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"No longer living?" I murmured in shock.

Sure enough, I could see the shadows of trees through him, and I wondered why I hadn't noticed that I was talking to a ghost before.

"Yes, I must have been dead for nearly two or three thousand years now," Legolas said softly.

"I am sorry," I whispered.

"Do not be. I had a full life before I finally died. Besides, it was lonely being the last, except for Gandalf. But now I am truly alone, though I know they are here," he said.

"Who?" I asked.

"The Fellowship," he said.

"The Fellowship? Who are they and why are you alone if they are here?" I asked, thoroughly puzzled.

"We were once a band of friends though at the start, most of us were weary of each other. But after so much hardship, we made an unbreakable bond. Until now, for we are separated from each other by some barrier or other. I know they are here, for I can feel them, but I can not see or hear them except for the echoes of their voices," Legolas said softly.

Then a slight warmth filled his sad eyes and he looked back at me.

"If you see them, tell them that I am sorry," he said.

"I will," I said softly, wishing I could ease his ever present grief.

"Thank you," he said softly and faded away.