Chapter 3: Decisions
By: Celynnen
"We're going to have dinner with Elladon and Elrohir tonight," Arwen said to Celynnen.
Celynnen looked up from what she was doing, which was making more arrows for her bow. "They're back? Fun much!" Elladon and Elrohir were Arwen and Celynnen's older brothers. By older, I mean 111 years older. They had been in Lothlorien and Mirkwood for the past couple of years to bring news back to Rivendell. "At least something exciting is happening; it's been extremely boring here for the last couple of weeks since the company left."
"You're right, it has," Arwen laughed. "Very boring since Merry and Pippin left, miramiel."
"Exactly. So when is dinner?"
Arwen looked at her watch and gasped. "It's in five minutes! If we don't hurry, we'll be late!" They ran out of the room and down the hall.
"Last one there is a rotten mango!" Celynnen shouted. We haven't played this game in years!
Celynnen was in the lead, but Arwen gave an unexpected burst of speed. Celynnen caught up with her and sped forward. Arwen gave a last burst of speed and entered the dining room.
"Crap!" Celynnen shouted and ran into the room. She smiled at Arwen, but when she saw her face, she knew they were in trouble.
"Hello, girls. Very nice of you to join us," Elrond said. He didn't look very happy. "What were you doing?"
Arwen and Celynnen looked at their brothers, who were smirking and doubling with silent laughing. Then Arwen and Celynnen looked at each other, then said at the same time, "It's all their fault!" and pointed to Elladon and Elrohir.
Now it was Arwen and Celynnen's turn to laugh. The look on Elladon and Elrohir's face was priceless; they went from happy to completely oblivious.
"Well?" Elrond accused.
They started stammering endlessly trying to think of something to say. Finally Elrohir said, "It's not our fault!"
Celynnen laughed out loud. "It's never your fault, Elrohir. Anyway, we were just kidding. We were running a little bit late and we had to-"
"Nevertheless," Elrond interrupted. "I-"
Elladon stood up and interrupted his father. "Oh, come on, Dad! Cut them a little slack. You have to admit, that was pretty funny." He looked over at Celynnen, who mouthed the words Thank You towards him.
Elrond sighed. "Alright. Enough with the chatter! Let's eat!"
***
"It's good to have you two back," Arwen said to her brothers after dinner. "We really missed you."
"Yeah, it was really boring not having you guys play pranks on us every two seconds!" Celynnen said sarcastically. "Although we did meet two hobbits who could've given you a run for your money." Elladon stared at her in disbelief.
"You're kidding, right?"
"I mean, nobody could out-prank us!" Elrohir added.
"No, I'm serious! Merry, Pippin, and I spied on Dad when he, Legolas, Aragorn, and a bunch of other people were having a secret council! It was really funny." She told them about their conversation.
"That is funny." Elrohir said. "I wish we could've met them."
"Yeah, they could've taught us new tricks!" Elladon said excitedly.
"They taught us some tricks, so you better watch out," Arwen said suspiciously. "Anyway, I'm going to go to bed now, see you all tomorrow."
Celynnen yawned. "Yeah, I think I'll hit the sack, too. See you later."
"Bye!" Elladon and Elrohir said.
***
"Celynnen?"
Celynnen turned around and saw her father walking behind her. "Yes?"
Elrond grabbed her shoulder and said in a stern whisper, "Celynnen, please don't follow the company. I know you have been considering it, but don't." Celynnen was shocked by her father's urgency. Sure, she had though about following them, but she wasn't going to.
"Father, what do you mean? I won't go anywhere. I'm going to stay right here. In Rivendell."
Elrond sighed and said a very relieved "Thank you," and left her alone to think.
***
"I can't sleep," Celynnen said to herself. She was thinking too much. Way too much. "I think too much," she muttered. She was thinking about what her father had said, the Company, Madella and Legolas. And the day she met Merry and Pippin. What a day that was.
When Elrond was still healing Frodo, Celynnen went out to visit her horse, Luthien. She had found Merry and Pippin in the storage room, eating apples. When they saw her, Pippin opened his mouth in mid-bite and the apple fell out of his mouth. Merry worked up the courage to say, "Who are you?"
She laughed and had said, "My name is Lady Celynnen Neryssa Evenstar, but some people call me miramiel. Now, who are yo and why are you eating the horse's apples?"
