A/N: Ahhh. Is finished. I am kinda sad. It was really fun to write. I really had to think of a ending. I hope you like my story. I should be starting a new one soon. (After I finish "Dude where's my ring" which I expect to be soon.) I have a lot of time with March break.



Legolas's silvery hair swayed as it caught the waves of cool air, which galloped between the tall trees.

Taking her last breath, Leali stared into Legolas's watering eyes. "I love you". Legolas smiled "and I you".

The convoy found them as such. Lying in each other's faithful grasp, an angelic smile shared on their pale faces.

Shadowfax had galloped to the gates of Rivendell and brought help as he was asked, but the help was to late.

The stallion snorted his sorrow and bowed his head. "Good friend, fate runs faster than any steed"

Elrond, who was mounted and at the head of the group, nudged his horse to stand alongside Shadowfax. "They belong here."

Though tears stained the lords face, he knew they died with love close to heart.

"Friends grieve fore great lives were taken, but do not wish it not be. To die as such is no tragedy"

Elrond dismounted and walked so he stood before the couple. A smile swept its way across his face, and he looked around the sparkling forest. Turning without a word the lord remounted his silver steed.

"Farewell good friends. I pray I may have such a honourably death as thee" And with that he lead the group back to Rivendell.

Months past. The Ring was destroyed, and all the remnants of Sauron's forces were scattered.

A hobbit's voice spread through the forest as he steered his pony around the trees.

"I can't wait to see Rivendell, again".

"Me neither" Answered another hobbit who was riding close behind. "Where's Frodo?"

Merry reined his dark pony to a stop. "He is riding with Sam a little ways back" Pippin said also halting his pony. "We should wait".

A few minutes pasted before the other two travelers slipped to a stop beside the others. "Come on! You guys are slow," whined Pippin.

"Are you not excited to be going back to Rivendell? We can visit Elrond and Bilbo".

"Legolas" Merry added, and a hopeful look passed his features. They had not heard new of their friends since their abrupt departure in Islagard.

The hobbits nudged their ponies and started again towards the elven city. Frodo followed the group, but stopped suddenly.

He had heard a familiar whisper on the wind. Looking around where he halted, his breath escaped his mouth.

A crystal waterfall trickled to his left and the trees shone with the wisdom of all their years.

As he surveyed his surroundings something caught his attention. "How peculiar"

Frodo whispered to himself and dismounted.

He walked onto a platform of rock and knelt to his knees. Something shiny was wedged in a crack in the rock.

Frodo brought his sword from his side and pried it carefully out.

He crawled with it in his hand to the edge of the small stream, and washed the dirt off.

A soft moan escaped his mouth, as he glared at the item. "Frodo?" He looked up to find the other hobbits waiting for him with worried looks on their faces.

Quickly he got up and remounted his bay pony. A warm wind whistled through the trees and the forest seemed to come alive.

"We will not be seeing Legolas or Leali again" He looked around once more, smiled, and nudged his pony to a steady walk, leaving the others behind, speechless.



Ok ok that sucked. I really did not know how to end it. If you can think of a better way post on the review board and I will write an alternative ending