~Chapter 2~
It had been several sweet years since that day in the garden, filled with love and carelessness, yet I could not hide from my father any longer. I had journeyed to Lorien once again, and my dear Estel met me there. We met at the hill of Cerin Amroth early that day to speak of what we would say to him. I was a solemn day, fore I already knew what my fathers answer would be. He would never allow us to be together. It would not be right in his eyes. I walked up to Aragorn, the cool morning dew upon my bare feet. Searching his eyes, I saw fear, sadness, and love. He knew our fortune as well as I. "Aragorn, I promise you, no matter what my father says, I shall give my heart to you, and bind myself to you, even forsaking the immortal life of my people. I love you." That day, as I always did, I wore the evenstar around my neck, like a symbol of my life's immortality. I carefully unclasped it, and delicately laid it into his warm hands. "I cannot take this from you, I cannot-" His eyes fell as I spoke "It is mine to give to the one I love, like my heart." He lifted his head and nodded solemnly in understanding. Then he leaned forward and kissed me lightly on my brow, holding my hand tightly. He whispered into my ear lovingly, "I will go to Elrond now. I shall not lie to him; fore he is like a father to me. No matter what he says, we will be together one day." "Go. I will be waiting." I gave a strong smile of hope and took his hands to clasp the star around his strong neck.
He turned swiftly and mounted his steed. He would now ride away to my father. I waited for weekes it seemed. The truth of the matter lingered in my mind always. I kept imagining what he would say.you cannot be with Arwen. My son.she is of greater lineage to yours. She has lived many days on this earth. To you she is a tall malorn tree, with years in her bark, and you a tiny sprout of life with still a future to be sought. A love such as this would be impossible. I love you, and you are as a son to me. You always have been, but unless when the time comes, she chooses to part with me and stay on middle earth, she cannot be with you. My head fell into my hands then. I loved my father more than life itself. But my love of Aragorn was strong also. When that choice came, I would be in misery. I drowned in my thoughts and finally hearing Aragorn's crisp voice, I looked up. "You know what he said," His beautiful loving eyes stung as he stared into mine. He looked weary with travel, and saddened within."You also know that I must leave, I must fight in the war against Sauron. The ring must be destroyed. But I fear that my future will be that of Isildur." In these past years the fear of that ring had risen once again. My father had been there when Isildur had the chance to destroy it, but the hearts of men are easily corrupted. Aragorn is his heir, and it has always been his fear that if he came into possession of the ring he, like Isildur, would not destroy it. I knew that Aragorn would have to go once again to take part in the war against the one ring. "You will never be like him. Your will is stronger than that my love! And our love is stronger than that! You will return to me, When this task is through, after all the misery and corruption. Our hearts will be healed when we see each others eyes again, and we shall be together." I spoke strongly even though I felt as if I would burst into shattered pieces of sadness. "I will not say goodbye to you Aragorn, only that I love you. I have the strongest faith in this love, and it is unbreakable," I held back stinging tears as I said this. "Go, do not look back. Pack quickly and leave. I cannot bear to see your depart." He said nothing, but we then held each other and kissed passionately, like the worlds end was near. In a way it was. He looked into my eyes one last time and then turned and walked away. I could not hold my tears any longer.
And even though I knew he could hear me, I whimpered with the pain of our parting. Salty tears fell heavily down my cheeks as I watched him walk away.
Time would pass, darkness with it. Our people would suffer, and all creatures also. But no one would suffer more than me. No one. Not even the bearer of that cursed ring!
It had been several sweet years since that day in the garden, filled with love and carelessness, yet I could not hide from my father any longer. I had journeyed to Lorien once again, and my dear Estel met me there. We met at the hill of Cerin Amroth early that day to speak of what we would say to him. I was a solemn day, fore I already knew what my fathers answer would be. He would never allow us to be together. It would not be right in his eyes. I walked up to Aragorn, the cool morning dew upon my bare feet. Searching his eyes, I saw fear, sadness, and love. He knew our fortune as well as I. "Aragorn, I promise you, no matter what my father says, I shall give my heart to you, and bind myself to you, even forsaking the immortal life of my people. I love you." That day, as I always did, I wore the evenstar around my neck, like a symbol of my life's immortality. I carefully unclasped it, and delicately laid it into his warm hands. "I cannot take this from you, I cannot-" His eyes fell as I spoke "It is mine to give to the one I love, like my heart." He lifted his head and nodded solemnly in understanding. Then he leaned forward and kissed me lightly on my brow, holding my hand tightly. He whispered into my ear lovingly, "I will go to Elrond now. I shall not lie to him; fore he is like a father to me. No matter what he says, we will be together one day." "Go. I will be waiting." I gave a strong smile of hope and took his hands to clasp the star around his strong neck.
He turned swiftly and mounted his steed. He would now ride away to my father. I waited for weekes it seemed. The truth of the matter lingered in my mind always. I kept imagining what he would say.you cannot be with Arwen. My son.she is of greater lineage to yours. She has lived many days on this earth. To you she is a tall malorn tree, with years in her bark, and you a tiny sprout of life with still a future to be sought. A love such as this would be impossible. I love you, and you are as a son to me. You always have been, but unless when the time comes, she chooses to part with me and stay on middle earth, she cannot be with you. My head fell into my hands then. I loved my father more than life itself. But my love of Aragorn was strong also. When that choice came, I would be in misery. I drowned in my thoughts and finally hearing Aragorn's crisp voice, I looked up. "You know what he said," His beautiful loving eyes stung as he stared into mine. He looked weary with travel, and saddened within."You also know that I must leave, I must fight in the war against Sauron. The ring must be destroyed. But I fear that my future will be that of Isildur." In these past years the fear of that ring had risen once again. My father had been there when Isildur had the chance to destroy it, but the hearts of men are easily corrupted. Aragorn is his heir, and it has always been his fear that if he came into possession of the ring he, like Isildur, would not destroy it. I knew that Aragorn would have to go once again to take part in the war against the one ring. "You will never be like him. Your will is stronger than that my love! And our love is stronger than that! You will return to me, When this task is through, after all the misery and corruption. Our hearts will be healed when we see each others eyes again, and we shall be together." I spoke strongly even though I felt as if I would burst into shattered pieces of sadness. "I will not say goodbye to you Aragorn, only that I love you. I have the strongest faith in this love, and it is unbreakable," I held back stinging tears as I said this. "Go, do not look back. Pack quickly and leave. I cannot bear to see your depart." He said nothing, but we then held each other and kissed passionately, like the worlds end was near. In a way it was. He looked into my eyes one last time and then turned and walked away. I could not hold my tears any longer.
And even though I knew he could hear me, I whimpered with the pain of our parting. Salty tears fell heavily down my cheeks as I watched him walk away.
Time would pass, darkness with it. Our people would suffer, and all creatures also. But no one would suffer more than me. No one. Not even the bearer of that cursed ring!