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"English"

"Elvish"

'Thought'


Finally outside the cursed mine, the Fellowship falls to the ground in sorrow.

Sam sits and drops his head into his hands.

Gimli is fighting for Boromir to release him as he faces the mine.

Merry comforts a sobbing Pippin.

Legolas holds Kagome tightly as she cries into his shoulder.

"Legolas."

Raising his head, he looks over at Aragorn.

"Get them up."

Although he seems hesitant, he does as is asked.

Boromir turns to him in anger.

"Give them a moment, for pity's sake!"

The exiled king motions around him.

"By nightfall these hills will be swarming with orcs!"

Sheathing his sword, he looks behind him.

"We must reach the woods of Lothlórien."

Gathering the Hobbits, Aragorn notices Frodo walking away.

"Frodo!"

He stops and turns back, his eyes red from crying.

They make it over the hills and get close to a stream that marks the border of the wood.

Unnoticed, Kagome falls back.

Feeling light headed and dizzy, she remembers the wound she had received in the mine.

Bringing her hand up to her side, she feels a sticky wetness.

Removing her hand, she finds it covered in blood.

Her vision begins to darken.

Pippin, having noticed that the healer was no longer beside him, turns back to see her sway, her hand red.

"Kagome!"

At his yell, the others turn to see Kagome's eyes close as she falls into the stream.

Racing towards her, Legolas kneels down and picks the upper half of her body up from the water, her head falling back with no support.

Aragon joins him and begins to look for what caused her to faint.

Seeing the red in the water, he followed its path to her side.

Reaching out a hand, he pulls up at the hem of her shirt.

A large gash had been cut into her side.

Aragorn looked up into Legolas' concerned face.

"We need to get her to Lothlórien, quickly!"

Nodding, the elf rises to his feet and begins to run once more for the tree line, the others quickly following.

Finally within the woods, they slow down and move cautiously.

"Stay close young Hobbits."

He motions for them to stand beside him as he begins to move.

"They say a Sorceress lives in these woods. An elf-witch of terrible power. All who look upon her fall under her spell..."

Frodo begins to hear a voice in his head.

Frodo...

"…and are never seen again!"

...your coming to us is as the footsteps of doom.

You bring great evil here, Ringbearer.

Sam looks at Frodo's pale face.

"Mr. Frodo?"

Gimli, not paying attention, continues on.

"Well, here is one Dwarf she won't ensnare so easily. I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a fox!"

The 'eyes of a hawk' quickly took notice of the arrow pointed at his nose.

"Oh."

The group tenses as they find archers surrounding them.

A blonde elf in armor steps forward.

"The Dwarf breathes so loud, we could have shot him in the dark."

Gimli growls at him.

His eyes widen as he catches sight of the female in Legolas' arms.

"Follow me," he instructs.

Giving Kagome to the healers, the rest of the Fellowship is led high into the trees where they are to meet Lord Celeborn and Galadriel, Lady of Light.

The Hobbits look on in awe at the striking pair appearing before them.

"The Enemy knows you have entered here. What hope you had in secrecy is now gone."

Celeborn looks over at them.

"Nine there are, yet ten there were set out from Rivendell. Tell me, where is Gandalf, for I much desire to speak with him…I can no longer see him from afar."

Looking into Frodo's mind, Galadriel is given the answer.

In a whispering voice, she speaks.

"Gandalf the Grey did not pass the borders of this land. He has fallen into shadow."

She looks over those assembled before her.

Legolas speaks to her.

"He was taken by both shadow and flame: a Balrog of Morgoth."

The lord and lady were shocked by this news.

Legolas continues.

"For we went needlessly into the net of Moria."

Gimli looks down in guilt.

Galadriel spoke.

"Needless were none of the deeds of Gandalf in life. We do not yet know his full purpose."

She looks to Gimli.

"Do not let the great emptiness of Khazad-dum fill your heart Gimli, Son of Gloin, for the world has grown full of peril. And in all lands, love is now mingled with grief."

She look into Boromir's eyes, as if looking into his very soul.

Continuing, she addresses the group as a whole.

"The Quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little and it will fail, to the ruin of all..."

She brings her gaze to Sam.

"Yet hope remains while the company is true."

She continues with a reassuring smile.

"Do not let your hearts be troubled. Go now and rest for you are weary with sorrow and much toil. Tonight you will sleep in peace."

Moving her gaze, her eyes rest on Frodo.

Welcome, Frodo of the Shire...

...one who has seen the Eye!

As night fell, the remains of the Fellowship were able to bathe and were given clean clothes.

Carrying a pitcher of water, Legolas listens to the song in the air with a sad smile on his face.

"A lament to Gandalf."

Everyone stopped what they were doing to listen.

Merry turned to the elf prince.

"What do they say about him?"

Legolas looks down.

