Finally he had his dream come true — being reunited with Legolas, but why was everything so different from what he thought? Was this some ridiculous joke that Hermes* sent to mock his illusional unrealistic fantsay and snap him back to the cruel ruthless reality? How could he possibly ever have happiness, let alone a happy ending?
His mind was totally messed up like the sea in a fiercest storm. He leaned against the rim of his ship and gazed into the pure blue sky. He blinked, then blinked again. Clouds slowly emerged in the sky and formed into a smiling face. Those pure blue eyes gazed into his, and soothed him with that clear clever calmness, telling him not to worry and think with his mind cleared out.
Alright, so Legolas has forgotten all about you, but you have no idea of what happened. Since the reason for his amnesia is nowhere to be found, the best solution for the present situation is to stop forcing him to remember and treat him well to bring him to at least like you, then use hints to see if he can recall any memory.
He bowed his head and sighed, and then raised it again. You can do this, Will. He tried to bring out a smile to encourage himself. With that cheerful grin on his face, he strided towards the restrooms.
*Hermes: God of Trade in Greek Myths, gifted with deciets.
［故事梗概］
莱戈拉斯被领进威尔的船长室，一切整洁无比，与这艘爬满海鲜的船格格不入。只是一串串竖杠刻满了整面墙壁，记载着三年中的每个煎熬的一天。而威尔却对此避而不谈，转而去给莱戈拉斯找干净衣物，却在莱戈拉斯尴尬的提醒下才想起走出门让精灵换衣服。在甲板上，威尔远眺大海，对自己的命运愤懑不平。望着蔚蓝的天，他终于平静下来，打定主意要让莱戈拉斯重新记起自己。
＊＊＊TNT（Till Next Time）＊＊＊
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