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AN: // denotes a flash back //
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// The land was ravaged, ravaged twice. Once by the orcs and Sarumon,
the other by the Ents, purifying it. Merry and Pippin held their
breath as they looked around. Mud squshed inbetween their toes.
They
had done something. They had helped deafeat an opressive entity.
Pippin stood up on his toes looking around the barren land. * Where
was she?* He stepped away from Merry's side, something he almost
never did. *She has to be here.*
"Ugh" He heard a soft groan a few feet from him. He trotted a
bit
toward it, not quite sure what it was. It could be her or it could
be
a lucky orc. "Ugh" Whatever was making the sound was burried in the
mud. Pippin dropped to his knees and began digging. Franticaly he
searched the mud, slinging it all over his body.
"What are you doing Pip?" Merry had run over beside him.
"She's here I know it," he began to dig even more frantic.
"Pip, she's not here, and if she was, well, she is in a better
place," Merry placed a hand on his shoulder.
"She's here I know it!" He was not giving up.
"I know you care for her, but even if you did find her she would just
return to," Merry never got to finish his sentence.
Pippin stood up from the mud, straining under the weight of the tiny
woman. "Barely alive." //
Pippin brought Gwen closer to him, he did not want to lose her again.
Even though she was not his then he still loved her. Now, now he
would never know what became of her. Something in him told him to
trust, to simply trust that his love would bring her back, but
something else told him to be fearful, to be fearful of the love that
once rejected her.
He closed his eyes and kissed her head softly, "Please come back to
me, please."
Her hand intwined his, "I will. I will." Her free hand went to the
folds in her dress, "If I do not come back in a year then read this
and everything will be explained." She handed him her dairy.