'Tis sad how different we were, yet how similar we became. I remember
meeting him… not at first. At first it was a glance, then two, then three.
And then there was the meeting.
~PROLOUGE~
You see-my father, a man, mortal in every sense has died long ago. And my mother, an elf, still very much alive has given me a place among immortals. Though I am half-immortal, I still have mortal qualities. And 'tis sad that I will not live as long as I should. You see, I have the elfish blood of immortality in my body, yet it is weak. Contaminated by humans as some may say. But I'd like to say that it has made it stronger, for while many elves may be careless and not worry, or take their time- eons, to do certain things-I cannot. It gives me a better understanding for many things. Because I understand the better of two worlds, I am better off than many of my peers. And since I am seen as a human and an elf, I act as a mediator between the two groups.
~THE FIRST GLANCES~
After the long journey, the one the fellowship of nine had to travel to destroy the one ring, there was a feast. And all Middle-Earth participated. In the epicenter of the party, was Lothlorien my home at the time. Lothlorien was very dear to me, and to many of the remaining fellowship, as I am told. Both my love, and his best friend, Gimili couldn't wait to arrive to the wood. Nor could anyone blame them. Legolas could be with his own kind and Gimili could be with his maiden, the Lady Galdriel. As the remaining 8 entered the wood, a shot rang up at the outskirts of the forest, a cry called through the trees and throughout the whole land. Being the human/elf I am, I had two members to tend to. Both Aragorn, son of Arathorn, and Legolas, son of Thandruil. So as I climbed down from my work- loft to the forest floor, I let my senses go on high alert… this gift of tending to foreigners I hated so much would be called upon again. I liked the elves in the forest and the humans in the hills. But as I first glanced upon the fellowship-I could not tear my eyes away from one, the elf. Legolas, son of Thandruil and heir to the throne of Mirkwood. I looked once and saw his fair skin and recognized him as one of my responsibilities. I would be responsible for his well being and care for his stay in our wood as well as the human, Aragorn. Yet at the time, Aragorn mattered not to me, it was the elf I was interested in. Perhaps this curse of mediating would turn out to be a blessing…
~THE FIRST WORDS~
I could not wait to get down and to meet my responsibilities. Never was I so eager to get on the job. Yet this day was different. I had to learn more about Legolas, who he was and where he came from, every story he was willing to tell, I was willing to hear. And that was exactly what I said to him. Him and Aragorn. As to seem polite. Aragorn wanted to speak to the Lady of Galdriel and to my dismay so did Legolas. But to fulfill my love's first wish in our borders, I did as he asked, and arranged a meeting. They say the lady of Galdriel can see all, and does see all. She knows everything within her borders and feels the need to let many know. Yet, she does it in riddle. And knowing that Legolas would be warned of me, in some way or form, I prayed that he would not be able to figure out his puzzle. At first meeting, I thought I saw a little more in his eyes than in anyone else's eyes. There I saw kindness and strength towards not only me but also everyone, and that was very rare indeed…
~ABOUT HER~
While Legolas and Aragorn were away, all I could think of was the prince elf. Yet, the more I thought about him the more frightened I got. What was the Lady to say to my love? Would she hold true or tell my secret. During the meeting of lords all was talked about. The whole journey and the seasons of Lothlorien, eventually Legolas asked the Lady to be excused, he wanted to see the full forest again. So as he left you could see the eagerness in Aragorn's eyes, there was something he needed to ask, without the presence of Legolas.
"Tell me of the mediator, Galdriel. She is odd to me, this Katherine. She is out in the gardens. With Legolas, no doubt. Who is she? What is she?" Galdriel turned to Aragorn, studying him. A smile crossed her face.
"What do you mean.... What?"
"There is more to her that I can see. Even with these wise eyes. There is more to her, I sense it."
"You are right, there are secrets, concerning her. But they cause no harm as of yet." Galdriel replied.
~IN THE GARDEN~
Waiting in the sun, I sat. Just staying still, waiting for someone to come and alert me that the meeting was over. And I just sat, and I began to sing. Being both elf and human, and having songs learned from both side, I had a vast knowledge of songs. Feeling I was alone, I began to sing an elfin love song. A song sacred for finding who you are meant to be in love with. Me being the foolish vocalist, I began to sing, thinking I was alone. This love song, meant to be a duet has both the female and male parts. But it sounds empty without one or the other. I began to project the elfin words; I heard another voice, unlike any that I'd heard ever before, A voice so perfect, that envy would sweep over many for that voice. As we sang, this unseen stranger and I, we seemed to fit in perfect harmony. 'Twas lovely. And as the song came to an end, I saw my partner for the first time, he appeared out of the trees, and much to my surprise, 'twas him. It was Legolas…
~FATE~
"You have a lovely voice, Lady Katherine," he remarked.
"As do you, sir Legolas. I am sorry for the disturbance for I was under the impression I was alone," I replied.
"All just the same. 'Tis a beautiful song. Who's the lucky elf?" Legolas questioned.
I blushed, a smile graced my lips, "Did the Lady not tell you?" I asked,
"Of course not. Why should the lady tell me your secrets?"
"Never have truer words been spoken to me…"
"Are you sure? What about the love you sing that song for? Has he not spoken honesty towards you?"
"Well, yes, yes he has. But only as acquaintances, I fear-we are not lovers yet, nor do I believe we ever shall," As I spoke those words, I glanced into his mystic eyes, and was positive that he saw something in mine.
