There was a somber mood settling over what remained of the fellowship.
Sam and Frodo had left to continue on their mission and Merry and Pippin
had been kidnapped. Legolas tried to blink back the tears as he thought of
Boromir; he didn't deserve that death he thought. "Gimli keep up!" Aragorn
shouted over his shoulder at the struggling dwarf.
At that moment, he saw Aragorn and Gimli in a completely new light. He had always known in the back of his mind that eventually they would both die but it had never seemed that it would become a reality. He had never resented his immortality before, now it seemed like a cruel joke. I sympathized so much with Arwen at that moment, how painful it must be to be trapped in such a doomed love. I almost laughed out loud at the irony of my situation compared to hers, she has found the one true love of her immortal life who will most certainly die and break her heart while I'm betrothed to an immortal who I just about tolerate. At least I know how my life will be spent and I will never feel the pain of that kind of love. For that, I am grateful.
We continued on our journey in much the same way, agitated, forlorn and nearing the point of desperation. Our supplies of both food and arrows were running dangerously low and we all knew it. "What is the point," said Gimli breaking the silence "if we don't have food or weapons then how are we supposed to take on a band of orcs, let alone catch them up?"
"Well what would YOU suggest we do Gimli, since I'm sure you're full of bright ideas!" I snapped at him.
"Oh I don't know, you're the elf, you must know what to do!" he said sarcastically. Aragorn groaned and let his head drop in to his hands. "Not again! How are we supposed to be a fellowship if you two can't make peace?" He sounded so defeated and tired that I felt extremely ashamed. I looked over at Gimli and saw by the expression on this face that he felt the same way. "Sorry." he muttered. I said sorry too, after all I thought, it is bad enough having deadly enemies outside of the fellowship without making them inside it aswell!
As I turned to take in the surrounding Forrest, I noticed something moving in the bushes. I could see in the distance two figures coming out of the thicket and making their way in our direction. They hadn't seemed to have seen us so I knew they could not be immortals. Humans, I realized.
"Gimli, I might know what to do after all," I smiled at him, "there are two humans approaching, they may be able to aid us!" As they came closer, I could hear that they were having an argument. "Well of course you would say that because you're always giving in to her!" "I do no such thing. If you hadn't fraternized with those war mongering elves then mother would have no reason to be so distant from you!" "Those 'war mongering elves' as you put it have protected us from invasion for as long as our people have been here. What I said was true, without then who will protect us? Most of our people haven't even picked up a weapon let alone know how to use one!"
As the two people approached the one on the right paused for a minute and threw back the hood on the cape. That was when I first saw her.
At that moment, he saw Aragorn and Gimli in a completely new light. He had always known in the back of his mind that eventually they would both die but it had never seemed that it would become a reality. He had never resented his immortality before, now it seemed like a cruel joke. I sympathized so much with Arwen at that moment, how painful it must be to be trapped in such a doomed love. I almost laughed out loud at the irony of my situation compared to hers, she has found the one true love of her immortal life who will most certainly die and break her heart while I'm betrothed to an immortal who I just about tolerate. At least I know how my life will be spent and I will never feel the pain of that kind of love. For that, I am grateful.
We continued on our journey in much the same way, agitated, forlorn and nearing the point of desperation. Our supplies of both food and arrows were running dangerously low and we all knew it. "What is the point," said Gimli breaking the silence "if we don't have food or weapons then how are we supposed to take on a band of orcs, let alone catch them up?"
"Well what would YOU suggest we do Gimli, since I'm sure you're full of bright ideas!" I snapped at him.
"Oh I don't know, you're the elf, you must know what to do!" he said sarcastically. Aragorn groaned and let his head drop in to his hands. "Not again! How are we supposed to be a fellowship if you two can't make peace?" He sounded so defeated and tired that I felt extremely ashamed. I looked over at Gimli and saw by the expression on this face that he felt the same way. "Sorry." he muttered. I said sorry too, after all I thought, it is bad enough having deadly enemies outside of the fellowship without making them inside it aswell!
As I turned to take in the surrounding Forrest, I noticed something moving in the bushes. I could see in the distance two figures coming out of the thicket and making their way in our direction. They hadn't seemed to have seen us so I knew they could not be immortals. Humans, I realized.
"Gimli, I might know what to do after all," I smiled at him, "there are two humans approaching, they may be able to aid us!" As they came closer, I could hear that they were having an argument. "Well of course you would say that because you're always giving in to her!" "I do no such thing. If you hadn't fraternized with those war mongering elves then mother would have no reason to be so distant from you!" "Those 'war mongering elves' as you put it have protected us from invasion for as long as our people have been here. What I said was true, without then who will protect us? Most of our people haven't even picked up a weapon let alone know how to use one!"
As the two people approached the one on the right paused for a minute and threw back the hood on the cape. That was when I first saw her.