They had told her that they couldn't find any in the house, so they went to the storage room to find them. Since that day, Merry, Pippin, and Celynnen had been friends.
Since she couldn't sleep, Celynnen decided to go on a horse back ride. "Oh, my hair always gets in the way!" She whispered to herself as she braided it. She put her hooded blue cloak on and walked to the stables. She also grabbed her bow and quiver, just in case.
"Hey, Luthien," she said to her horse. "We're going on a ride." Luthien was perfect, like her namesake. She was a creamy-white colour with a brown mane and tail. Celynnen gracefully leapt upon her horse and set out for her trail.
Nobody knew about Celynnen's trail. Not even Arwen. She had discovered it when she was 2,269 years old, the very day she had learned that her mother, Celebrain, had departed over the Sea.
She had been riding for about an hour when she heard hoof-beats coming from the right of her. Celynnen halted Luthien, and took out her bow.
"Come out now, or I'll shoot and I rarely miss," she said in a powerful voice.
"You miss more than I do and you know it! By the way, I'm up on Legolas by 12. C'mon, Celynnen, it's me, Nicola!" Nicola came out from behind a tree with her horse, Tinuviel.
"Nicola!" Celynnen hissed. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
"Following Legolas," she replied simply as they rode back towards Rivendell. "He is here, right?"
"No, he's not here! He left five days ago with eight other people to take the One Ring to Mordor!" Celynnen replied, still shocked to find Nicola.
Nicki sighed and looked around. "Great, they took my brother with them. Well, I can still follow them. Norolim, Tinuviel." She urged her horse forward and passed Celynnen.
Celyn gave a frustrated groan and caught up to Nicki. "You're not going without me!" I am so totally disobeying Dad, but hey, it's worth it!
"Do you think I would go without you and Arwen?" Nicola said as they both hopped off their horses. "Speaking of Arwen, you better go wake her up so you two can pack."
"I'm already up!" They looked up and saw Arwen on the balcony. "Hurry up! We don't want anybody to wake up." Celynnen and Nicola ran swiftly and silently up to Celynnen's room. When they arrived, Celynnen went straight to her closet and took out her favourite riding dress. Arwen entered her sister's room and laid an armload of food on Celynnen's bed.
Celynnen sputtered some nonsense words; she hated it when other people put food on her bed. She didn't mind when she did it herself, because she was always careful. Arwen laughed and said, "It's for the trip, you dim-wit." Celynnen muttered something unintelligible and Nicola burst out laughing.
"Shut up!" Celynnen hissed at her, almost on the verge of cracking herself. "Someone might hear!"
"So?"
"That means tha we couldn't go and you would be sent back to Mirkwood to face your daddy."
Nicola's face went from a smile to a gasp. "No! You wouldn't!"
"I wouldn't, but my dad would."
"And so would I," came a voice behind the girls. They each jumped about three feet and turned around.
"Elrohir? What are you doing awake?" All three asked at the same time.
"What am I doing awake? I heard voices, so I came to investigate. What are you doing awake?" He told them as his gaze went from Arwen to Celynnen to Celynnen's pack to the food on her bed to Nicola. He was supremely confused.
"Uh.well. you see. er. yeah. ok." Celynnen started, but she couldn't tell Elrohir what they were going to do that night. But, he already knew they were going somewhere. Oh my gosh, this is so obvious. Lothlorien! Celynnen sent her sister this message (Arwen and Celynnen have telepathic powers too! Since they're twins, of course) and Arwen nodded. "We're going to Lothlorien to visit Lady Galadriel."
Elrohir looked very unconvinced.
"Nicola's never been, and we wanted to take her with us. Except nobody knows we're going and nobody knows Nicola's here," Arwen told him sheepishly.
"Except me."
"Except you. Now please don't tell Dad 'til tomorrow. Please, Elrohir." Celynnen put the puppy-dog pout on.
Elrohir winced. "No, not the puppy-dog put!" He said in mock- horror. He got down on his knees and pleaded. "Anything but the puppy-dog pout!"
Nicola giggled. "Just don't tell anybody."
"I won't. See ya. I gotta get some sleep." He yawned and left the room.
"Whew. I thought we were done for. That was some story you two came up with!" said a superbly relieved Nicola.
"Technically, it wasn't a lie. We are going to go through Lorien and you haven't been there before; we just left out all the details," Celynnen explained as she placed the food in her pack.
