He looks up at me with his blue, pleading eyes. my eyes dart to the ring he
holds out to me. a truly beautiful ring, a family heirloom, he tells me. He
is a man of power, something i knew, but never really registered until now.
he shall rule Gondor one day, and lead it to freedom, away from the shadow.
By this ring, he wants me to be by his side, to meet his beloved father and
brother. Do I love him? that is not the question, for I love him with all
my heart and soul. Yet, a shadow hangs above me. What is holding me back?
he does not care about my past, or what i chose to do with my life, he just
loves me.
I look at the ring he is holding, and with a smile I diminish all
doubt from his mind. He takes the ring, and slides it upon my finger. it
fits. He lifts me up like a child and embraces me with a laugh, and I hug
him back with all my heart.
~*~
a horn echos through the hills, a last desperate plea for help. My heart freezes. I run. Branches and trees are pulling at me, trying to hold me back. I keep pushing foward. I'm at the top of the hill. thousands of Orcs swarm over the valley before me, giving the beautiful scenery a slightly twisted edge. The horn blows again, more desperate this time, it snaps my thoughts back to my task. I run harder. I feel a trickle of sweat run down my cheek. Or is it blood? I don't care. I must find the horn. a whistle beside my ear tells me that i am not going unnoticed. i draw my sword, and strike at anything that gets in my way. I must not stop. The Orcs are diminishing. I see one of my friends up ahead, but still, i dont stop. I slow, seeing what i have been following. The horn. terrible images cross my mind as i think of the one who bares the horn. what I see is worse than i fear. an Uruk Hai is lining up to shoot him. he who is my world. he who is my life! no time to think, just do. I leap at the foul creature, knocking him off balance. i fight him with all the fury and anger that is pent up inside. The foul thing no longer moves. I run fowared to the horn-blower. His face has lost all colour, though he tries to remain brave. I try and be strong for him, though i am screaming on the inside. I move to pull the arrows out, but his hand stays mine. I stare into his beautiful blue eyes, trying to say all the things to bring comfort to him, but they wont come. His hands reaches up to stroke my face. I close my eyes and lean into his gentle caress. i feel his hand drop away. I open my eyes, and stare into his vacant ones. i kiss his still lips, and take off the ring.
a horn echos through the hills, a last desperate plea for help. My heart freezes. I run. Branches and trees are pulling at me, trying to hold me back. I keep pushing foward. I'm at the top of the hill. thousands of Orcs swarm over the valley before me, giving the beautiful scenery a slightly twisted edge. The horn blows again, more desperate this time, it snaps my thoughts back to my task. I run harder. I feel a trickle of sweat run down my cheek. Or is it blood? I don't care. I must find the horn. a whistle beside my ear tells me that i am not going unnoticed. i draw my sword, and strike at anything that gets in my way. I must not stop. The Orcs are diminishing. I see one of my friends up ahead, but still, i dont stop. I slow, seeing what i have been following. The horn. terrible images cross my mind as i think of the one who bares the horn. what I see is worse than i fear. an Uruk Hai is lining up to shoot him. he who is my world. he who is my life! no time to think, just do. I leap at the foul creature, knocking him off balance. i fight him with all the fury and anger that is pent up inside. The foul thing no longer moves. I run fowared to the horn-blower. His face has lost all colour, though he tries to remain brave. I try and be strong for him, though i am screaming on the inside. I move to pull the arrows out, but his hand stays mine. I stare into his beautiful blue eyes, trying to say all the things to bring comfort to him, but they wont come. His hands reaches up to stroke my face. I close my eyes and lean into his gentle caress. i feel his hand drop away. I open my eyes, and stare into his vacant ones. i kiss his still lips, and take off the ring.