A/N: First one-shot for LotR, so please forgive me if it's completely useless;)

Disclaimer: Obviously, I don't own Lord of the Rings or its characters. That would never happen, anyway, seeing as I'm too impatient to have the time to make a whole world up of my own.

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Aragorn felt exceptionally light.

Without the grasp of war on his back anymore – with the ring destroyed, and Sauron defeated, and all the hobbits safe and the remaining Fellowship of the Ring reunited – he could not see anything wrong with the world for the time being.

As he and Legolas watched the perfect, clear liquid of the waterfall in Rivendell fall down, and the sun falling beyond their sight and below the horizon, Aragorn laughed quietly to himself.

"What?" Legolas asked in the language of the Elves.

"Nothing, my friend," Aragorn replied. "I was merely thinking how a year ago, I thought I might never see this place again."

Yes; Middle-earth was completely at peace.

The only wish Aragorn could think of was to see Arwen again.

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