Disclaimer: If I did not tell you before I do not own LOTR. This is based
on what's happening in Two Towers. so yeah I forgot to explain that. But
its different, but I still hope you like it! Please review!!
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Arwen awoke in Lothlorien, she saw the bright silver roots of the trees and the falling golden leaves. She looked around her and saw a maiden washing her clothes far off. She got up and walked.
She saw many things on her journey, but she did not know where her horse was placed. She looked around and it took her an hour just to find the stables, even asking how to get there was hard. The place was intricate in detail and beheld the beauty of the stars, Arwen often forgot were she was going and was lost in the silver wonder.
Even though she had lived here for so long, one could forget how beautiful everything really was. See saw how nothing had changed in the likings of all the Lothlorien elves being invisible. She remembered playing far away from the village, and coming back to the silence.
Her horse was happy, being fed and watered. But her herself was still very hungry. She looked all around for an elf but there was hardly any to be seen. She walked up the latter to a tall tree and saw a platform of bright silver and two great chairs. They were surrounded by more silver vines and leaves of gold. Suddenly an elven lady of tall stature came out from a door of vines. It was Arwens grandmother, she smiled brightly in the morning mist.
Her hair was long with gold of the sun and had waves going down her back. Her hair and eyes of deep sky blue reflected every light that was in Lothlorien, silver, gold and bright green.
She spoke, her voice was deep but pure. It sounded like soft music flowing into Arwen's ears and she was amazed at its gentle grace.
"Arwen." Galadriel smiled. "I have been waiting ages to come upon you again, I have missed your lovely face." Arwen looked at her in deep surprise, she took this as a great compliment and bowed to her.
"Lady of the wood, Queen Galadriel. I am most honored to be in your presence once again as well. And to have found a place amongst these quiet and invisible Lothlorien folk, that are never to be seen. Though I know what the people of Lothlorien look like, I see them more in my father's court than I have here. Nothing has changed then, this place is still quiet and serene." She smiled.
Galadriel gave a light laugh and nodded. She sat down in her great chair and talked with her granddaughter a little more. Things of her father and the ring were brought up a bit. Arwen had her difficulties in the conversation but Galadriel seemed emotionless.
"Arwen, tell me of you and Aragorn son of Arathorn."
"Well, he has grown up as you saw when he passed I imagine. He is both noble and trustworthy."
"Yes... though you love him. That is the reason you left your father. Do not worry Arwen, he is safe. The battle of Helms deep is over, they have won, he along with Legolas and Gimli are healthy and unharmed." She said becoming more serious.
Arwen looked at her, see finally saw why she was not only her grandmother, but had been placed as lady of the wood. Suddenly the lady seemed so wise and powerful. She sat tall and beautiful, nothing could touch her, and a light was emanating from her face that outshined the stars.
Arwen bowed to her and said her good-byes after talking about the subject for some time. She left with food and a dress of silver. She took these gifts humbly. Then an elven servant of blond hair and blue eyes led her to her horse. She jumped up to the horse, She was then was escorted out of Lothlorien by the same elf, to the road and on her way to Aragorn again.
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Aragorn woke from sleep, his back was sore and his head hurt. His night was troubled by Arwen, Éwoyn, and many decisions he must make. He sighed as he struggled to his feet. Legolas was the first to enter the room followed by Gimli the dwarf.
Gimli was short fat and had long reddish hair that was tangled and knotted. He also had a very long beard with had three braids holding it together. He had a look of anger on his face always, though it was much different from his humble charm. He was a rather enjoyable company once you had gotten to know him.
Legolas had long hair of sunny gold, his straight hair was held by two braids following either side of his head just above his pointed elven ears. His eyes were sky blue and if you looked deep into them, you would have become lost. He had a quiver with green arrows and one bow set inside. He also wore a green tunic and tall brown boots. He stood tall, being an elf, taller than most men in Gondor or Rohan.
"Aragorn, Galdalf is leaving. He wants us to come with him, we must go to Isengard, though he says if we are not down there by nightfall he will leave us. He must make haste!" Legolas said. Then the elf and dwarf sped out of the room and down the rocky steps towards the main area of Helms Deep.
"What about Eowyn's sister? Well, I guess she will not be meeting my friend Legolas anytime soon." He thought silently to himself.
Aragorn sighed, he did not want to leave. Though he got up just the same and ran down to Gandalf. Helms deep looked ill, it had holes in the walls, in addition blood and bodies were laid everywhere.
Gandalf was already abroad his noble white steed, the king of horses he was named. And an untamed beast at that. Galdalf rode elven style, no harnesses or reins to be seen. Legolas rode this way as well, his horse was also white though had a gray main and tail. Aragorn's horse was waiting next to Legolas's, great and brown he stood, looked almost out of place, as Aragorn felt. Gimli mounted Legolas's horse with haste being helped by man a company of men.
"Come Aragorn! We leave this moment, the king and Éomer are coming with us!" Gandalf said. Indeed, for he then saw the king and his nephew Éomer. Both had hair of blond and eyes of bright gray, though Éomer stood taller and looked much younger. Him soon becoming king, with the death of Theodin's (the king's) son.