"Oh. Kay. Right." Nicola stared at Celynnen, thinking she was crazy. (Which is kinda true, but that's not the point!)
By the time Celynnen was done packing, it was midnight. Arwen packed her stuff, and they were ready to go. They went down to the stables and woke their horses up. Arwen's horse, Nimrodel, looked almost exactly like Luthien, except that she had a different marking on her head.
"Don't forget your bow," Nicola called to Celynnen. "There may be some encounters with orcs." Celynnen walked over to her closet, where she kept all her bows and arrows. She had quite a few; plain wood ones and elegant metal ones. She chose the one that Legolas and Nicola had given her for her 2,777th birthday last year. It was her favourite and most efficient bow.
As Celynnen left the bow shed, she took one last look at Rivendell. She hadn't left her beautiful home since February, 9 months ago now. But this time, she felt like she wasn't coming back. She would come back eventually, but not for a long while.
***
For the next few weeks, nothing exciting happened. They walked, ate, and then slept. On some days, they were faster, and others slower. Arwen, Celynnen, and Nicola didn't talk much, if at all. They were concentrating on catching up with the company. Then finally, one night Arwen announced that they were just less than a mile behind them.
Nicola started to do a little victory dance. "Oh, yeah! I caught up with him! Beat that, Dad!"
Arwen and Celynnen stared at her.
Nicola stopped abruptly. "Sorry."
"Well, anyway, I heard Gandalf and Aragorn saying that they might have to go through Moria," Arwen told them.
"That's not cool. We won't be able to follow them if they do," Celynnen said, stating the obvious.
"Yeah, really. Well, I suppose we could go a different way and possibly get to Lothlorien before them, and follow them after they leave," Nicola suggested. "It's risky, but worth it."
"And it just might work," Celynnen told Nicola and Arwen reassuringly.
***
"Come on, let's sing something appropriate for our journey," Arwen told her sister. "Something to lift all our spirits, including the Company's."
"Yeah, I think that's a good idea. Don't you, Celynnen?" Nicola turned to look at her best friend, who was just staring into space and braiding her hair. If you knew Celynnen very well, you would know that she was thinking of something. She didn't always braid her hair. She jus did something with it.
"What are you doing?" Arwen questioned, suspiciously.
"Aha! I got it!" Celynnen shouted, unaware of her sister's question.
"Got what?"
"A song I just made up. It goes like this:
May it be an evening star
Shines down upon you
May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true
You walk a lonely road
Oh! How far you are from home
Mornie utulie
Believe and you will find your way
Mornie alantie
A promise lives within you know
May it be the shadows call
Will fly away
May it be your journey on
To light the day
When the night is overcome
You may rise to find the sun
Mornie utulie
Believe and you will find your way
Mornie alantie
A promise lives within you now
A promise lies within you now."
***
Legolas looked up suddenly from his dinner and hissed "Shut up!" to the talking Hobbits. They shut up very quickly and listened. Aragorn and Legolas stood up. All of them heard a few faint voices singing something. They heard the words:
"Mornie utulie
Believe and you will find your way
Mornie alantie
A promise lives within you now" They heard more words that lightened their troubled hearts and eased their minds. "Somebody is singing for us." Boromir said as he declared the obvious. "I wonder who they are." "Me too," Legolas murmured and then said to Aragorn in Elvish," They sound an awful lot like Nicola, Celynnen and Arwen."
"I know," Aragorn responded. "But they couldn't have followed us. We would've seen them."
Legolas thought for a moment. "It's possible that they set out a few days after us and would've been too far behind for us to see. Now that they have caught up with us, they decided to sing for us."
"If that is so, we must return the favour," Aragorn told his friend and began a song in Elvish.
"O mor henion i dhu:
Ely siriar, el sila
A! Aniron undomiel
From darkness I understand the night:
Dreams flow, a star shines
Ah! I desire Evenstar"
Then Legolas sang:
"Tiro! El eria e mor
L'lir en el luthia 'uren
A! Aniron miramiel
Look! A star rises out of the darkness
The song of the star enchants my heart
Ah! I desire Moonstar
Tiro! El eria e mor"
Aragorn:
Ely siriar, el sila
Ai! Aniron undsmiel
O mor henion i dhu:
Legolas:
L'lir en el luitha 'uren
Ai! Aniron miramiel"
They ended their song and stared out into the distance.
