Disclaimer: I do not own LOTR though I love it more than ANYTHING in this
world.
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Arwen laid in bed awake while Aragorn slept. She looked out the narrow slit in the window from which she could see the star shining. She longed to be back in Rivendell and to have the world the way it once was.
She looked now to Aragorn, still asleep, he was peaceful and beautiful. He had a face like the king of old, stern and wise but kind and thoughtful. She lifted her finger and stroked his hair around his face. It was smooth and soft, unlike his stone expression. She sighed deeply and turned around again facing the stars.
She tried to close her eyes and get some sleep. After about another hour staring at the brightness of the stars she slept.
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"Arwen, you are not to waist your life among these, mortals that are about to die. Men are weak, and Aragorn, though strong and mighty will fall. Whether it be to the sword or the decay of time he will die. And you will remain under the trees, bearing out your lost love and loneness to the undying lands until al the worlds have changed without your consent." Elrond said, her father and Lord or Rivendell.
She was dreaming of their last conversation. He was just how she remembered him. Dressed in long white robes with brown hair braided in different parts falling to his stomach pouring over his shoulders. Eyes of cold blue, his stare was intense.
She knew her father to be firm, but she trusted in his wisdom. He had the power of the Galadriel. She wanted to run t him and cry into his chest but she knew she had to be strong for this was but a dream.
She stood there, back in her home. Her dark blue dressed brushed the floor and brought out the deep intensity of her eyes. Her long hair was slightly braided. She looked at her father.
"Please Arwen." He said calmly.
"I have made my decision."
"There is nothing left for you here. There is not hope left."
"There is always hope."
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She woke out of her dream but the brightening of the sun. Aragorn shook her lightly. She looked at him with a smile and sat up. He led her down to the patio.
She had a flowing silver light dress and her hair was falling loosely down her back. Her eyes were weary but full of life. She looked deeply upon Aragorn as he took her hands into his own.
The great mountains were in a purple shadowy mist. The plain around held no secret nor told any lies. It was dead with no woods to be seen for leagues.
"Arwen..." he started. "This will be over soon. I still have hope he will win."
"As do I Aragorn."
"But, well, I wish to tell you that I am sorry for saying this love and relationship was all a dream. We are betrothed last I have heard. Whether that has died or still exists my love for you will burn forever. Will you marry me hence we get to Rivendell after the ring is destroyed?" he sounded wise and like he knew she was about to say yes.
She looked deeply into his eyes, searching for the right words. Her voice came out soft, almost unheard.
"Aragorn, I will."
He smiled and they kissed softly. Legolas came through the doors followed by Gimli. They were both smiling brightly.
"Aragorn, our work is finished here. We can return home until called again." Legolas said.
"I supposed there will be something of a sort to plan then?" Gimli laughed.
Aragorn smiled but Arwen did not. She stood there and watched them. He eyes turned cold and filled with distressed. She saw a great ball of fire. She fell to the floor.
Fire was around her, she was looking up into it then in front of her she saw Frodo. He was standing there unmoving. She tried t reach for him but he turned towards her then ran away. She cried out.
"Frodo! Frodo!" she screamed. She saw it again. The great ball of fire. But wait, it had a black slit in its middle. She now recognized it.
"The eye of Sauron!" She whispered in awe and fear.
She woke up and screamed. She looked around her and there was Aragorn with Legolas, Gandalf, Gimli, Éomer, and King Theoden.
"Arwen!" Cried Aragorn as he jumped to the floor to help her up.
Gandalf looked at her strangely. He examined her expression and her hard breathing. He looked at her and she stared into his eyes trying to tell him her thoughts.
"Are you ok?" Aragorn asked.
"Frodo." She whispered still looking at Gandalf.
He nodded and turned away to go inside the castle brining in Theoden and Éomer. Legolas and Gimli had worried expressions on their faces as Aragorn knelt beside her staring at the path in which Gandalf had taken his leave into the building.
"What did you see?" Legolas asked.
"Nothing Legolas." She reassured him once more before getting up. She wobbled a bit but then she was all right.
She felt her fathers presence and with him her grandmothers. She knew they had seen this as well. She feared the outcome. Was it picture perfect as Aragorn hoped it to be? She didn't know. Warm tears ran down her face as then stood on the patio. She looked out far away beyond the borders of Rohan.
Evil is rich but may it be gone
Soon life will spring up like a fawn
Wings of light and love
Will light me above
But please tell me
I think everything but least of the tea
The sweet fragrance of trees
Or the humble humming of bees
Oh what times are hard as these
But we must fight, till we fall to our knees
For I will keep my hope and love
Lest in not flutter like the evening star of a dove
She whispered softly to herself a rhyme she had heard long ago from a boy she had known. Aragorn turned to her and smiled. It was his own, that he made as a child.
"Aragorn, what times are these?" she asked.
Legolas and Gimli turned to their friends and almost started to cry themselves.
"Arwen, there is always hope." Aragorn sad softly.
He kissed her forehead softly then held her in an embrace. She seemed to slip away from him to easily, so this time he was never letting go.
"You and I..." He kissed her again. "We will never lose hope.
"Never lose hope..." she repeated.
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How was that? Interesting huh! Well! Review! TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK! Also PLEASE if you could check out my Legolas story! I will not update unless I get at least three reviews on it! And I really do love that story! So please read the other one, check out my Arwen and Aragorn's daughter one and... enjoy the rest of this one!