Aragorn walked to his horse and mounted. Legolas and Gimli beside him smiled. They took the reins into their hands, save Legolas and Gandalf, and turned the horses out the steep gates of the fortress.
They ran for hours on end. They left in morning and yet the sun was setting by the time they reached a mid-way end between Isengard and Helms deep.
"We will sleep here for the night." said Gandalf. He now halted his horse and dropped to the floor. The others did the same.
They were in a glade under trees, beside the path to Isengard. They laid down but only Gimli found sleep. The others stirred, each wondering about different things. Legolas started to whisper a story, Aragorn could not catch the words but it was about a fair maiden back in his home. He walked over to his elven friend, he recognized the words, and in Legolas's language, it was a beautiful thing to listen to. In the common tongue, it wasn't as beautiful but was something to this extent.
The stars come out to play this night Though non as beautiful as the maiden bright When you are with her, things start to clear But with her light, you feel you might tear
Her golden hair and eyes of blue She is lovely I will say too Sings her song, thus everyone loves her But alas! When sun rises, she turns away dear sir
And until another night Your smile always bright
My elven maiden fair
Among the trees, your sight is no longer rare
Legolas's eyes almost looked like they were about to tear. He looked up at the stars and they became bright as if his words were a spell. Aragorn put his hand on his friends shoulder.
"Aragorn, I am starting to wonder, should we ever come out of this mess. My hope to dear friend, is failing me." He turned aside.
"Legolas, you are strong, do not worry. Once the ring is destroyed, we will have our lives back. Lothlorien and Mirkwood will be restored to you. You will go back to the maiden of the stars you speak of in your story." Aragorn smiled.
"Though where will you go?"
"Back to my home, in Rivendell."
"With lady Arwen?"
"Yes, I love her, more than ever. I just hope that when we are back, she is there as well." Aragorn said as he looked towards the north.
"She will, I know she will." Legolas put his hand on Aragorn's shoulder now.
"Dear elven friend, you comfort me. Lets get some rest, the night is almost spent, we have a long journey tomorrow."
Legolas nodded and they lay on the ground. He went to sleep. Aragorn was in a happier state. When the sun rose, he was not troubled of dreams. He was ready for a new day and to be rid of this evil so he could return to his love's arms.
They rode of early morning with the sun on their backs, warming their hearts during the time of shadow. All was well, though Gandalf still looked ill. They headed west, then to the south on their way to Isengard. Gandalf was to meet Sarumon the white wizard.
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So? What did you think????? Review!! TELL ME!! PLEASE!!!
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Arwen awoke in Lothlorien, she saw the bright silver roots of the trees and the falling golden leaves. She looked around her and saw a maiden washing her clothes far off. She got up and walked.
She saw many things on her journey, but she did not know where her horse was placed. She looked around and it took her an hour just to find the stables, even asking how to get there was hard. The place was intricate in detail and beheld the beauty of the stars, Arwen often forgot were she was going and was lost in the silver wonder.
Even though she had lived here for so long, one could forget how beautiful everything really was. See saw how nothing had changed in the likings of all the Lothlorien elves being invisible. She remembered playing far away from the village, and coming back to the silence.
Her horse was happy, being fed and watered. But her herself was still very hungry. She looked all around for an elf but there was hardly any to be seen. She walked up the latter to a tall tree and saw a platform of bright silver and two great chairs. They were surrounded by more silver vines and leaves of gold. Suddenly an elven lady of tall stature came out from a door of vines. It was Arwens grandmother, she smiled brightly in the morning mist.
Her hair was long with gold of the sun and had waves going down her back. Her hair and eyes of deep sky blue reflected every light that was in Lothlorien, silver, gold and bright green.
She spoke, her voice was deep but pure. It sounded like soft music flowing into Arwen's ears and she was amazed at its gentle grace.
"Arwen." Galadriel smiled. "I have been waiting ages to come upon you again, I have missed your lovely face." Arwen looked at her in deep surprise, she took this as a great compliment and bowed to her.
"Lady of the wood, Queen Galadriel. I am most honored to be in your presence once again as well. And to have found a place amongst these quiet and invisible Lothlorien folk, that are never to be seen. Though I know what the people of Lothlorien look like, I see them more in my father's court than I have here. Nothing has changed then, this place is still quiet and serene." She smiled.
Galadriel gave a light laugh and nodded. She sat down in her great chair and talked with her granddaughter a little more. Things of her father and the ring were brought up a bit. Arwen had her difficulties in the conversation but Galadriel seemed emotionless.
"Arwen, tell me of you and Aragorn son of Arathorn."
"Well, he has grown up as you saw when he passed I imagine. He is both noble and trustworthy."
"Yes... though you love him. That is the reason you left your father. Do not worry Arwen, he is safe. The battle of Helms deep is over, they have won, he along with Legolas and Gimli are healthy and unharmed." She said becoming more serious.
