Disclaimer: *sigh* You already know. P.S. I do not own "In Dreams" *sigh*.
Howard Shore and Fran Walsh does. Haha. It's about to play right now. What
a coincidence! And I do not own "Lament for Gandalf" by Howard Shore and
Philippa Boyens.
Anra
By Sailor Book
Chapter Seven: The Knowledge of the Mirror
*When the cold of Winter comes
Starless night will cover day
In the veiling of the sun
We will walk in bitter rain*
They entered the wood. John wished he wake Elise so she too could see the ancient trees. Many of them held a hint of gold about their crowns. Yet there was some green, for it was winter, and in winter the leaves are not all golden. Tina reveled in the woods: the moist, earthy fragrance, the rustle of the leaves, the sight of the huge trunks, devoid at the moment of insect life, the feeling of Home. Here was where she would settle down for the rest of her life if she could. But she had to help in the destruction of the Ring. And she had to help Anra search for Pyroto and Aniron. Now she felt the aching loneliness that Anra must have felt for all those eons… If it had been eons… Now she felt how Anra must have felt when Terem had "deserted" her for Pyroto… She was very lonely without her best friend… Anra will be alright soon… won't she? But as she glanced once more at the draped body, the word "corpse" came to mind. She hoped that she was not dead yet. Anra was not yet fully immortal, and putting everything she had into the flood had not been a good idea.
When the Fellowship learned that Gimli must go blindfolded, it was decided that all or none would walk blindly. John refused to give up his burden to Tina, who would not stumble as John most assuredly would. But he did not trip and harm Elise as Tina had feared he might. Tina herself knew the land so well that she walked more smoothly than she would have before she Awakened, with both eyes open and unhindered. For as evidence suggests, Terem was and is able to sense the land, not just see it…
"Now rest for you are weary with much toil and much sorrow. Ring- bearer, come with me, and I will help the girl." Galadriel led John down stone steps into hollow. She went up to the trickling stream. "Place her in here, Ring-bearer." John looked at the stream doubtfully. How would Elise ever fit? After a moment he took a deep breath and placed her in, making sure her head was above the water. "Place her head in too." He looked at her now with anger.
"But she will die…"
"She will die if you don't." Gently he let her head drop down into the water. She fit perfectly into the stream. But she looked deader then ever…
*But in dreams
I still hear your name
And in dreams
We will meet again*
Aniron? Where are you? Why am I in this darkness? Where is the victorious light? Where are all my friends? Aniron… I am so afraid without your presence… Aniron…
"Anra." Why do I not see you? "I am over here." I turn. There you are! I have been waiting for so long… His arms encompass me, shutting out the darkness, letting in the light. He glows softly, a comforting white. The white shows that his body has not yet Awakened. "You silly fool!" He laughs, but his eyes are so serious. "You are dying Anra. But hopefully you will live. Never do that again, please." His eyes plead with me. But I was so worried about you. I thought that you were dead. Even Terem's presence doesn't make up for the loss of you. "I know. I know." He holds me again. He whispers in my ear, "En a Aniron (I am Aniron.). I would never leave you alone. Don't you remember? I promised. I said that I would never leave you alone. And even though we're mortal now, I never will. I love you." I love you too. "I must go now. There are things for you to learn, people you must Awaken. The danger is over now. You will be safe with Galadriel." No, don't leave me! Too late… He is fading… fading from my vision…
(Lament for Gandalf):
*A Olórin I yáresse (Olórin who once was…)
Mentaner i Númeherui (Sent by the Lords of the West)
Tírien i Rómenóri (To guard the lands of the East)
Maiaron i Oiosaila (Wisest of all Maiar)
Manan elye etevanne (What drove you to leave)
Nórie i melanelye (That which you loved?)
Mithrandir, Mithrandir, A Randir Vithren (Mithrandir, Mithrandir O Pilgrim Grey)
Ú-reniathach i amar galen (No more will you wander the green fields of this earth)
I reniad lín ne mór, nuithannen (Your journey has ended in darkness)
In gwidh ristennin, i fae narchannen (The bonds cut, the spirit broken)
I lach Anor ed ardhon gwannen (The Flame of Anor was left this World)
Caled veleg, ethuiannen. (A great light, has gone out.)*
What is this I hear? The voice is… so sorrowful. Pilgrim Grey? They couldn't possible mean… All my fault! Again! I could have stopped it! I should have stopped him!