By: Celynnen
"We're going to have dinner with Elladon and Elrohir tonight," Arwen said to Celynnen.
Celynnen looked up from what she was doing, which was making more arrows for her bow. "They're back? Fun much!" Elladon and Elrohir were Arwen and Celynnen's older brothers. By older, I mean 111 years older. They had been in Lothlorien and Mirkwood for the past couple of years to bring news back to Rivendell. "At least something exciting is happening; it's been extremely boring here for the last couple of weeks since the company left."
"You're right, it has," Arwen laughed. "Very boring since Merry and Pippin left, miramiel."
"Exactly. So when is dinner?"
Arwen looked at her watch and gasped. "It's in five minutes! If we don't hurry, we'll be late!" They ran out of the room and down the hall.
"Last one there is a rotten mango!" Celynnen shouted. We haven't played this game in years!
Celynnen was in the lead, but Arwen gave an unexpected burst of speed. Celynnen caught up with her and sped forward. Arwen gave a last burst of speed and entered the dining room.
"Crap!" Celynnen shouted and ran into the room. She smiled at Arwen, but when she saw her face, she knew they were in trouble.
"Hello, girls. Very nice of you to join us," Elrond said. He didn't look very happy. "What were you doing?"
Arwen and Celynnen looked at their brothers, who were smirking and doubling with silent laughing. Then Arwen and Celynnen looked at each other, then said at the same time, "It's all their fault!" and pointed to Elladon and Elrohir.
Now it was Arwen and Celynnen's turn to laugh. The look on Elladon and Elrohir's face was priceless; they went from happy to completely oblivious.
"Well?" Elrond accused.
They started stammering endlessly trying to think of something to say. Finally Elrohir said, "It's not our fault!"
Celynnen laughed out loud. "It's never your fault, Elrohir. Anyway, we were just kidding. We were running a little bit late and we had to-"
"Nevertheless," Elrond interrupted. "I-"
Elladon stood up and interrupted his father. "Oh, come on, Dad! Cut them a little slack. You have to admit, that was pretty funny." He looked over at Celynnen, who mouthed the words Thank You towards him.
Elrond sighed. "Alright. Enough with the chatter! Let's eat!"
***
"It's good to have you two back," Arwen said to her brothers after dinner. "We really missed you."
"Yeah, it was really boring not having you guys play pranks on us every two seconds!" Celynnen said sarcastically. "Although we did meet two hobbits who could've given you a run for your money." Elladon stared at her in disbelief.
"You're kidding, right?"
"I mean, nobody could out-prank us!" Elrohir added.
"No, I'm serious! Merry, Pippin, and I spied on Dad when he, Legolas, Aragorn, and a bunch of other people were having a secret council! It was really funny." She told them about their conversation.
"That is funny." Elrohir said. "I wish we could've met them."
"Yeah, they could've taught us new tricks!" Elladon said excitedly.
"They taught us some tricks, so you better watch out," Arwen said suspiciously. "Anyway, I'm going to go to bed now, see you all tomorrow."
Celynnen yawned. "Yeah, I think I'll hit the sack, too. See you later."
"Bye!" Elladon and Elrohir said.
***
"Celynnen?"
Celynnen turned around and saw her father walking behind her. "Yes?"
Elrond grabbed her shoulder and said in a stern whisper, "Celynnen, please don't follow the company. I know you have been considering it, but don't." Celynnen was shocked by her father's urgency. Sure, she had though about following them, but she wasn't going to.
"Father, what do you mean? I won't go anywhere. I'm going to stay right here. In Rivendell."
Elrond sighed and said a very relieved "Thank you," and left her alone to think.
***
"I can't sleep," Celynnen said to herself. She was thinking too much. Way too much. "I think too much," she muttered. She was thinking about what her father had said, the Company, Madella and Legolas. And the day she met Merry and Pippin. What a day that was.
When Elrond was still healing Frodo, Celynnen went out to visit her horse, Luthien. She had found Merry and Pippin in the storage room, eating apples. When they saw her, Pippin opened his mouth in mid-bite and the apple fell out of his mouth. Merry worked up the courage to say, "Who are you?"
She laughed and had said, "My name is Lady Celynnen Neryssa Evenstar, but some people call me miramiel. Now, who are yo and why are you eating the horse's apples?"
