Author's Note: This songfic was inspired by Kaory's Lord of the Rings music video to Tourniquet by Evanescene. Please R&R.
I tried to kill the pain
But only brought more
(So much more)
I lay dying
As she lay on her bed, Arwen desperately tried to reach Aragorn's mind. She sent him images of her, but she wasn't sure if he saw them.
And I'm pouring
Crimson regret, and betrayal
"I wish I were dying another way," she thought. "I would find more comfort if I had a wound that could be seen." The red on her dress represented the blood she wished had been spilt. She was dying of a broken heart that Aragorn, nor her father could see.
I'm dying, praying
Bleeding, and screaming
Am I too lost to be saved
Am I too lost
"I can not find my way. I can not find my way without him." She said to the wind.
My God, my tourniquet
Return to me, salvation
My God, my tourniquet
Return to me, salvation
"He does not know. He does not know I that I am dying. Damn the obstacles that lie in our way! Damn my father for trying to separate us! For telling me there was no hope! Did he really think that distance would separate us? No. My love for Aragorn is stronger than that!"
Do you remember me
Lost for so long
Will you be on the other side
Or will you forget me
In her visions, Arwen saw another woman in Aragorn's life. A lady of Rohan. She saw the woman's love for Aragorn. Did Aragorn see it? "If he did, would he abandon me?" Arwen wondered. Would he choose a safer love? One that would not have to give up her life for him?
I'm dying, praying
Bleeding, and screaming
Am I too lost to be saved
Am I too lost
My God, my tourniquet
Return to me, salvation
My God, my tourniquet
Return to me, salvation
Arwen smiled as she remembered the taste of his kisses, and the feel of his warm embrace. She thought of the love that flowed from his heart and wrapped itself around her like a security blanket. She giggled as she remembered the many times he would come to her bedroom in the middle of the night. Surely Aragorn would remember that she still loved him. Surely that man who could make her whole would return to her.
Return to me, salvation
I long to die
She wanted the pain to be over.
My God, my tourniquet
Return to me, salvation
My God, my tourniquet
Return to me, salvation
She would not wish her pain on Aragorn. She just wished to be comforted by him once again. The feel his arms around her. That was all she wanted, and that she was denied.
My wounds cry for the grave
My soul cries for deliverance
Will I be denied Christ
Tourniquet, my suicide
"Why did you take him away from me!" she cried to the gods. "I need him now. You know that! Bring him back to me!"
Aragorn received her images. She felt him stir in his sleep. "How to make him see?" she wondered. How to make him see her fate? Suddenly, she saw the Evenstar shattering. She sent the image to Aragorn.
Return to me, salvation
Return to me, salvation
Aragorn bolted up in his bed. Arwen smiled. He knew now. He knew.