"I will show you all." The voice is bubbly, yet trickily, like a stream. Once can almost smell water in that voice.
Suddenly, there is no darkness. I am back at the beginning. Look! There is the universe coming into existence once more! "I will show you all the ages. All the things you yourself have missed… And more. I will teach you to speak all the languages of Middle Earth. You will learn how to read the hearts of Men, Dwarves, Elves… and maybe even Sauron himself." The voice is that of something that has not seen all the ages, but knows them. It is an old voice, a weary voice. It will not have much longer to live. "Gandalf is dead to the Fellowship. I will show you even what I refuse to show Galadriel. Only the future of the quest and during and after your own time am I not allowed to show." My own time? Dead to the Fellowship?!?! What does the voice mean? For it is just a voice. No matter how I twist and turn I cannot discover its owner. It chuckles. "I am the water that someday might rest in the Mirror of Galadriel. You might say that I actually AM the mirror… But now, to business. We have a lot of present, past, and future history to cover…"
"What will I see?" John asked Galadriel suspiciously. ("Look closely now. Observe what I show him." My heart beats quicker as the golden haired elf pours the water into a silver basin. John is so handsome… "Pay attention!" It whispers to me furiously.)
"…It shows things that were, things that are, and sometimes the things that may yet be. Even the wisest cannot tell. Do you wish to look?" (The eye! It is burning me! "Wussy. I will show you how to armor yourself mentally against fire." I breathe a sigh of relief as the pain stops. Poor John, he does not have my new escape. "It is time for you to go now." So soon? "Yes so soon. Scoot. Skedaddle.") "John, to be a Ring-bearer is to be alone." I miss Elise, he thought. I would not be alone with her by my side. Neither had noticed the opening of Elise's eyelids, how they flickered from normal to violet, and back again extremely quickly, before staying at violet…
* When the seas and mountains fall
And we come to end of days
In the dark I hear a call
Calling me there
I will go there
And back again*
"Anra." Aniron! I rush to him, but cannot reach him. "Follow me." I try, but why can't I touch him. He seems so close… but whenever I think he is in my grasp, he escapes! "I miss Elise. I would not be alone with her by my side…" The voice echoes in my brain. I must get back. I must find my way. Aniron laughs. "Good bye for now my love! Until we meet again!" Don't go! Don't leave me alone! "Don't worry. You'll see me soon." He winks as he starts to fade away again. All of a sudden, my eyes snap open. I'm immersed in water!
As Elise's head rose above the water level, her eyes turned back to normal. She rose silently, the two not noticing her until she spoke.
"You are wrong Galadriel. He will never be alone. Not while I am alive, and he has the tiniest drop of water in his body. This I swear: to protect him will be my eternal duty, and one I will not give up easily."
"Elise! You're awake!" John's face shone with happiness, unaware of his pun.
"I have been Awake for a long time." (get it? Awake? awake? Some people are slow!)
"What did my Mirror tell you?"
"I'm afraid that's for me to know, and you to find out." She looked at the stream, laughing, as if they shared an inside joke.
"I'm glad you're back!" John put his hand on her arm in a friendly gesture, eyes looking deeply into hers. He was just as surprised as Elise when she impulsively gave him a hug.
"I'm glad I'm back too." She said, a little below his ear. Galadriel smiled, but was still angry at Elise's impertinence. The nerve! First to say that she was wrong, and then to refuse to share the knowledge of HER OWN MIRROR! But… John and Elise did make a cute couple… Elise turned away from John and toward Galadriel.
*We do not make a cute couple!* She glared. Galadriel was shocked! Now the wretch had read her mind AND mind spoken her! Impossible… the Mirror couldn't have showed her… could it? *Yes it did.* Now she was mind speaking Elvish! When will this madness end?
"Let's go back to the others, and tell them the great news!" John exclaimed excitedly, unknowing of the conversation he had interrupted.
"What news?" Asked Elise, puzzeled.