Arwen looked at her, see finally saw why she was not only her grandmother, but had been placed as lady of the wood. Suddenly the lady seemed so wise and powerful. She sat tall and beautiful, nothing could touch her, and a light was emanating from her face that outshined the stars.
Arwen bowed to her and said her good-byes after talking about the subject for some time. She left with food and a dress of silver. She took these gifts humbly. Then an elven servant of blond hair and blue eyes led her to her horse. She jumped up to the horse, She was then was escorted out of Lothlorien by the same elf, to the road and on her way to Aragorn again.
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Aragorn woke from sleep, his back was sore and his head hurt. His night was troubled by Arwen, Éwoyn, and many decisions he must make. He sighed as he struggled to his feet. Legolas was the first to enter the room followed by Gimli the dwarf.
Gimli was short fat and had long reddish hair that was tangled and knotted. He also had a very long beard with had three braids holding it together. He had a look of anger on his face always, though it was much different from his humble charm. He was a rather enjoyable company once you had gotten to know him.
Legolas had long hair of sunny gold, his straight hair was held by two braids following either side of his head just above his pointed elven ears. His eyes were sky blue and if you looked deep into them, you would have become lost. He had a quiver with green arrows and one bow set inside. He also wore a green tunic and tall brown boots. He stood tall, being an elf, taller than most men in Gondor or Rohan.
"Aragorn, Galdalf is leaving. He wants us to come with him, we must go to Isengard, though he says if we are not down there by nightfall he will leave us. He must make haste!" Legolas said. Then the elf and dwarf sped out of the room and down the rocky steps towards the main area of Helms Deep.
"What about Eowyn's sister? Well, I guess she will not be meeting my friend Legolas anytime soon." He thought silently to himself.
Aragorn sighed, he did not want to leave. Though he got up just the same and ran down to Gandalf. Helms deep looked ill, it had holes in the walls, in addition blood and bodies were laid everywhere.
Gandalf was already abroad his noble white steed, the king of horses he was named. And an untamed beast at that. Galdalf rode elven style, no harnesses or reins to be seen. Legolas rode this way as well, his horse was also white though had a gray main and tail. Aragorn's horse was waiting next to Legolas's, great and brown he stood, looked almost out of place, as Aragorn felt. Gimli mounted Legolas's horse with haste being helped by man a company of men.
"Come Aragorn! We leave this moment, the king and Éomer are coming with us!" Gandalf said. Indeed, for he then saw the king and his nephew Éomer. Both had hair of blond and eyes of bright gray, though Éomer stood taller and looked much younger. Him soon becoming king, with the death of Theodin's (the king's) son.
Aragorn walked to his horse and mounted. Legolas and Gimli beside him smiled. They took the reins into their hands, save Legolas and Gandalf, and turned the horses out the steep gates of the fortress.
They ran for hours on end. They left in morning and yet the sun was setting by the time they reached a mid-way end between Isengard and Helms deep.
"We will sleep here for the night." said Gandalf. He now halted his horse and dropped to the floor. The others did the same.
They were in a glade under trees, beside the path to Isengard. They laid down but only Gimli found sleep. The others stirred, each wondering about different things. Legolas started to whisper a story, Aragorn could not catch the words but it was about a fair maiden back in his home. He walked over to his elven friend, he recognized the words, and in Legolas's language, it was a beautiful thing to listen to. In the common tongue, it wasn't as beautiful but was something to this extent.
The stars come out to play this night Though non as beautiful as the maiden bright When you are with her, things start to clear But with her light, you feel you might tear
Her golden hair and eyes of blue She is lovely I will say too Sings her song, thus everyone loves her But alas! When sun rises, she turns away dear sir
And until another night Your smile always bright
My elven maiden fair
Among the trees, your sight is no longer rare
Legolas's eyes almost looked like they were about to tear. He looked up at the stars and they became bright as if his words were a spell. Aragorn put his hand on his friends shoulder.
"Aragorn, I am starting to wonder, should we ever come out of this mess. My hope to dear friend, is failing me." He turned aside.
"Legolas, you are strong, do not worry. Once the ring is destroyed, we will have our lives back. Lothlorien and Mirkwood will be restored to you. You will go back to the maiden of the stars you speak of in your story." Aragorn smiled.
"Though where will you go?"
"Back to my home, in Rivendell."
"With lady Arwen?"
"Yes, I love her, more than ever. I just hope that when we are back, she is there as well." Aragorn said as he looked towards the north.
"She will, I know she will." Legolas put his hand on Aragorn's shoulder now.
"Dear elven friend, you comfort me. Lets get some rest, the night is almost spent, we have a long journey tomorrow."
Legolas nodded and they lay on the ground. He went to sleep. Aragorn was in a happier state. When the sun rose, he was not troubled of dreams. He was ready for a new day and to be rid of this evil so he could return to his love's arms.
They rode of early morning with the sun on their backs, warming their hearts during the time of shadow. All was well, though Gandalf still looked ill. They headed west, then to the south on their way to Isengard. Gandalf was to meet Sarumon the white wizard.
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So? What did you think????? Review!! TELL ME!! PLEASE!!!