I Peleth Gail o Undomiel
Chapter Five - Dreams and Awakening
Disclaimer: I do not own LotR, that wonderful priveledge belongs to J. R. R.
Tolkien and associates - though I do wish that I could lay claim to that
handsome Ranger...
Summary: When an unknown evil threatens the life of the fair Arwen with a
poison unknown to all, those close to her must find a way to help her cope
with the awful effects.
The Healers had done all that they could for their Evenstar, but still she
did not awaken. She was taken to her rooms, and there she was watched over by
Lord Elrond, Elladan, Elrohir, and Legolas. They watched in great fear as she
cried out in pain and they could do nothing to stop her torture.
In between the bouts of pain they could hear her muttering softly, calling
out for someone. It was always the same - Estel.
After nearly a day of seeing no change, Elrond bade his sons to follow him
outside the room, for he knew that at times those in such states as his
daughter could hear and understand what was happening around them. They stood
outside her closed door and spoke in hushed rones so as not to be overheard
by anyone who passed by.
Elrohir was the first to speak, "Father, what is wrong with our sister?"
"I do not know. None of the Healers or myself have ever seen such an illness,
though it has been rumored of a poison recently discovered that has these
effects," he said with a great sigh.
"A poison!" Elladan exclaimed. "But who would wish to harm Arwen? In all of
her life she has never been anything but just and kind."
"The only exceptions have been when she has faced an enemy in battle, and
then she has been as fierce as any of us. Is it possible that she made an
enemy long ago that has only now resurfaced?" his twin asked.
Elrond thought on his sons' words before finally replying, "It is much more
likely that an enemy of our own has come into power, though I do not know
who."
Changing the subject, Elladan said, "Do you think we should send word of this
to Aragorn? Surely he would wish to know."
Just as Elrond was about to answer, a scream was heard from inside the room.
Elrohir threw the door open and rushed inside, his father and brother close
behind.
Legolas was sitting on the bed with Arwen's shaking form wrapped in his arms.
He stroked her hair and said softly to the others in the room, confirming
what they already knew, "She's awake."
~~~~~~~~~~
Elsewhere in Middle-earth, a sleeping Aragorn was dreaming of his love. He
saw her as he had that night when he had first called her Tinuviel. He
watched as she walked towards him, her smile lighting the darkness around
them. Her voice called out to him, "Estel, tolad enni. Tolad!"
As if some unseen power had suddenly come upon him, he found himself unable
to move.
She continued to call to him, asking him where he was, for she could no
longer see him. "Estel!" she cried again and again, and then she screamed, a
cry of anguish and pain that made him want to run to her even more, to find
the cause of this and destroy it for all time. He gazed on in horror as he
watched her fall, and cried out himself when she hit the cold, hard ground.
He jolted awake, her name on his lips. He looked around and saw that his
companions were still resting, save for the guard that gave him a questioning
look. Aragorn signalled to him that all was well and the man nodded, turning
away once more.
He sat there for a few moments more, a sense of dread filling his being.
Something had happened to Arwen, he could sense it. He did not know what
horrible fate had fallen uopn her, he only knew that he must get to her as
soon as possible. Without a second thought he arose and walked to his fellow
Ranger to tell him of his decision.
A/N: A bit longer than usual, though I still would have liked it to have been
longer. *sigh* Oh well, I don't have time to write any more at the moment,
though I may be able to start the next chapter later tonight. Would you like
that? LOL.
Translations:
"Estel, tolad enni. Tolad!" = "Estel, come back to me! Come back!"
Thanks to all who have reviewed this, it means the world to me.
Nathronoelei
February 18, 2002
Chapter Five - Dreams and Awakening
Disclaimer: I do not own LotR, that wonderful priveledge belongs to J. R. R.
Tolkien and associates - though I do wish that I could lay claim to that
handsome Ranger...
Summary: When an unknown evil threatens the life of the fair Arwen with a
poison unknown to all, those close to her must find a way to help her cope
with the awful effects.
The Healers had done all that they could for their Evenstar, but still she
did not awaken. She was taken to her rooms, and there she was watched over by
Lord Elrond, Elladan, Elrohir, and Legolas. They watched in great fear as she
cried out in pain and they could do nothing to stop her torture.
In between the bouts of pain they could hear her muttering softly, calling
out for someone. It was always the same - Estel.
After nearly a day of seeing no change, Elrond bade his sons to follow him
outside the room, for he knew that at times those in such states as his
daughter could hear and understand what was happening around them. They stood
outside her closed door and spoke in hushed rones so as not to be overheard
by anyone who passed by.
Elrohir was the first to speak, "Father, what is wrong with our sister?"
"I do not know. None of the Healers or myself have ever seen such an illness,
though it has been rumored of a poison recently discovered that has these
effects," he said with a great sigh.
"A poison!" Elladan exclaimed. "But who would wish to harm Arwen? In all of
her life she has never been anything but just and kind."
"The only exceptions have been when she has faced an enemy in battle, and
then she has been as fierce as any of us. Is it possible that she made an
enemy long ago that has only now resurfaced?" his twin asked.
Elrond thought on his sons' words before finally replying, "It is much more
likely that an enemy of our own has come into power, though I do not know
who."
Changing the subject, Elladan said, "Do you think we should send word of this
to Aragorn? Surely he would wish to know."
Just as Elrond was about to answer, a scream was heard from inside the room.
Elrohir threw the door open and rushed inside, his father and brother close
behind.
Legolas was sitting on the bed with Arwen's shaking form wrapped in his arms.
He stroked her hair and said softly to the others in the room, confirming
what they already knew, "She's awake."
~~~~~~~~~~
Elsewhere in Middle-earth, a sleeping Aragorn was dreaming of his love. He
saw her as he had that night when he had first called her Tinuviel. He
watched as she walked towards him, her smile lighting the darkness around
them. Her voice called out to him, "Estel, tolad enni. Tolad!"
As if some unseen power had suddenly come upon him, he found himself unable
to move.
She continued to call to him, asking him where he was, for she could no
longer see him. "Estel!" she cried again and again, and then she screamed, a
cry of anguish and pain that made him want to run to her even more, to find
the cause of this and destroy it for all time. He gazed on in horror as he
watched her fall, and cried out himself when she hit the cold, hard ground.
He jolted awake, her name on his lips. He looked around and saw that his
companions were still resting, save for the guard that gave him a questioning
look. Aragorn signalled to him that all was well and the man nodded, turning
away once more.
He sat there for a few moments more, a sense of dread filling his being.
Something had happened to Arwen, he could sense it. He did not know what
horrible fate had fallen uopn her, he only knew that he must get to her as
soon as possible. Without a second thought he arose and walked to his fellow
Ranger to tell him of his decision.
A/N: A bit longer than usual, though I still would have liked it to have been
longer. *sigh* Oh well, I don't have time to write any more at the moment,
though I may be able to start the next chapter later tonight. Would you like
that? LOL.
Translations:
"Estel, tolad enni. Tolad!" = "Estel, come back to me! Come back!"
Thanks to all who have reviewed this, it means the world to me.
Nathronoelei
February 18, 2002