"Why, that you're better of course!" And off the two went, leaving Galadriel to fume at Elise's back…
To be continued in Chapter 8.
Anra
By Sailor Book
Chapter Seven: The Knowledge of the Mirror
*When the cold of Winter comes
Starless night will cover day
In the veiling of the sun
We will walk in bitter rain*
They entered the wood. John wished he wake Elise so she too could see the ancient trees. Many of them held a hint of gold about their crowns. Yet there was some green, for it was winter, and in winter the leaves are not all golden. Tina reveled in the woods: the moist, earthy fragrance, the rustle of the leaves, the sight of the huge trunks, devoid at the moment of insect life, the feeling of Home. Here was where she would settle down for the rest of her life if she could. But she had to help in the destruction of the Ring. And she had to help Anra search for Pyroto and Aniron. Now she felt the aching loneliness that Anra must have felt for all those eons… If it had been eons… Now she felt how Anra must have felt when Terem had "deserted" her for Pyroto… She was very lonely without her best friend… Anra will be alright soon… won't she? But as she glanced once more at the draped body, the word "corpse" came to mind. She hoped that she was not dead yet. Anra was not yet fully immortal, and putting everything she had into the flood had not been a good idea.
When the Fellowship learned that Gimli must go blindfolded, it was decided that all or none would walk blindly. John refused to give up his burden to Tina, who would not stumble as John most assuredly would. But he did not trip and harm Elise as Tina had feared he might. Tina herself knew the land so well that she walked more smoothly than she would have before she Awakened, with both eyes open and unhindered. For as evidence suggests, Terem was and is able to sense the land, not just see it…
"Now rest for you are weary with much toil and much sorrow. Ring- bearer, come with me, and I will help the girl." Galadriel led John down stone steps into hollow. She went up to the trickling stream. "Place her in here, Ring-bearer." John looked at the stream doubtfully. How would Elise ever fit? After a moment he took a deep breath and placed her in, making sure her head was above the water. "Place her head in too." He looked at her now with anger.
"But she will die…"
"She will die if you don't." Gently he let her head drop down into the water. She fit perfectly into the stream. But she looked deader then ever…
*But in dreams
I still hear your name
And in dreams
We will meet again*
Aniron? Where are you? Why am I in this darkness? Where is the victorious light? Where are all my friends? Aniron… I am so afraid without your presence… Aniron…
"Anra." Why do I not see you? "I am over here." I turn. There you are! I have been waiting for so long… His arms encompass me, shutting out the darkness, letting in the light. He glows softly, a comforting white. The white shows that his body has not yet Awakened. "You silly fool!" He laughs, but his eyes are so serious. "You are dying Anra. But hopefully you will live. Never do that again, please." His eyes plead with me. But I was so worried about you. I thought that you were dead. Even Terem's presence doesn't make up for the loss of you. "I know. I know." He holds me again. He whispers in my ear, "En a Aniron (I am Aniron.). I would never leave you alone. Don't you remember? I promised. I said that I would never leave you alone. And even though we're mortal now, I never will. I love you." I love you too. "I must go now. There are things for you to learn, people you must Awaken. The danger is over now. You will be safe with Galadriel." No, don't leave me! Too late… He is fading… fading from my vision…
(Lament for Gandalf):
*A Olórin I yáresse (Olórin who once was…)
Mentaner i Númeherui (Sent by the Lords of the West)
Tírien i Rómenóri (To guard the lands of the East)
Maiaron i Oiosaila (Wisest of all Maiar)
Manan elye etevanne (What drove you to leave)
Nórie i melanelye (That which you loved?)
Mithrandir, Mithrandir, A Randir Vithren (Mithrandir, Mithrandir O Pilgrim Grey)
Ú-reniathach i amar galen (No more will you wander the green fields of this earth)
I reniad lín ne mór, nuithannen (Your journey has ended in darkness)
In gwidh ristennin, i fae narchannen (The bonds cut, the spirit broken)
I lach Anor ed ardhon gwannen (The Flame of Anor was left this World)
Caled veleg, ethuiannen. (A great light, has gone out.)*
What is this I hear? The voice is… so sorrowful. Pilgrim Grey? They couldn't possible mean… All my fault! Again! I could have stopped it! I should have stopped him!
