***Okay readers, This is going to be the last chapter. I had planned on making the story longer, but I'm not sure how I will be able to juggle school. What I may do though is go back when I have time and try to fix certain things, like the dragon incident and any other parts of the storyline that people seem to have a problem with. I would just like to thank you all for reading my story and putting up with short chapters and spelling errors. Alright, I'll stop and let you read my story before you get too bored and leave. Thanks again because whenever I get reviews I feel like my writing is worth the time. Although I must warn you that I suck at endings.
The scent of fresh, crisp morning dewdrops was still in the air as Gimli awoke. Close by, his best friend Legolas was sat facing the rising sun. The dwarf's heart felt like it could fly knowing that they were friends again.
"I see you are awake my friend."
Legolas turned and gave Gimli a friendly smile. "I thought that your dwarfly snoring would never subside. Come Gimli, enjoy this wonderful morning with the sun and I."
"Alright my friend." With that, the dwarf plopped down beside the fair elf. Gimli gazed at the sky suroundiing the awakened sun. Pink was tossed across a bluish hue while orange lit the outsides of any nearby clouds. The son of Gloin stopped his awe and looked to his friend. "Do you know of anywhere Legolas where I could-?"
"Yes, Gimli. I know of what you wish to ask and a healer I know in a nearby village will have just the thing for your friend."
Gimli walked though a village not too far away from where they had watched the sun rise. Gimli never would've noticed the tiny elven town for it was well hidden among the trees of the forest. The elfs that inhabited the place seemed simple and pleasant.
Legolas led Gimli into what seemed to be the hallow of a very large tree. Gimli had always thought that a haloow in a tree meant that it was unsafe and unhealthy. His thoughts were proved wrong when he saw that inside the tree had a rich trunk with lush leaves sprouting from the inside.
"So this is Gimli, son of Gloin."
The dwarf turned to the voice that had snuck up from behind. Of course, what was he to suspect in a town of elves. What Gimli saw was another elf, the immortality left the elf to be tall and fair with only few wrinkles and a furrowed forehead as signs of age.
"I have heard much about you from the elves in my village."
"I-." Gimli looked to Legolas who only smiled.
"What I have heard master dwarf, is that you, in the middle of a war, saved the life of Mirkwood's prince after he was wounded by another elf. What I have heard, is that the valient dwarf whom has shown signs of compassion and love has come to me in need of seeds to sow. I now can see that a dwarf, dwarfs that have always destroyed the earth and retreated to mines, has come to start the life of one of nature's plants. I have been around for quite a while Gimli, almost four thousand years as a matter of fact, and never have I seen such a sight. If I live to forever Gimli, I will never forget this day." When Gimli remained silent from all that was said to him. The elf before him placed a few tiny seeds in the hard palm of the dwarf. "There my friend. Plant these seeds and know that you have started the life of something beautiful."
Gimli finally found the words that were lodged in his throat. "I thank you master elf, I will be in gratitude as long as I walk the earth for such seeds and kind words." With that Legolas and Gimli departed in a happy, comfortable silence.
The tree that was once known to hold prisoners welcomed Gimli with lusher limbs than before. Gimli felt warm as he stepped closer to the tree.
"I have kept my promise my friend." With that, the massive hand for a dwarf scooped aside a large handful of dirt that moistened in his palm. Gimli reached into his pocket and pulled out the seeds. Slowly he dropped them in.
"I am proud of you Gimli." Legolas smiled down after putting a gentle hand on the dwarf's shoulder.
"I have never felt better my friend." Gimli then covered up the seeds with another scoop of his palm. "There."
Gimli took a step back and admired the tree that had once been the flimsiest in the forest. What limbs were once thin and tawny, now held branches of blooming leaves of green and gold with silver blossoms.
"She is happy my friend. She will always remember you." Legolas smiled from beside his friend.
"I can now understand Legolas, how you can sing to the trees so often. There is beauty in everything. The tree Legolas, is like our friendship. When we first met, there was no question of distrust and maybe even a bit of a grudge." They both chuckled before Gimli went on. "And then, slowly I began to feel kindness coming from you towards me and even though I tried to put up my dwarfish walls, you didn't turn your back on me when I was in trouble."
"Nor did you to I my friend."
"And now, our friendship is truly beautiful my friend. Truly beautiful."
"You are right my friend, it is." With that, Legolas and Gimli turned away from the tree that now looked like it could be planted in the richest soil in the earth. They walked. The two of them would walk wherever adventure would take them.
The End