"I have not the heart to tell you."

"Sometimes it is not what words are written that makes a song. But rather, it is the words your heart hears."

Everyone looked up as an Elven woman walks towards them.

Her white hair fell loosely around her, just below her hips, the surrounding light giving it an ethereal glow. The sides were pulled back, as was common amongst elves, leaving her bangs to frame her face.

Her green eyes shone bright against her lightly tanned skin, which seemed to glow in the light.

Covering her form was a dress of white.

The neck of the dress was wide, barely on her shoulders as it lowered over her chest. A transparent green trimmed the collar of her dress.

The sleeves of her dress opened below a band of the same green that rested above her elbows.

Resting on her hips, a green belt was tied; the strips falling to the hem of her dress.

The group eyed her warily, not recognizing her.

Pippin ran towards the female with a smile on his face, his kin quick to follow.

Shouts of laughter from the Hobbits caused the others to start in surprise.

"Kagome, you're all right!"

Smiling, she kneeled to the floor and opened her arms to wrap around the small people.

"I'm just fine."

"How did you get hurt?"

She looked over at Merry.

"I was distracted by the sight of two little Hobbits jumping onto the back of a troll four times their size. One of the Orcs was able to cut me. It's a mistake that should not have been made."

Sam looked over her curiously.

"How did you forget you were wounded?"

She gave him a shrug.

"The adrenaline from all the fighting and running pushed the pain from my mind."

Frodo continued to hold onto her.

"I'm glad you're alright."

She drew them all in close.

"So am I."

A loud snore causes them to turn sharply at the noise.

Furrowing his brow, Aragorn slowly looks down beside him at the sleeping form of Gimli.

An annoyed look washed over his face.

Lifting his arm, he brought it back quickly, hitting the sleeping Dwarf.

The Elves lament soon ends, their voices fading into the night.

Yawning, Pippin looked back up at the white-haired elf.

"Kagome?"

"Yes?"

"Could you sing to us again?"

Her eyes softened as her mouth curled into a soft smile.

"Of course."

Getting up, the little Hobbits scramble for their make-shift beds.

Placing a hand on the ground, Kagome was about to get up when a hand in front of her face stopped her.

She looks up into Legolas' eyes.

Without breaking contact, she places her hand in his and allows him to help her up.

Keeping hold of her hand, he walks with her to where the Hobbits have made their beds for the night.

Legolas guides her to sit down on a large root. Glancing down from her seat, she looks into the Hobbits expectant faces and begins her song.

Holta hendutya

Sérë cartya

Lastatyë si, sina linclë

Lirin na tye

Her voice echoes through the trees, causing curious Elves to stop and listen to the haunting melody.

Slowly, the four succumb to sleep.

As the song ends, her voice fades.

Quietly, she rose and moved past their sleeping forms.

She is stopped by Legolas, who is blocking her path.

"Walk with me?"

Placing her hand once more into his waiting one, he led her from the clearing and to the bank of the river.

Turning to face her, he brought his hand up and placed it where she had been wounded.

His fingers lightly traced where he remembered the deep cut.

His touch caused her to shiver.

Keeping his eyes on his hand, he spoke.

"I felt my heart stop when I saw you fall."

Sliding his hand to her back, he drew her into his arms, her hands coming up to rest on his chest.

Wrapping his other arm around her upper back, he held her closely as he spoke into her hair.

"You were so pale and still…"

He briefly tightened his hold.

Her softly, her voice shook as it reached his ears.

"I'm sorry."

Drawing his arm from her back, he brought it up to cup her face, gently turning it to look onto his own.

His eyes softened when he saw the unshed tears drowning her eyes.

Slowly, he lowered his face to meet her lips in a soft kiss.

Removing one of her hands, she brought it up to rest at the base of his skull.

Unwilling to let go of each other, the kiss deepened as Legolas swiped his tongue over her lips, seeking for them to open.

Granting him access, the two fought for dominance.

The need for air soon became too great for them to ignore.

Their chests heaving with heavy breaths, they stared at one another.

Pulling her once more into his arm, they simply stood in silence, watching the moonlight play upon the water's surface.

~* Sometime Later *~

"You wish to know what path to follow from here."

Kagome looks at the Lady of Light.

"Yes."

"What is it you wish to do?"

The white haired elf raises her brow.

"It's not often I am asked that particular question."

Galadriel chuckles.

Kagome sighs.

"I wish to stay with the Fellowship."

"Why is that?"

"We've come this far together, and I feel as though I need to stay with them."

Galadriel nods her head.

"Then travel with them."

Kagome chuckles.

"To be honest, I was going to anyway, regardless of what was said."

"You just wanted to hear me say it."

Kagome nods her head.

"I did."

Galadriel laughs.

"Lord Eru did say you were a bit of a spitfire."

The two women talked a bit before turning in to bed.