A/N: Hey everyone! I'm new to fanfcition.net, this is my FIRST EVER STORY (yay!) and I would really appreciate it if you reviewed! Liked it? Hated it? I can handle the truth! Well anyway, my name is Kitty, no matter what my pen name states, and this is my goal: (dun dun dun) To write a story in every category on the Lord of the Rings board...place... you know what I mean! And I am going to do it in order. That means General is the first category, what an interesting category, to me this category means one of two things: A.) Your story has everything and you can't narrow it down or B.) It fits into none of the categories. IN my case this story is B. Once again PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE review! By the way, if this is a little weird, I'm on a sugar rush SO (you get the point.) I won't keep you any longer, enjoy! -Nienna
Disclaimer: If I owned them, trust me I wouldn't be sitting around on my butt writing fanfiction all day. Trust me.
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Guardian of the Havens
By Nienna
Chapter One: Taking
'As they came to the gates Cirdan the Shipwright came forth to greet them. Very tall he was, and his beard was long, and he was grey and old, save that his eyes were keen as stars; and he looked at them and bowed, and said: "All is now ready."'
"They are gone," I whispered quietly. "The Ringbearers, gone. The movers of so many great deeds that have happened, gone. Gone."
And you have not gone with them, I thought. Why? For you yourself were a Ringbearer, even if you aren't now. Why did you stay? What keeps you here?
I shook myself from my thoughts. The ship was gone now, gone beyond view. And the companions of the Ringbearers, they too had left. Everyone had left, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
Everyone but one. "Father? What troubles you?"
Yes. My beloved daughter. Aranel she is called, for she is my princess. "Nothing troubles me," I sighed. "I am just weary, I suppose. It has been a long day."
"Come on, let's go."
Taking my arm, she led me down the well-trodden path to our small house. I immediately went to my bedroom and laid down. That's when all of the memories that had been buried at the bottom of my mind came flooding back to me.
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'...but the Red Ring he kept, until he gave it to Cirdan when he set out from Lindon in the days of the Last Alliance.'
"Cirdan? Cirdan!"
"What?!?" I said, finally drifting out of my own little world. Even back then my mind had a tendency to wander.
"Cirdan, I must speak with you." Gil-galad's face was quite serious. "Of a matter of great importance."
"Most certainly Gil-galad, my friend," I said, waking up fully from my daydream. "What is it?"
"I have something that you must keep. Something important." Gil-galad took a deep breath. "You have heard of the Three Elven Rings, made by Celebrimbor?" I shook my head no. "Well, they are powerful. Quite powerful. For within these Rings is the strength and will to govern each race. One belongs to Galadriel. One I have given to Elrond, Lord of Imladris. One I have kept, and I give it now to you."
He pulled out of his pocket a red ring on a fine golden chain. A red ring with a gem that shined to bright it was like fire. The Red Ring. Narya the Great.
"Why do you give this to me? What makes me worthy of such a precious gift?"
"You are wise, Cirdan," said Gil-galad. "And even though you are humble and will not admit it, you are wise. You are powerful. People listen to you. You deserve this more than I.
But do not wear it yet, Cirdan," continued Gil-galad. "For when you wear this Ring, Sauron can perceive your mind and know your thoughts. Wear it once Sauron is defeated. Wear it after this Last Alliance does what we are setting out to do. I will visit you."
He gave me the Ring.
I held it up and looked at it, the red gem glistening in the sunlight. Like fire.
Gil-galad smiled. "You do deserve this," he said, as if to reassure me. He patted me on the shoulder, then turned and walked away. Away to his last battle with Sauron.
I never saw him again.
Messengers arrived many days later to inform me Gil-galad had fallen in the great battle. But his efforts, it seems, were not in vain, for Sauron was defeated and the One Ring of power was cut from him hand.
I missed Gil-galad greatly. But the Red Ring shining bright on its golden chain was ever a reminder to me of him, even though I rarely wore it. Everything was good.
