The sun peered over Rivendell, smiling beams of light on to the waking city, like rays of pure gold from heaven. The waterfall glistened from afar; each droplet of water sparkled like finely honed crystal, dispersing rainbows. Liquid colour mixed with the sunbeams, painting perfection itself onto the morning sky. A lilting breeze lifted the branches of the trees that stood adjacent to the grand courtyard and the birds added their choral melody to the sweet song of nature.
The song of the Forest entranced Legolas, being an elf he had heard it many times but he never tired of the beauty of it. He came to the stream, bubbling gaily, its voice ringing through the foliage. He had visited this stream frequently since his arrival at Rivendell, within its surroundings he found a great calming influence.
Upon leaving its picturesque banks, Legolas had felt the cares and worries of the last few days being soothed away with the melodious flow of the water. His sorrow had seemed to disappear with the meandering stream. He knew contentment for the first time in days.
As he walked over the impressive wooden bridge that led back into Rivendell he saw Amaniël sitting alone on the ledge of the fountain that stood central in the sunlit courtyard. Her dark hair curled about her shoulders and was fastened in a jewelled clasp. She was watching the motion of the fountain intently, the beams of light playing on the water as it was pushed high into the air and came back to the waiting pool below. He watched as the water sprayed cool beads onto her smiling face and saw the refreshed look it left behind.
He knew that the words Arwen had spoken were true indeed. The whole ambiance of Rivendell was healing her, just as the stream had helped him to collect his thoughts so many times, the atmosphere was curing her of her physical and emotional maladies. He suspected that the very air of Rivendell contained sustenance for aching hearts and weary souls. Indeed, his short stay here had given him time to reflect on his troubles. He knew however that it was very different for Amaniël, she was desperately trying to mend her spirit after the hardship of a love unrequited.
Legolas had learnt from Arwen that after she had gone to Lothlorien, Amaniël had been greatly touched by Arwen's gesture. Arwen had put love in jeopardy for friendship's sake, she had put on hold her happiness for Amaniël and the sacrifice had thrown her. Amaniël took the chance that Arwen had given to her and had tried to approach Aragorn. Aragorn though, was already attracted to Arwen and had told Amaniël gently but honestly the depth of his feelings for her. Amaniël had obviously been inconceivably hurt by this, but remembering Arwen's sacrifice for her, gave them her blessing, knowing in her heart that nothing would come of her feelings for Aragorn. In time she had come to heal and when talk of their wedding had arisen, Amaniël had agreed to come, for she cared ardently for her. Many long years had passed and Amaniël could finally be truly happy for Arwen.
Legolas was sure that Amaniël was no longer in love with Aragorn and he had learnt of her feelings for him, but he had made a solemn promise to Arwen that he would wait until he could be certain that she was fully healed and to that he would hold.
Legolas watched as Amaniël got up and started to walk towards the large stone archway in the main building. She caught his eye and smiled merrily at him, not knowing that she was on his mind to such an extent. He glanced over at the fountain with its elven inscription "Tenna' ento lye omenta". He at once felt a new hope as he studied the words. Until next we meet.
The song of the Forest entranced Legolas, being an elf he had heard it many times but he never tired of the beauty of it. He came to the stream, bubbling gaily, its voice ringing through the foliage. He had visited this stream frequently since his arrival at Rivendell, within its surroundings he found a great calming influence.
Upon leaving its picturesque banks, Legolas had felt the cares and worries of the last few days being soothed away with the melodious flow of the water. His sorrow had seemed to disappear with the meandering stream. He knew contentment for the first time in days.
As he walked over the impressive wooden bridge that led back into Rivendell he saw Amaniël sitting alone on the ledge of the fountain that stood central in the sunlit courtyard. Her dark hair curled about her shoulders and was fastened in a jewelled clasp. She was watching the motion of the fountain intently, the beams of light playing on the water as it was pushed high into the air and came back to the waiting pool below. He watched as the water sprayed cool beads onto her smiling face and saw the refreshed look it left behind.
He knew that the words Arwen had spoken were true indeed. The whole ambiance of Rivendell was healing her, just as the stream had helped him to collect his thoughts so many times, the atmosphere was curing her of her physical and emotional maladies. He suspected that the very air of Rivendell contained sustenance for aching hearts and weary souls. Indeed, his short stay here had given him time to reflect on his troubles. He knew however that it was very different for Amaniël, she was desperately trying to mend her spirit after the hardship of a love unrequited.
Legolas had learnt from Arwen that after she had gone to Lothlorien, Amaniël had been greatly touched by Arwen's gesture. Arwen had put love in jeopardy for friendship's sake, she had put on hold her happiness for Amaniël and the sacrifice had thrown her. Amaniël took the chance that Arwen had given to her and had tried to approach Aragorn. Aragorn though, was already attracted to Arwen and had told Amaniël gently but honestly the depth of his feelings for her. Amaniël had obviously been inconceivably hurt by this, but remembering Arwen's sacrifice for her, gave them her blessing, knowing in her heart that nothing would come of her feelings for Aragorn. In time she had come to heal and when talk of their wedding had arisen, Amaniël had agreed to come, for she cared ardently for her. Many long years had passed and Amaniël could finally be truly happy for Arwen.
Legolas was sure that Amaniël was no longer in love with Aragorn and he had learnt of her feelings for him, but he had made a solemn promise to Arwen that he would wait until he could be certain that she was fully healed and to that he would hold.
Legolas watched as Amaniël got up and started to walk towards the large stone archway in the main building. She caught his eye and smiled merrily at him, not knowing that she was on his mind to such an extent. He glanced over at the fountain with its elven inscription "Tenna' ento lye omenta". He at once felt a new hope as he studied the words. Until next we meet.