I Peleth Gail o Undomiel
Chapter Nine - Travelling
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... LOL.
Summary: When an unknown evil thratens the life of the fair Arwen with a poisonunknown to all,
those close to her must find a way to help her cope with the awful effects.
"Aragorn, stop! We must let the horses rest, and we shall need sleep as well if we are to
continue at this pace all the way to Rivendell."
With a deep sigh of resignation, Aragorn allowed his horse to slow and waited for his companion.
One of the few female Rangers in existence, she was always travelling and accompanied him often.
The elven people had named her Manonaur. meaning "Spirit of Fire." The name was so well suited
to her that she abandoned her true name for it.
As Manonaur rode up beside him she asked sweetly, "Do you see reason now, my friend?"
"Once again, you have reminded me the error of my ways, for I would not wish to wear out poor
Roheryn who has already travelled so far with me. Where shall we make camp?" he asked, once again
thinking of how helpful she had been on their many journeys.
The young woman studied her surroundings and then spoke. "If I remember correctly, there is a
stream just within the borders of that forest ahead. It should prove a good resting place."
Aragorn nodded his agreement and they guided their horses through the path of trees.
~~~~~~~
As they had entered the forest, dusk had fallen around them, and now the dark blanket of night
enveloped all the land. The two Rangers had come to the conclusion that they could not afford
the risk of lighting a fire, and so wrapped their cloaks around themselves to block out the
impending cold.
Manonaur sat in silence for a moment, listening to the forest animals and the wind rustling
the leaves. Finally her voice interrupted the calm. "A week and a half, at the most two I would
say. That is, if we encounter few enemies and the weather stays true."
Aragorn heard her words and thought them over, silently nodding his agreement. "It's too long,
we need to arrive at Rivendell as soon as we can. Something is terribly wrong and I fear that we
shall arrive too late."
His companion stood, her cloak held tighly to her, and walked towards him. She sat on the hard
ground and placed her hand upon his broad shoulder. "We will make it, I promise you that."
A/N: Just a short lil piece giving you a hint of what's up w/ Aragorn. Very short, I know. Sorry,
but play practice has just started (I'm the prompter, YAY!!!) so I have to stay after school all
the time, meaning that it takes me even longer to get my homework done. Anywayz, I'll write more
when I can, and spring break starts the 23rd, so I'll hopefully be posting a lot then. I'm also
gonna try to write more on "Edhellen Meleth", my other LotR fic, andhopefully type up some more
of my friend's work.
Please tell me what you think. Critism is welcome, and if you have any tips I'll be very
grateful to you. PLEASE, just a lil review. IS THAT SO MUCH TO ASK????!!!!!!!!!!
LOL. Till next time!
Nathronoelei
"Weaver of Dreams"
March 12, 2002
Chapter Nine - Travelling
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... LOL.
Summary: When an unknown evil thratens the life of the fair Arwen with a poisonunknown to all,
those close to her must find a way to help her cope with the awful effects.
"Aragorn, stop! We must let the horses rest, and we shall need sleep as well if we are to
continue at this pace all the way to Rivendell."
With a deep sigh of resignation, Aragorn allowed his horse to slow and waited for his companion.
One of the few female Rangers in existence, she was always travelling and accompanied him often.
The elven people had named her Manonaur. meaning "Spirit of Fire." The name was so well suited
to her that she abandoned her true name for it.
As Manonaur rode up beside him she asked sweetly, "Do you see reason now, my friend?"
"Once again, you have reminded me the error of my ways, for I would not wish to wear out poor
Roheryn who has already travelled so far with me. Where shall we make camp?" he asked, once again
thinking of how helpful she had been on their many journeys.
The young woman studied her surroundings and then spoke. "If I remember correctly, there is a
stream just within the borders of that forest ahead. It should prove a good resting place."
Aragorn nodded his agreement and they guided their horses through the path of trees.
~~~~~~~
As they had entered the forest, dusk had fallen around them, and now the dark blanket of night
enveloped all the land. The two Rangers had come to the conclusion that they could not afford
the risk of lighting a fire, and so wrapped their cloaks around themselves to block out the
impending cold.
Manonaur sat in silence for a moment, listening to the forest animals and the wind rustling
the leaves. Finally her voice interrupted the calm. "A week and a half, at the most two I would
say. That is, if we encounter few enemies and the weather stays true."
Aragorn heard her words and thought them over, silently nodding his agreement. "It's too long,
we need to arrive at Rivendell as soon as we can. Something is terribly wrong and I fear that we
shall arrive too late."
His companion stood, her cloak held tighly to her, and walked towards him. She sat on the hard
ground and placed her hand upon his broad shoulder. "We will make it, I promise you that."
A/N: Just a short lil piece giving you a hint of what's up w/ Aragorn. Very short, I know. Sorry,
but play practice has just started (I'm the prompter, YAY!!!) so I have to stay after school all
the time, meaning that it takes me even longer to get my homework done. Anywayz, I'll write more
when I can, and spring break starts the 23rd, so I'll hopefully be posting a lot then. I'm also
gonna try to write more on "Edhellen Meleth", my other LotR fic, andhopefully type up some more
of my friend's work.
Please tell me what you think. Critism is welcome, and if you have any tips I'll be very
grateful to you. PLEASE, just a lil review. IS THAT SO MUCH TO ASK????!!!!!!!!!!
LOL. Till next time!
Nathronoelei
"Weaver of Dreams"
March 12, 2002