Summary: Arwen's thoughts as Aragorn leaves Rivendell with the Fellowship. Similar to the scene in FOTR EE when they leave, but under different circumstances (i.e., they just didn't "break up")
Only a Smile
I'm watching you, as you slowly make your way around that pony, making sure everything you need is there. Any other day, I'm sure I would have laughed at you: you looked so silly there, a tall and strong man inspecting a small and meek pony.
But I can't laugh, the pain in my heart is too great. I know I won't see you again for many months, deprived of your touch and your kiss. But I do know that I will see you again ... just not soon.
As an elf, though, I should be able to let these months pass by quick, for already I've walked this earth many years, not in any rush. But that was before you, before I discoverd what true love is. And now the minutes, the seconds even, can't move fast enough.
So all I can do now is watch, watch as your rough hands caress the pony, and I wish that you were touching me. The breeze blows back your messy hair, showing me your dark and somber eyes. I remember when I first looked into those eyes: they were so innocent at the time. I can only imagine all the beauty and terrors of the world that you've seen since then.
My father is talking, saying some sort of farewell and blessing, but all my attention is on you. I listen carefully to the wind, and I hear in my heart your steady breathing. Then you look at me, straight into my eyes, and the world stops.
It's only you and me now; no one else exists. I take in your steady gaze, and I can feel you inside of me, loving me. I can feel your gentle touch holding my body. I can smell your dark hair as it brushes my cheek. I can hear the moans and cries of our passion. I can taste your sweet lips dancing on mine. I know it will be long before I experience any of it again, and a tear falls down my face.
Through the wind, your voice whispers, "No tears ..."
Suddenly, I'm thrown back into the real world as you break our gaze. I look envily as I see you now talking to Gandalf as you leave. I feel my feet yelling at me - "Run to him! Now!" - but I remain rock steady. I simply follow you with my eyes, hoping you'll give me one last glance.
And you do. And a knowing smile, saying you'll be back to love me again, and saying that last night, you gave me your all, but now, only a smile.
And that's enough.
Only a Smile
I'm watching you, as you slowly make your way around that pony, making sure everything you need is there. Any other day, I'm sure I would have laughed at you: you looked so silly there, a tall and strong man inspecting a small and meek pony.
But I can't laugh, the pain in my heart is too great. I know I won't see you again for many months, deprived of your touch and your kiss. But I do know that I will see you again ... just not soon.
As an elf, though, I should be able to let these months pass by quick, for already I've walked this earth many years, not in any rush. But that was before you, before I discoverd what true love is. And now the minutes, the seconds even, can't move fast enough.
So all I can do now is watch, watch as your rough hands caress the pony, and I wish that you were touching me. The breeze blows back your messy hair, showing me your dark and somber eyes. I remember when I first looked into those eyes: they were so innocent at the time. I can only imagine all the beauty and terrors of the world that you've seen since then.
My father is talking, saying some sort of farewell and blessing, but all my attention is on you. I listen carefully to the wind, and I hear in my heart your steady breathing. Then you look at me, straight into my eyes, and the world stops.
It's only you and me now; no one else exists. I take in your steady gaze, and I can feel you inside of me, loving me. I can feel your gentle touch holding my body. I can smell your dark hair as it brushes my cheek. I can hear the moans and cries of our passion. I can taste your sweet lips dancing on mine. I know it will be long before I experience any of it again, and a tear falls down my face.
Through the wind, your voice whispers, "No tears ..."
Suddenly, I'm thrown back into the real world as you break our gaze. I look envily as I see you now talking to Gandalf as you leave. I feel my feet yelling at me - "Run to him! Now!" - but I remain rock steady. I simply follow you with my eyes, hoping you'll give me one last glance.
And you do. And a knowing smile, saying you'll be back to love me again, and saying that last night, you gave me your all, but now, only a smile.
And that's enough.