Chapter 3: Sleep
Legolas didn't so much wake up as just open closed eyes. He was in a tree in Mirkwood--no not Mirkwood--Greenwood the Great as she had been in his youth. He sat there for a long time, feeling the breeze in his hair and listening to the quiet life all round him, and he probably would have gone right on sitting there if someone hadn't called his name.
"Legolas, please...Legolas my friend I need you here."
Who's voice was that? He couldn't quite remember, then the scene before him shifted and he
found himself in a silvery chamber beside a crying man and a body of an elf that lay on a bed.
With a jolt he recognized both elf and man at the same instant. The elf was himself, Legolas looked long upon his body long ere he figured out what was wrong. His blond hair was brushed and clean and glowed softly in the flickering candle light. The strands, loosed from their usual braided ponytail, framed his still face and stirred slightly in a wind Legolas could not feel. His eyes were closed and Legolas finally noticed that he wasn't breathing. That didn't disturb him, the man crying on his knees, did however.
"Aragorn," he murmured to himself. Then another figure entered the room. Legolas had never
met the Lady Galadriel before, but he knew who she was at once. To his surprise the fair Queen began to sing.
"Once you had Gold,
Once you had Silver,
Then came the rains
out of the blue.
Ever and always
Always and ever
Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.
Now you can see
Spring becomes Autumn
leaves become gold
falling from view.
Ever and always
Always and ever
No-one can promise a dream come true.
Time gave both darkness and dreams to you.
What is the dark;
shadows around you,
why not take heart
in the new day?
Ever and always
Always and ever
No-one can promise a dream for you
Time gave both darkness and dreams to you
[Once You Had Gold By:enya ]
Come here Aragorn," The human stood and Galadriel took him in her arms. He cried openly and shook with sobs.
"I am sorry Estel," said Legolas, and was startled when Galadriel caught him firmly in her gaze. Her lips did not move when she spoke, "Come back Legolas."
"I like it here."
She looked Aragorn, still crying in her arms.
"If this was about you I would have no qualm with letting you stay where you rest."
"How is this not about me?"
"Aragorn blames himself for what happened to you and you know that he has never been soft on himself in such matters."
Legolas sighed, "I will go back, but it will be painful will it not?"
The lady of the Galadrim smiled softly, "Most likely."
He nodded and touched Aragorn's head, "So be it. It cannot stand to see him in pain."