We stayed in Lothlorien for a few more weeks. Our time there was pleasant, other than the constant fear that I felt deep in my heart. Something had happened to someone that my heart told me that I loved, yet, I could think of no one who was not with me that I loved who could get hurt. I told these thoughts to Elithraniel but we couldn't come up with an explanation. Finally, I took it to Galadriel. I found her sitting besides Arwen by the mirror and when I drew near, she stood to greet me.

'Anodien,' she said, 'Why did you come?'

I bowed my head and whispered, 'M' Lady, I have had a burden on my heart for a long time and I do not know what it means. Could you tell me?'

Her eyes laughed at me. 'Why did it take you this long to come and see me about your fears? Yes, you aren't certain of who it is that concerns you so. Did you ever think that it could be more than one person?' I shook my head "no". I looked past Galadriel. 'Arwen is feeling the same things too.' Galadriel said, answering my question before I had asked it.

'What is it, then, Grandmother?' Arwen inquired of her. Galadriel closed her eyes and then she walked over to where a pitcher of water sat and poured it into the mirror.

'Will you come and look, Arwen?' Arwen looked up at her grandmother and then slowly nodded her head "yes". She gazed into the water and then glanced up at Galadriel. They stared at each other for a second and then Arwen shivered and looked back into the mirror. It burst into colour and danced upon her face. She stared into it for two minutes and then, she began to whimper and suddenly backed away from the mirror.

'What did.'

"Not now, Anodien," a voice inside my head said. "Will you now look also into the mirror?"

'Yes,' I said and stepped up to the mirror. At first nothing showed but slowly the waters began to move and a picture came into view. It was Rivendell at sunrise and then friends began to flash across the surface. Lindir, Arwen, Elladan, Elrohir, and Elrond; my father and mother.well, second mother but still.then the scenes changed. It was Lothlorien now, and Elithraniel was walking in the woods, and then the scene went somewhere to a strange forest, Mirkwood, I think, and I saw Legolas riding through the woods, the sun shining on his head. I smiled. Legolas, my friend. I wonder where he could be at this moment. The waters shifted and the view changed to the Shire/Bree. I saw Marigold and Nob laughing, their faces' glowing with laughter and fun. A halo of smoke curled around Nob's curly head and Mairgold's eyes sparkled, full of life. I saw Merry and Pippin running through a field and then tumble down a hill, laughing. Frodo and Sam walked along a road, talking. Bilbo was curled up with his book, smoking his pipe. The picture changed back to Rivendell, and I saw the Fellowship leaving. The Gates behind them locked and stood tall against the shadows. They went up into the mountains like we had and the Hobbits looked so cold and afraid. They turned from their path and went through the Mines of Moria. I shivered. Moria. I feared that name almost as much as I feared the name of the Dark Lord's land. Darkness and fire mixed in the endless night there and they ran from it. Gandalf turned and fought it but then he disappeared into the shadows. I cried out.

Galadriel said, 'Do you wish to look no more?' I looked up at her, wanting to say yes, but I whispered, 'No, I wish to still see.'

I looked and the picture became clear again. They went to Lothlorien and they were safe for a time. Then they left the safe wing of the Lady of the Wood and journeyed into the wilderness, not knowing what was going to happen. An evil was drawing near and I could see something dark moving in the shadows. Pippin and Merry were taken away, but where, it didn't tell me. Frodo and Sam had gone over the river into a dangerous land. Aragron was leading Legolas and Gimli somewhere. There was not much more to see. I didn't know where Boromir or Gandalf were and that scared me. I felt that something was hurting the Hobbits, especially Frodo. Merry was forgotten and Pippin was alone. Sam didn't trust the figure in front of Frodo and himself, a small dirty looking creature. Legolas and Gimli were getting along; that was about the only good thing. Then I saw Elrohir, and he was fighting something along with an alliance and his brother. I finally turned from the mirror and hid my face in my hands; I did not want Galadriel to see me cry.

'Does it pain you so that you hide your face from me?' she asked.

'Yes.' I replied. 'It scares me for I don't want any of them to be harmed.'

'Yes, I know.' She said, nodding her head. She paused for only a second before speaking again. 'Arwen is traveling to the White City soon and will need an escort to take her there. Celeborn, her father, the company in which brought her here and myself are taking her there. She wants you to come too.' I stood there, chewing my lip. Should I go? I looked at Arwen.

'I will come. Maybe I will get to see the Hobbits again.' I went back up to Elithraniel's room and lied down on the bed.

'How did it go?' She asked me.

'Fine,' I said. 'Just fine. I have to go with Arwen to Gondor. She will leave soon, though I'm not sure of the day.' I rolled over and look up at Elithraniel. 'I'm glad I got to see you again. I will miss you.'

'I will miss you too. Just come back, okay?'

'Okay.' I smiled. Maybe I would get to see my Hobbits soon after all.