They had told her that they couldn't find any in the house, so they went to the storage room to find them. Since that day, Merry, Pippin, and Celynnen had been friends.
Since she couldn't sleep, Celynnen decided to go on a horse back ride. "Oh, my hair always gets in the way!" She whispered to herself as she braided it. She put her hooded blue cloak on and walked to the stables. She also grabbed her bow and quiver, just in case.
"Hey, Luthien," she said to her horse. "We're going on a ride." Luthien was perfect, like her namesake. She was a creamy-white colour with a brown mane and tail. Celynnen gracefully leapt upon her horse and set out for her trail.
Nobody knew about Celynnen's trail. Not even Arwen. She had discovered it when she was 2,269 years old, the very day she had learned that her mother, Celebrain, had departed over the Sea.
She had been riding for about an hour when she heard hoof-beats coming from the right of her. Celynnen halted Luthien, and took out her bow.
"Come out now, or I'll shoot and I rarely miss," she said in a powerful voice.
"You miss more than I do and you know it! By the way, I'm up on Legolas by 12. C'mon, Celynnen, it's me, Nicola!" Nicola came out from behind a tree with her horse, Tinuviel.
"Nicola!" Celynnen hissed. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
"Following Legolas," she replied simply as they rode back towards Rivendell. "He is here, right?"
"No, he's not here! He left five days ago with eight other people to take the One Ring to Mordor!" Celynnen replied, still shocked to find Nicola.
Nicki sighed and looked around. "Great, they took my brother with them. Well, I can still follow them. Norolim, Tinuviel." She urged her horse forward and passed Celynnen.
Celyn gave a frustrated groan and caught up to Nicki. "You're not going without me!" I am so totally disobeying Dad, but hey, it's worth it!
"Do you think I would go without you and Arwen?" Nicola said as they both hopped off their horses. "Speaking of Arwen, you better go wake her up so you two can pack."
"I'm already up!" They looked up and saw Arwen on the balcony. "Hurry up! We don't want anybody to wake up." Celynnen and Nicola ran swiftly and silently up to Celynnen's room. When they arrived, Celynnen went straight to her closet and took out her favourite riding dress. Arwen entered her sister's room and laid an armload of food on Celynnen's bed.
Celynnen sputtered some nonsense words; she hated it when other people put food on her bed. She didn't mind when she did it herself, because she was always careful. Arwen laughed and said, "It's for the trip, you dim-wit." Celynnen muttered something unintelligible and Nicola burst out laughing.
"Shut up!" Celynnen hissed at her, almost on the verge of cracking herself. "Someone might hear!"
"So?"
"That means tha we couldn't go and you would be sent back to Mirkwood to face your daddy."
Nicola's face went from a smile to a gasp. "No! You wouldn't!"
"I wouldn't, but my dad would."
"And so would I," came a voice behind the girls. They each jumped about three feet and turned around.
"Elrohir? What are you doing awake?" All three asked at the same time.
"What am I doing awake? I heard voices, so I came to investigate. What are you doing awake?" He told them as his gaze went from Arwen to Celynnen to Celynnen's pack to the food on her bed to Nicola. He was supremely confused.
"Uh.well. you see. er. yeah. ok." Celynnen started, but she couldn't tell Elrohir what they were going to do that night. But, he already knew they were going somewhere. Oh my gosh, this is so obvious. Lothlorien! Celynnen sent her sister this message (Arwen and Celynnen have telepathic powers too! Since they're twins, of course) and Arwen nodded. "We're going to Lothlorien to visit Lady Galadriel."
Elrohir looked very unconvinced.
"Nicola's never been, and we wanted to take her with us. Except nobody knows we're going and nobody knows Nicola's here," Arwen told him sheepishly.
"Except me."
"Except you. Now please don't tell Dad 'til tomorrow. Please, Elrohir." Celynnen put the puppy-dog pout on.
Elrohir winced. "No, not the puppy-dog put!" He said in mock- horror. He got down on his knees and pleaded. "Anything but the puppy-dog pout!"
Nicola giggled. "Just don't tell anybody."
"I won't. See ya. I gotta get some sleep." He yawned and left the room.
"Whew. I thought we were done for. That was some story you two came up with!" said a superbly relieved Nicola.
"Technically, it wasn't a lie. We are going to go through Lorien and you haven't been there before; we just left out all the details," Celynnen explained as she placed the food in her pack.