"I will show you all." The voice is bubbly, yet trickily, like a stream. Once can almost smell water in that voice.
Suddenly, there is no darkness. I am back at the beginning. Look! There is the universe coming into existence once more! "I will show you all the ages. All the things you yourself have missed… And more. I will teach you to speak all the languages of Middle Earth. You will learn how to read the hearts of Men, Dwarves, Elves… and maybe even Sauron himself." The voice is that of something that has not seen all the ages, but knows them. It is an old voice, a weary voice. It will not have much longer to live. "Gandalf is dead to the Fellowship. I will show you even what I refuse to show Galadriel. Only the future of the quest and during and after your own time am I not allowed to show." My own time? Dead to the Fellowship?!?! What does the voice mean? For it is just a voice. No matter how I twist and turn I cannot discover its owner. It chuckles. "I am the water that someday might rest in the Mirror of Galadriel. You might say that I actually AM the mirror… But now, to business. We have a lot of present, past, and future history to cover…"
"What will I see?" John asked Galadriel suspiciously. ("Look closely now. Observe what I show him." My heart beats quicker as the golden haired elf pours the water into a silver basin. John is so handsome… "Pay attention!" It whispers to me furiously.)
"…It shows things that were, things that are, and sometimes the things that may yet be. Even the wisest cannot tell. Do you wish to look?" (The eye! It is burning me! "Wussy. I will show you how to armor yourself mentally against fire." I breathe a sigh of relief as the pain stops. Poor John, he does not have my new escape. "It is time for you to go now." So soon? "Yes so soon. Scoot. Skedaddle.") "John, to be a Ring-bearer is to be alone." I miss Elise, he thought. I would not be alone with her by my side. Neither had noticed the opening of Elise's eyelids, how they flickered from normal to violet, and back again extremely quickly, before staying at violet…
* When the seas and mountains fall
And we come to end of days
In the dark I hear a call
Calling me there
I will go there
And back again*
"Anra." Aniron! I rush to him, but cannot reach him. "Follow me." I try, but why can't I touch him. He seems so close… but whenever I think he is in my grasp, he escapes! "I miss Elise. I would not be alone with her by my side…" The voice echoes in my brain. I must get back. I must find my way. Aniron laughs. "Good bye for now my love! Until we meet again!" Don't go! Don't leave me alone! "Don't worry. You'll see me soon." He winks as he starts to fade away again. All of a sudden, my eyes snap open. I'm immersed in water!
As Elise's head rose above the water level, her eyes turned back to normal. She rose silently, the two not noticing her until she spoke.
"You are wrong Galadriel. He will never be alone. Not while I am alive, and he has the tiniest drop of water in his body. This I swear: to protect him will be my eternal duty, and one I will not give up easily."
"Elise! You're awake!" John's face shone with happiness, unaware of his pun.
"I have been Awake for a long time." (get it? Awake? awake? Some people are slow!)
"What did my Mirror tell you?"
"I'm afraid that's for me to know, and you to find out." She looked at the stream, laughing, as if they shared an inside joke.
"I'm glad you're back!" John put his hand on her arm in a friendly gesture, eyes looking deeply into hers. He was just as surprised as Elise when she impulsively gave him a hug.
"I'm glad I'm back too." She said, a little below his ear. Galadriel smiled, but was still angry at Elise's impertinence. The nerve! First to say that she was wrong, and then to refuse to share the knowledge of HER OWN MIRROR! But… John and Elise did make a cute couple… Elise turned away from John and toward Galadriel.
*We do not make a cute couple!* She glared. Galadriel was shocked! Now the wretch had read her mind AND mind spoken her! Impossible… the Mirror couldn't have showed her… could it? *Yes it did.* Now she was mind speaking Elvish! When will this madness end?
"Let's go back to the others, and tell them the great news!" John exclaimed excitedly, unknowing of the conversation he had interrupted.
"What news?" Asked Elise, puzzeled.
"Why, that you're better of course!" And off the two went, leaving Galadriel to fume at Elise's back…
To be continued in Chapter 8.