Eressëa POV

The sun starts to set. It makes me wonder if this was a good idea. Of course it is. I hear a rustle in the bushes.

What if it's Orcs?

A rabbit runs out in front of Valinor, spooking her. Valinor started bucking, she wouldn't normally,but the Orcs had scared her a lot.

I try to hold on, but I am thrown. I hit the ground with a thud.

Valinor runs off. So much for riding, oh well she knows the way home.

I take a limp. Not even a step, I just limp. It grows dark but if I want to catch up to Est- Aragorn... I need to keep going. I pull my hood up over my head and limp farther into the woods.

Aragorn POV

It's dark. I don't even know where I'm going. I need to find a camp for the night.

"There! There is a clearing." Ugh, I'm talking to myself again.

I throw a blanket down and then myself down. I guess I'll go to Bree. I fall asleep.

I hear a rustling. If it's that rabbit again I'll kill it. Nothing, it was probably just a rabbit again.

I hear footsteps. This time, it's not a rabbit. The footsteps are uneven, like someone with a limp. I reach for my sword right as a dark cloaked figure comes into the clearing.

I hop to my feet and point my sword at it. I can't see it's- her definitely a her- her face.

"Who are you and what do you want?!" I ask her defiantly. She seems evil, I may just be paranoid though.

"Aragorn." She says coldly. I don't recognize the voice, but she knows my name. "Aragorn." she says once again. That's it, I've had enough. I lunge at her, she dodges.

"Aragorn!" Now she seems annoyed but still cold.

"Unmask yourself, Demon!"

"Ugh." She scoffs and throws back her hood.

This has got to be a dream.

"Eressëa?" Seriously, I'm delusional. She has two legs. I knew I was crazy when I was talking to myself, but this? I've gone completely insane.

"Yes, it's me." She says indignantly. Still cold. "I came to apologize for the way we parted."

Why is she being so cold then? This is all just a dream, any moment I'm going to wake up and it'll just be a weird dream of the night.

"Aragorn. I know what you're thinking, I'm actually here." I stare at her legs pointedly. Man this is a strange dream. "It's wooden. Want me to prove it?" She fumbles with her leg for a while and then pulls it off. There is the stub where it was cut off.

"See? I'm really here and you called me a Demon and tried to kill me." She is not kidding, she is dead serious.

"Sorry, you scared me. What are you doing here?!"

"I came to say sorry." She says while putting the boot/leg back on.

"I'm glad to see you." She just grunts at me.

"I haven't slept yet, I'm going to sleep." She says. "Do you have an extra blanket? Valinor got spooked by a rabbit and ran off again."

I laugh and hand her a blanket.

"I'll have to tell you a story in the morning."