This is only a short, one chapter fic, written from Arwen's point of view
after the death of Aragorn, Please read and review.
Disclaimer: I own none of Lord of the Rings or any bits of the script used
here so don't shoot me, thankyou. x
Thankyou to Amdlstar, Jupiter's Light and the evil witch queen for your
kind reviews, it's taken a while but I have finally gotten round to
expanding on this as suggested so it is now longer and (hopefully) better.
The fading of the Evenstar
'Whether by the sword or the slow decay of time, Aragorn will die. And
there will be no comfort for you... no comfort to ease the pain of his
passing. He will come to death, and image of the splendour of the kings of
men, in glory undimmed before the breaking of the world. But you my
daughter... you will linger on in darkness and in doubt... As nightfall in
winter that comes without a star. Here you will dwell, bound to your grief,
under the fading trees... until all the world is changed... and the long years
of your life are utterly spent.'
My father's words come back to me now, but they bring no comfort, only
sorrow. I am alone. I do not regret my choice, I love Aragorn, and always
will, I just wonder why this fate has been brought upon me. My grief is
beyond tears, beyond hope. My life ahead seems dark, lonely and full of
despair, all I want now is to die, to be with him and at peace once again.
Never now, will I smile or laugh, without him there is no joy in the world.
I am not the only one who grieves, the skies darken with sadness, the very
earth is frozen with pain, the people of the city are Grey-faced and solemn
and yet I watch them do what I cannot, pick up the pieces of their old
lives and carry on.
The funeral was the worst, having to put on a brave face, when behind the
façade I was screaming for help, dying from within. I feel like a child,
heartbroken. What I really want is to see my father, to be able to stay
safe in his arms as I did when I was young, protected from the outside
world, he is the only one who would truly understand my pain. But even
this, I cannot do, I cannot see him, he has travelled on to the undying
lands, where I cannot follow, that choice I made long ago. Both my Atar,
and Estel have left me, I am alone.
The pain of our parting is always with me, grief presses down upon me as a
weight on my shoulders, dragging me down further and further into a sea of
despair in which I'm drowning. I'm crying out to be rescued but rescue does
not come, there is no one there, for I am alone.
At night I close my eyes, praying for sleep to block out the pain if just
for a few short hours. I instead, our last few moments together flicker
before my eyes like a slideshow. When sleep does come, his face haunts my
dreams, and I wake to hear his last words ringing in my ears.
Days and nights pass, merging into a blur of tears and heartache. There is
nothing to live for, no hope on the horizon, just a barren wasteland of
emptiness.
I can no longer stay here in this place; Aragorn's footsteps still sound in
the hallways, his voice still echoes through the halls, a thousand memories
come back to me now, each with their bittersweet thoughts of him, each
bringing a fresh wave of pain and despair,
I cannot stay here,
I need to be free...
There it is, hope you liked it, please review, thankyou.
Lozfairy x
after the death of Aragorn, Please read and review.
Disclaimer: I own none of Lord of the Rings or any bits of the script used
here so don't shoot me, thankyou. x
Thankyou to Amdlstar, Jupiter's Light and the evil witch queen for your
kind reviews, it's taken a while but I have finally gotten round to
expanding on this as suggested so it is now longer and (hopefully) better.
The fading of the Evenstar
'Whether by the sword or the slow decay of time, Aragorn will die. And
there will be no comfort for you... no comfort to ease the pain of his
passing. He will come to death, and image of the splendour of the kings of
men, in glory undimmed before the breaking of the world. But you my
daughter... you will linger on in darkness and in doubt... As nightfall in
winter that comes without a star. Here you will dwell, bound to your grief,
under the fading trees... until all the world is changed... and the long years
of your life are utterly spent.'
My father's words come back to me now, but they bring no comfort, only
sorrow. I am alone. I do not regret my choice, I love Aragorn, and always
will, I just wonder why this fate has been brought upon me. My grief is
beyond tears, beyond hope. My life ahead seems dark, lonely and full of
despair, all I want now is to die, to be with him and at peace once again.
Never now, will I smile or laugh, without him there is no joy in the world.
I am not the only one who grieves, the skies darken with sadness, the very
earth is frozen with pain, the people of the city are Grey-faced and solemn
and yet I watch them do what I cannot, pick up the pieces of their old
lives and carry on.
The funeral was the worst, having to put on a brave face, when behind the
façade I was screaming for help, dying from within. I feel like a child,
heartbroken. What I really want is to see my father, to be able to stay
safe in his arms as I did when I was young, protected from the outside
world, he is the only one who would truly understand my pain. But even
this, I cannot do, I cannot see him, he has travelled on to the undying
lands, where I cannot follow, that choice I made long ago. Both my Atar,
and Estel have left me, I am alone.
The pain of our parting is always with me, grief presses down upon me as a
weight on my shoulders, dragging me down further and further into a sea of
despair in which I'm drowning. I'm crying out to be rescued but rescue does
not come, there is no one there, for I am alone.
At night I close my eyes, praying for sleep to block out the pain if just
for a few short hours. I instead, our last few moments together flicker
before my eyes like a slideshow. When sleep does come, his face haunts my
dreams, and I wake to hear his last words ringing in my ears.
Days and nights pass, merging into a blur of tears and heartache. There is
nothing to live for, no hope on the horizon, just a barren wasteland of
emptiness.
I can no longer stay here in this place; Aragorn's footsteps still sound in
the hallways, his voice still echoes through the halls, a thousand memories
come back to me now, each with their bittersweet thoughts of him, each
bringing a fresh wave of pain and despair,
I cannot stay here,
I need to be free...
There it is, hope you liked it, please review, thankyou.
Lozfairy x