"Never doubt what has yet to come…" he whispered.
And our conversation was sealed with a kiss.
~PROLOUGE~
You see-my father, a man, mortal in every sense has died long ago. And my mother, an elf, still very much alive has given me a place among immortals. Though I am half-immortal, I still have mortal qualities. And 'tis sad that I will not live as long as I should. You see, I have the elfish blood of immortality in my body, yet it is weak. Contaminated by humans as some may say. But I'd like to say that it has made it stronger, for while many elves may be careless and not worry, or take their time- eons, to do certain things-I cannot. It gives me a better understanding for many things. Because I understand the better of two worlds, I am better off than many of my peers. And since I am seen as a human and an elf, I act as a mediator between the two groups.
~THE FIRST GLANCES~
After the long journey, the one the fellowship of nine had to travel to destroy the one ring, there was a feast. And all Middle-Earth participated. In the epicenter of the party, was Lothlorien my home at the time. Lothlorien was very dear to me, and to many of the remaining fellowship, as I am told. Both my love, and his best friend, Gimili couldn't wait to arrive to the wood. Nor could anyone blame them. Legolas could be with his own kind and Gimili could be with his maiden, the Lady Galdriel. As the remaining 8 entered the wood, a shot rang up at the outskirts of the forest, a cry called through the trees and throughout the whole land. Being the human/elf I am, I had two members to tend to. Both Aragorn, son of Arathorn, and Legolas, son of Thandruil. So as I climbed down from my work- loft to the forest floor, I let my senses go on high alert… this gift of tending to foreigners I hated so much would be called upon again. I liked the elves in the forest and the humans in the hills. But as I first glanced upon the fellowship-I could not tear my eyes away from one, the elf. Legolas, son of Thandruil and heir to the throne of Mirkwood. I looked once and saw his fair skin and recognized him as one of my responsibilities. I would be responsible for his well being and care for his stay in our wood as well as the human, Aragorn. Yet at the time, Aragorn mattered not to me, it was the elf I was interested in. Perhaps this curse of mediating would turn out to be a blessing…
~THE FIRST WORDS~
I could not wait to get down and to meet my responsibilities. Never was I so eager to get on the job. Yet this day was different. I had to learn more about Legolas, who he was and where he came from, every story he was willing to tell, I was willing to hear. And that was exactly what I said to him. Him and Aragorn. As to seem polite. Aragorn wanted to speak to the Lady of Galdriel and to my dismay so did Legolas. But to fulfill my love's first wish in our borders, I did as he asked, and arranged a meeting. They say the lady of Galdriel can see all, and does see all. She knows everything within her borders and feels the need to let many know. Yet, she does it in riddle. And knowing that Legolas would be warned of me, in some way or form, I prayed that he would not be able to figure out his puzzle. At first meeting, I thought I saw a little more in his eyes than in anyone else's eyes. There I saw kindness and strength towards not only me but also everyone, and that was very rare indeed…
~ABOUT HER~
While Legolas and Aragorn were away, all I could think of was the prince elf. Yet, the more I thought about him the more frightened I got. What was the Lady to say to my love? Would she hold true or tell my secret. During the meeting of lords all was talked about. The whole journey and the seasons of Lothlorien, eventually Legolas asked the Lady to be excused, he wanted to see the full forest again. So as he left you could see the eagerness in Aragorn's eyes, there was something he needed to ask, without the presence of Legolas.
"Tell me of the mediator, Galdriel. She is odd to me, this Katherine. She is out in the gardens. With Legolas, no doubt. Who is she? What is she?" Galdriel turned to Aragorn, studying him. A smile crossed her face.
"What do you mean.... What?"
"There is more to her that I can see. Even with these wise eyes. There is more to her, I sense it."
"You are right, there are secrets, concerning her. But they cause no harm as of yet." Galdriel replied.
~IN THE GARDEN~
Waiting in the sun, I sat. Just staying still, waiting for someone to come and alert me that the meeting was over. And I just sat, and I began to sing. Being both elf and human, and having songs learned from both side, I had a vast knowledge of songs. Feeling I was alone, I began to sing an elfin love song. A song sacred for finding who you are meant to be in love with. Me being the foolish vocalist, I began to sing, thinking I was alone. This love song, meant to be a duet has both the female and male parts. But it sounds empty without one or the other. I began to project the elfin words; I heard another voice, unlike any that I'd heard ever before, A voice so perfect, that envy would sweep over many for that voice. As we sang, this unseen stranger and I, we seemed to fit in perfect harmony. 'Twas lovely. And as the song came to an end, I saw my partner for the first time, he appeared out of the trees, and much to my surprise, 'twas him. It was Legolas…
~FATE~
"You have a lovely voice, Lady Katherine," he remarked.
"As do you, sir Legolas. I am sorry for the disturbance for I was under the impression I was alone," I replied.
"All just the same. 'Tis a beautiful song. Who's the lucky elf?" Legolas questioned.
I blushed, a smile graced my lips, "Did the Lady not tell you?" I asked,
"Of course not. Why should the lady tell me your secrets?"
"Never have truer words been spoken to me…"
"Are you sure? What about the love you sing that song for? Has he not spoken honesty towards you?"
"Well, yes, yes he has. But only as acquaintances, I fear-we are not lovers yet, nor do I believe we ever shall," As I spoke those words, I glanced into his mystic eyes, and was positive that he saw something in mine.
"Never doubt what has yet to come…" he whispered.
And our conversation was sealed with a kiss.