But Sauron was not defeated as we would have liked to think. Whispers began to spread. Rumors grew of a shadow in the East. And I knew, as a bearer of a Ring of Power, I would have to use it to defeat Sauron. And that I could not do.
It was time for Narya to move on. It was time for me to find a new bearer.
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A/N: Please keep in mind this is my first fic so be nice! Review! Chapter Two: Cirdan gives away Narya, but almost backs out. Review! Review! Review!
Disclaimer: If I owned them, trust me I wouldn't be sitting around on my butt writing fanfiction all day. Trust me.
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Guardian of the Havens
By Nienna
Chapter One: Taking
'As they came to the gates Cirdan the Shipwright came forth to greet them. Very tall he was, and his beard was long, and he was grey and old, save that his eyes were keen as stars; and he looked at them and bowed, and said: "All is now ready."'
"They are gone," I whispered quietly. "The Ringbearers, gone. The movers of so many great deeds that have happened, gone. Gone."
And you have not gone with them, I thought. Why? For you yourself were a Ringbearer, even if you aren't now. Why did you stay? What keeps you here?
I shook myself from my thoughts. The ship was gone now, gone beyond view. And the companions of the Ringbearers, they too had left. Everyone had left, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
Everyone but one. "Father? What troubles you?"
Yes. My beloved daughter. Aranel she is called, for she is my princess. "Nothing troubles me," I sighed. "I am just weary, I suppose. It has been a long day."
"Come on, let's go."
Taking my arm, she led me down the well-trodden path to our small house. I immediately went to my bedroom and laid down. That's when all of the memories that had been buried at the bottom of my mind came flooding back to me.
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'...but the Red Ring he kept, until he gave it to Cirdan when he set out from Lindon in the days of the Last Alliance.'
"Cirdan? Cirdan!"
"What?!?" I said, finally drifting out of my own little world. Even back then my mind had a tendency to wander.
"Cirdan, I must speak with you." Gil-galad's face was quite serious. "Of a matter of great importance."
"Most certainly Gil-galad, my friend," I said, waking up fully from my daydream. "What is it?"
"I have something that you must keep. Something important." Gil-galad took a deep breath. "You have heard of the Three Elven Rings, made by Celebrimbor?" I shook my head no. "Well, they are powerful. Quite powerful. For within these Rings is the strength and will to govern each race. One belongs to Galadriel. One I have given to Elrond, Lord of Imladris. One I have kept, and I give it now to you."
He pulled out of his pocket a red ring on a fine golden chain. A red ring with a gem that shined to bright it was like fire. The Red Ring. Narya the Great.
"Why do you give this to me? What makes me worthy of such a precious gift?"
"You are wise, Cirdan," said Gil-galad. "And even though you are humble and will not admit it, you are wise. You are powerful. People listen to you. You deserve this more than I.
But do not wear it yet, Cirdan," continued Gil-galad. "For when you wear this Ring, Sauron can perceive your mind and know your thoughts. Wear it once Sauron is defeated. Wear it after this Last Alliance does what we are setting out to do. I will visit you."
He gave me the Ring.
I held it up and looked at it, the red gem glistening in the sunlight. Like fire.
Gil-galad smiled. "You do deserve this," he said, as if to reassure me. He patted me on the shoulder, then turned and walked away. Away to his last battle with Sauron.
I never saw him again.
Messengers arrived many days later to inform me Gil-galad had fallen in the great battle. But his efforts, it seems, were not in vain, for Sauron was defeated and the One Ring of power was cut from him hand.
I missed Gil-galad greatly. But the Red Ring shining bright on its golden chain was ever a reminder to me of him, even though I rarely wore it. Everything was good.
But Sauron was not defeated as we would have liked to think. Whispers began to spread. Rumors grew of a shadow in the East. And I knew, as a bearer of a Ring of Power, I would have to use it to defeat Sauron. And that I could not do.
It was time for Narya to move on. It was time for me to find a new bearer.
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A/N: Please keep in mind this is my first fic so be nice! Review! Chapter Two: Cirdan gives away Narya, but almost backs out. Review! Review! Review!