"Oh. Kay. Right." Nicola stared at Celynnen, thinking she was crazy. (Which is kinda true, but that's not the point!)
By the time Celynnen was done packing, it was midnight. Arwen packed her stuff, and they were ready to go. They went down to the stables and woke their horses up. Arwen's horse, Nimrodel, looked almost exactly like Luthien, except that she had a different marking on her head.
"Don't forget your bow," Nicola called to Celynnen. "There may be some encounters with orcs." Celynnen walked over to her closet, where she kept all her bows and arrows. She had quite a few; plain wood ones and elegant metal ones. She chose the one that Legolas and Nicola had given her for her 2,777th birthday last year. It was her favourite and most efficient bow.
As Celynnen left the bow shed, she took one last look at Rivendell. She hadn't left her beautiful home since February, 9 months ago now. But this time, she felt like she wasn't coming back. She would come back eventually, but not for a long while.
***
For the next few weeks, nothing exciting happened. They walked, ate, and then slept. On some days, they were faster, and others slower. Arwen, Celynnen, and Nicola didn't talk much, if at all. They were concentrating on catching up with the company. Then finally, one night Arwen announced that they were just less than a mile behind them.
Nicola started to do a little victory dance. "Oh, yeah! I caught up with him! Beat that, Dad!"
Arwen and Celynnen stared at her.
Nicola stopped abruptly. "Sorry."
"Well, anyway, I heard Gandalf and Aragorn saying that they might have to go through Moria," Arwen told them.
"That's not cool. We won't be able to follow them if they do," Celynnen said, stating the obvious.
"Yeah, really. Well, I suppose we could go a different way and possibly get to Lothlorien before them, and follow them after they leave," Nicola suggested. "It's risky, but worth it."
"And it just might work," Celynnen told Nicola and Arwen reassuringly.
***
"Come on, let's sing something appropriate for our journey," Arwen told her sister. "Something to lift all our spirits, including the Company's."
"Yeah, I think that's a good idea. Don't you, Celynnen?" Nicola turned to look at her best friend, who was just staring into space and braiding her hair. If you knew Celynnen very well, you would know that she was thinking of something. She didn't always braid her hair. She jus did something with it.
"What are you doing?" Arwen questioned, suspiciously.
"Aha! I got it!" Celynnen shouted, unaware of her sister's question.
"Got what?"
"A song I just made up. It goes like this:
May it be an evening star
Shines down upon you
May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true
You walk a lonely road
Oh! How far you are from home
Mornie utulie
Believe and you will find your way
Mornie alantie
A promise lives within you know
May it be the shadows call
Will fly away
May it be your journey on
To light the day
When the night is overcome
You may rise to find the sun
Mornie utulie
Believe and you will find your way
Mornie alantie
A promise lives within you now
A promise lies within you now."
***
Legolas looked up suddenly from his dinner and hissed "Shut up!" to the talking Hobbits. They shut up very quickly and listened. Aragorn and Legolas stood up. All of them heard a few faint voices singing something. They heard the words:
"Mornie utulie
Believe and you will find your way
Mornie alantie
A promise lives within you now" They heard more words that lightened their troubled hearts and eased their minds. "Somebody is singing for us." Boromir said as he declared the obvious. "I wonder who they are." "Me too," Legolas murmured and then said to Aragorn in Elvish," They sound an awful lot like Nicola, Celynnen and Arwen."
"I know," Aragorn responded. "But they couldn't have followed us. We would've seen them."
Legolas thought for a moment. "It's possible that they set out a few days after us and would've been too far behind for us to see. Now that they have caught up with us, they decided to sing for us."
"If that is so, we must return the favour," Aragorn told his friend and began a song in Elvish.
"O mor henion i dhu:
Ely siriar, el sila
A! Aniron undomiel
From darkness I understand the night:
Dreams flow, a star shines
Ah! I desire Evenstar"
Then Legolas sang:
"Tiro! El eria e mor
L'lir en el luthia 'uren
A! Aniron miramiel
Look! A star rises out of the darkness
The song of the star enchants my heart
Ah! I desire Moonstar
Tiro! El eria e mor"
Aragorn:
Ely siriar, el sila
Ai! Aniron undsmiel
O mor henion i dhu:
Legolas:
L'lir en el luitha 'uren
Ai! Aniron miramiel"
They ended their song and stared out into the distance.