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Arwen laid in bed awake while Aragorn slept. She looked out the narrow slit in the window from which she could see the star shining. She longed to be back in Rivendell and to have the world the way it once was.
She looked now to Aragorn, still asleep, he was peaceful and beautiful. He had a face like the king of old, stern and wise but kind and thoughtful. She lifted her finger and stroked his hair around his face. It was smooth and soft, unlike his stone expression. She sighed deeply and turned around again facing the stars.
She tried to close her eyes and get some sleep. After about another hour staring at the brightness of the stars she slept.
*~~~~~**~~~~~*
"Arwen, you are not to waist your life among these, mortals that are about to die. Men are weak, and Aragorn, though strong and mighty will fall. Whether it be to the sword or the decay of time he will die. And you will remain under the trees, bearing out your lost love and loneness to the undying lands until al the worlds have changed without your consent." Elrond said, her father and Lord or Rivendell.
She was dreaming of their last conversation. He was just how she remembered him. Dressed in long white robes with brown hair braided in different parts falling to his stomach pouring over his shoulders. Eyes of cold blue, his stare was intense.
She knew her father to be firm, but she trusted in his wisdom. He had the power of the Galadriel. She wanted to run t him and cry into his chest but she knew she had to be strong for this was but a dream.
She stood there, back in her home. Her dark blue dressed brushed the floor and brought out the deep intensity of her eyes. Her long hair was slightly braided. She looked at her father.
"Please Arwen." He said calmly.
"I have made my decision."
"There is nothing left for you here. There is not hope left."
"There is always hope."
**~~~~~**~~~~~**
She woke out of her dream but the brightening of the sun. Aragorn shook her lightly. She looked at him with a smile and sat up. He led her down to the patio.
She had a flowing silver light dress and her hair was falling loosely down her back. Her eyes were weary but full of life. She looked deeply upon Aragorn as he took her hands into his own.
The great mountains were in a purple shadowy mist. The plain around held no secret nor told any lies. It was dead with no woods to be seen for leagues.
"Arwen..." he started. "This will be over soon. I still have hope he will win."
"As do I Aragorn."
"But, well, I wish to tell you that I am sorry for saying this love and relationship was all a dream. We are betrothed last I have heard. Whether that has died or still exists my love for you will burn forever. Will you marry me hence we get to Rivendell after the ring is destroyed?" he sounded wise and like he knew she was about to say yes.
She looked deeply into his eyes, searching for the right words. Her voice came out soft, almost unheard.
"Aragorn, I will."
He smiled and they kissed softly. Legolas came through the doors followed by Gimli. They were both smiling brightly.
"Aragorn, our work is finished here. We can return home until called again." Legolas said.
"I supposed there will be something of a sort to plan then?" Gimli laughed.
Aragorn smiled but Arwen did not. She stood there and watched them. He eyes turned cold and filled with distressed. She saw a great ball of fire. She fell to the floor.
Fire was around her, she was looking up into it then in front of her she saw Frodo. He was standing there unmoving. She tried t reach for him but he turned towards her then ran away. She cried out.
"Frodo! Frodo!" she screamed. She saw it again. The great ball of fire. But wait, it had a black slit in its middle. She now recognized it.
"The eye of Sauron!" She whispered in awe and fear.
She woke up and screamed. She looked around her and there was Aragorn with Legolas, Gandalf, Gimli, Éomer, and King Theoden.
"Arwen!" Cried Aragorn as he jumped to the floor to help her up.
Gandalf looked at her strangely. He examined her expression and her hard breathing. He looked at her and she stared into his eyes trying to tell him her thoughts.
"Are you ok?" Aragorn asked.
"Frodo." She whispered still looking at Gandalf.
He nodded and turned away to go inside the castle brining in Theoden and Éomer. Legolas and Gimli had worried expressions on their faces as Aragorn knelt beside her staring at the path in which Gandalf had taken his leave into the building.
"What did you see?" Legolas asked.
"Nothing Legolas." She reassured him once more before getting up. She wobbled a bit but then she was all right.
She felt her fathers presence and with him her grandmothers. She knew they had seen this as well. She feared the outcome. Was it picture perfect as Aragorn hoped it to be? She didn't know. Warm tears ran down her face as then stood on the patio. She looked out far away beyond the borders of Rohan.
Evil is rich but may it be gone
Soon life will spring up like a fawn
Wings of light and love
Will light me above
But please tell me
I think everything but least of the tea
The sweet fragrance of trees
Or the humble humming of bees
Oh what times are hard as these
But we must fight, till we fall to our knees
For I will keep my hope and love
Lest in not flutter like the evening star of a dove
She whispered softly to herself a rhyme she had heard long ago from a boy she had known. Aragorn turned to her and smiled. It was his own, that he made as a child.
"Aragorn, what times are these?" she asked.
Legolas and Gimli turned to their friends and almost started to cry themselves.
"Arwen, there is always hope." Aragorn sad softly.
He kissed her forehead softly then held her in an embrace. She seemed to slip away from him to easily, so this time he was never letting go.
"You and I..." He kissed her again. "We will never lose hope.
"Never lose hope..." she repeated.
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How was that? Interesting huh! Well! Review! TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK! Also PLEASE if you could check out my Legolas story! I will not update unless I get at least three reviews on it! And I really do love that story! So please read the other one, check out my Arwen and Aragorn's daughter one and... enjoy the rest of this one!