Do you Dream of me
By Firniswin
Author's Note: Hey everyone! Hope you all are having a great time reading my fan fictions and or Songfics. I know I do not do romances often, and especially not Arwen, strider romances. Main reason is because I have problems with the elven princes. [No offense to Arwen-Evenstar2] I just like Glorfie a lot better.
But other reason is because if I had my choice…….I would write angst non-stop…..which I do. So we need a little mix into this.
Second order of business, [bangs gavel down on little piece of wood] Again, this song DOES NOT belong to me, neither do ANY of the characters. The song belongs to Mike, and the characters and settings Tolkien. So don't sue me Tolkie or Mike.
Thank you, and PLEASE R&R! [Read and Review] Hopefully all elvish will have translations next to the word……and for those of you who like dialogue, as a warning this does not have much talking. It is mostly stuff that makes girls swoon. [giggles]
Oh and the PG is because there is one mild fighting scene. Hopefully nothing to gross. Um I think that is it, so on to the story………[whoops]
Do You Dream of Me?
The stars began to peer beneath the dark blue misty sky, the birds lessened and began to fly home for the night. Beneath the stars sat one small campfire and around it was eight sleeping forms. Four small ones were sleeping closest to the fire, each only an inch away from the other in attempt to keep warm. The next one was a dwarf, his beard wafted softly in the breeze and his slumberous snored filled the air. A little farther away from him was a man, his soft snores joined those of the dwarf's. He was sleeping quite normal and on the other side of him was an old wizard, he had his staff in one hand and both hands laid out and crossing each other, his gray head was laid upon them.
One lone man sat atop a rock his eyes connecting with each and every star that twinkled in the cobalt sky. He smiled as the elf that slept next to his turned over and smiled. But without another thought his eyes turned back to the sky.
Dreams within the still of night
On wings of hope take flight inside of me
In the stars he traced a shape in the sky, it was Arwen. But as soon as he traced it out, the stars seemed to burst and fall down upon him.
There upon some distant shore
We want for nothing more
Than what will be
Arwen sat on the balcony in her room, she traced the stars with her beautiful silver eyes. One caught her eye, it seemed to sparkle with a sort of green color. The elven maiden smiled softly and spoke in a wistful tone.
"Ellesar."
And you and I, here we are
I wonder as we come this far….
Aragorn layed back on the ground and light closed his eyes, his mind drifting to things that had been before. His hair fluttered as Arwen came to mind.
Her long jet black tresses catching on the wind as the water of the beach lapped up against her pale and slender feet.
If I could only read your mind
Tell me the answer I would find
Do you dream of me?
At that moment a gust of wind caught his face, and it felt like kisses to his love wrenched soul.
Legolas, who had taken watch for the ranger looked down at the man. He was smiling and the wind was playing with his hair.
And when your smiling in your sleep
Beyond the promises we keep
Do you dream of me?
Arwen wondered over to her bed, it was laid with ivory silk. On top laid over the silk was a deep red comforter and on top of those, were white and red pillows.
She laid down onto the bed and put her head on the pillow. Her eyes glazed over in sleep and she began to smile as her dreams took a pleasant turn.
Love has found a magic space
A deep and hidden place where time stands still
Now I hold you in my arms
You hold my heart and always will
The ranger awoke to his elven friend shaking him lightly out of his sleep.
Legolas smiled down at him. "Time to go." he whispered as his eyes fell on the slight tears that came from the man's eyes.
He knew instantly whom the man had been thinking of. The elf patted Aragorn on the back as he rose from his spot on the ground.
"You will see her again nin mellon. [My friend]" He smiled and wiped the tears away. "You will."
And you and I, here we are
And it's a wonder that we've come this far
And after all that we've been through
Legolas ran back to the company, his eyes fixed on his target through the trees. He jumped a log and ran to the group. He stopped in front of Gandalf and reported the danger.
"Yrch! [orcs!]"
Gandalf nodded and unsheathed his sword, as did Aragorn. The ranger brought his sword up and looked to the darkening sky as if for comfort.
His heart clenched as he thought of the fight to come.
You've leaned on me, I've leaned on you
Do you dream of me?
Aragorn brought his sword down to meet the first orc. It caught the mutated elf in the side. As the fight increased blood began to seep upon the ground.
The man was now tiring, every time he killed one another two came to fill it's place. He brought his sword up to block one of the orc's swords. As he did, another got him in the side with a already bloodied sword.
He fought the urge to crumple to the ground.
"Arwen?" he cried out weakly as the blade was withdrawn.
And when your smiling in your sleep
Beyond the promises we keep
Do you dream of me?
He felt a fist connect with his gut, and he tried to double over. He felt something else kick his legs beneath him and he was thrown painfully to the ground.
Aragorn tried to turn onto his uninjured side, but an armored foot kicked him in the back.
If only I could read your mind
Tell me the answer I would find
Do you dream of me?
"Aragorn?!" Arwen cried, tears streaming down her cheeks, she shot up in bed, panting harshly.
A knock sounded on the hard door and Arwen turned her attention to it. "Arwen are you alright?"
Elrond walked into the room, he saw the befuddled state of his only daughter and began to comfort her.
"Father I saw Aragorn, he was-"
Elrond sighed. "Arwen, you must forget him. He is Not coming back." It broke the elven lord's heart as much as it did hers. But they could not deny the facts.
And when your smiling in your sleep
Beyond the promises we keep
Aragorn awoke to someone pushing at his injured side. He cried out softly and shot up, just to lay back down when he hurt himself.
"Be still Aragorn." a voice spoke to him and he smiled. It was soft and beautiful. The wind seemed to blow through it along the chimes.
"Arwen." he whispered softly before pain shot up his side again.
Do you dream of me?
~END~
Authors Note: Hey all, hope you liked it. I know, I just couldn't keep away from the angst. But anyway, I hope you liked it. The point was supposed to be……Aragorn and Arwen love each other. I hope I did it ok. PLEASE R&R! Thanks!