Right, this is my first story and I'm very excited. Reviews are
appreciated. If they're bad make them constructive so I can improve. If
it's about my spelling eyc then I expect you to tell me in perfect German
okay?
I don't own the characters the Lord of all things does (aka Tolkien)
Auf wiedersehn!
They have all left me. All of them. First Éomer and Imrahil. Shortly followed by the Hobbits, Merry and Pippin. I will never hear their joyous, cheery voices again. Frodo, Sam and Gandalf departed over the Sea many many years ago. The Sea. It calls. Calls always. Only three reasons there were for my staying. Aragorn and Arwen were two of them. Now they have been torn away from me. The third reason will soon leave also. My chest aches where my heart ought to have been. It is no longer there. I lost it long ago to the Sea. It called and called and my heart answered. I have been left, an empty shell. A presence suddenly moves beside me. I am made aware of it as though for the first time although it has not left my side for many days. Not since Arwen departed. It has been there for as long as I can remember. I try to focus on it though the blackness in front of my eyes is impenetrable. I sigh softly, giving in. I am weary, so weary. I can fight the longing no more. A small hand, rough from long years of labour slips gently into mine and squeezes my fingers reassuringly. The owner huddles closer to me, leaning against my shoulder. "Legolas..." a deep, rich voice whispers, broken with tears or age, I cannot tell which. "Gimli." my voice is breathy, the word mingled with air. I lean my cheek against his wiry hair and smile softly. I'd always loved the colour of Gimli's hair. Mine was sleek, like spun gold, but Gimli's shone like newly burnished copper. I remember telling him and he had laughed. That loud, booming laugh of his. For such a small creature it never ceased to amaze me what huge ruckus he could make. He will remain mortal. He will not live forever. My father warned me against befriending mortals. 'One day they will leave' he said to me, 'they will die and leave you broken. They do not truly care for you. How could they if they leave like that?' I believed him back then. But now... now I do not and cannot believe that philosophy. Gimli means more to me than any other living thing that has dwelt in Middle-Earth. He was the only one I could ultimately confide in. To keep secrets, to tell my fears, hopes and dreams. I could trust him to watch my back in battle more than any other. We laughed together, sang together, cried together, hunted together, rode together, were silent together, fought together... we did everything together as far back as I can remember. I cannot imagine life without him now. Yet soon I will live without him. He will leave me here alone. "U-meleth ir cad, meldirn," I whisper softly in Elvish, "dir elvellon."
Okay that is my first real attempt at angst. I know it was terrible but it's my first go! My Elvish is awful so if anyone would give me a better translation... here is what I meant to say: "I love you always, my friend. My Elf-friend." Yes tehy are only a vsgue guess because the on-line dictionary was not very helpful. Sorry for any grammatical mistakes or whatever. Remember English is not my first language.
They have all left me. All of them. First Éomer and Imrahil. Shortly followed by the Hobbits, Merry and Pippin. I will never hear their joyous, cheery voices again. Frodo, Sam and Gandalf departed over the Sea many many years ago. The Sea. It calls. Calls always. Only three reasons there were for my staying. Aragorn and Arwen were two of them. Now they have been torn away from me. The third reason will soon leave also. My chest aches where my heart ought to have been. It is no longer there. I lost it long ago to the Sea. It called and called and my heart answered. I have been left, an empty shell. A presence suddenly moves beside me. I am made aware of it as though for the first time although it has not left my side for many days. Not since Arwen departed. It has been there for as long as I can remember. I try to focus on it though the blackness in front of my eyes is impenetrable. I sigh softly, giving in. I am weary, so weary. I can fight the longing no more. A small hand, rough from long years of labour slips gently into mine and squeezes my fingers reassuringly. The owner huddles closer to me, leaning against my shoulder. "Legolas..." a deep, rich voice whispers, broken with tears or age, I cannot tell which. "Gimli." my voice is breathy, the word mingled with air. I lean my cheek against his wiry hair and smile softly. I'd always loved the colour of Gimli's hair. Mine was sleek, like spun gold, but Gimli's shone like newly burnished copper. I remember telling him and he had laughed. That loud, booming laugh of his. For such a small creature it never ceased to amaze me what huge ruckus he could make. He will remain mortal. He will not live forever. My father warned me against befriending mortals. 'One day they will leave' he said to me, 'they will die and leave you broken. They do not truly care for you. How could they if they leave like that?' I believed him back then. But now... now I do not and cannot believe that philosophy. Gimli means more to me than any other living thing that has dwelt in Middle-Earth. He was the only one I could ultimately confide in. To keep secrets, to tell my fears, hopes and dreams. I could trust him to watch my back in battle more than any other. We laughed together, sang together, cried together, hunted together, rode together, were silent together, fought together... we did everything together as far back as I can remember. I cannot imagine life without him now. Yet soon I will live without him. He will leave me here alone. "U-meleth ir cad, meldirn," I whisper softly in Elvish, "dir elvellon."
Okay that is my first real attempt at angst. I know it was terrible but it's my first go! My Elvish is awful so if anyone would give me a better translation... here is what I meant to say: "I love you always, my friend. My Elf-friend." Yes tehy are only a vsgue guess because the on-line dictionary was not very helpful. Sorry for any grammatical mistakes or whatever. Remember English is not my first language.