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Yayyyyy!! Even more reviews!! Lol I'm so happy. =) Thanks for reviewing! Especially YuZira who seemed to really like the story. =O I . I am evil? . I'll take that as constructive criticism lol. Whoa, I hope this isn't too mushy, if it is let me know. Also thanks to Botticelli Angel, for pointing out my stupid grammar mistake =P and an even bigger thanks for the great review! Have I mentioned how much I love all of you?? No? I LOVE YOU ALL!! =)
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Aragorn could not sleep, his body was weary and yet his heart and mind were restless. Tomorrow would be one of the most important journey not only in his life but for every being that existed on Middle Earth, that alone would leave any other ordinary man anxious, worried, and confused but Aragorn is no ordinary man. Aragorn tugged the hood that covered his face a little more, the wind had picked up and it was getting cooler but he refused to return into the warmth of his room. Aragorn shifted the small knife in his right hand into a more comfortable position before continuing to carve the piece of wood he had been working on for the past hour or so. He wasn't sure what he was doing; he just needed something to keep him occupied.
The sweet singing of a nearby sparrow interrupted the night's silence; Aragorn paused to listen to its song. It was beautiful, it was soothing and yet it caused pain in Aragorn's heart, it reminded him of another creature whose voice was more sweet and beautiful. He sighed loudly as the small bird finished it's tune and flew away. 'Will you leave me too?' he thought sadly, he leaned back into the trunk of the tree and looked up into the night sky, it was a full moon, it's pale glow resembled that of Legolas's skin. 'Must the world mock me?'
Aragorn resumed carving, paying little attention before the thumping sound of horses' hooves distracted him. 'Who would be arriving here, at this time?' Curious, Aragorn climbed the tree swiftly, pausing at its highest branch; he narrowed his eyes trying to make out what he saw. Was that his father standing out there?
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Lord Elrond stood patiently as the horses and the carriage they drew behind them stopped in front of him. The door swung open as an eerie glow illuminated from the inside. Lord Elrond bowed low as the companions inside stepped out. Haldir the Guardian of Lorien, was the first to stand before the bowed Lord Of Rivendell, he smirked before raising one slender hand to help the Lady of the Woods out of the carriage. Lady Galadriel's face was calm and cold as Elrond rose to meet his mother-in-law.
"It is as I feared." She said slowly, her tone was similar to that of her facial expression.
Haldir frowned, although he was one of Galadriel's most trusted Guardians he knew little of why they stood now, in Rivendell but, being the intelligent elf that he was he did not question his Eldar's requests. He looked around scanning the premises, someone was watching them, and he could feel it. He doubted it was an enemy.
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Aragorn could not believe it; Galadriel had come, but why? And who was it that she brought with her? It surely was not Lord Celeborn. He continued watching before the other elf that arrived with the Lady turned to his direction, he knew that he could not see him as good as Elf sight was, but Aragorn had decided he had seen enough and jumped nimbly down to the ground with the grace of an elf. Slowly he made he's way back to his room, he would not stay outside if Galadriel were there. As much as he admired and respected the wise elf he disliked being in her company. Her gazes would leave him exposed and fearful in what she might have seen in his mind. She seemed to be able to pierce though his soul, to feel things before he felt them, to know things before he knew them and he definitely did not want her to see him in this state of mind he was in now.
Hoisting himself over his balcony Aragorn paused to see if he had awaken anyone during his re-entry, noting that there was silence and some snoring he continued back to his room. Closing the door behind him, he tugged back his cloak and sighed. He would have to sleep now. Not even bothering to change, Aragorn lay down on his bed and closed his eyes. Sleep consumed him quickly.
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A soft glowing woke Aragorn before dawn; he knew it was not that of the rising sun for it felt cool rather then warming. Opening his eyes he saw the shimmering outline of Galadriel, he looked mildly surprised, a part of expected that Galadriel was here to see him. "You know why it is I am here" her voice sent involuntary chills down his spine.
Aragorn replied by shaking his head sleepily.
"You do not?"
Aragorn nodded as struggled into a sitting position on his bed.
Galadriel paused as if thinking of another way of approaching this. "What do you fear most?" she finally said.
It was Aragorn's turn to stop and think. "The destruction of Middle Earth." He said slowly, not really clear on what Galadriel was trying to make him say.
"You lie."
Aragorn swallowed hard. "Why do you ask me if you already know the answer?"
"For I fear that you may not know."
"Enlighten me."
Galadriel raised an eyebrow, the young one's tongue was sharp. Aragorn shifted uncomfortably as Galadriel did one of her infamous gazes, he shivered slightly again as he felt Galadriel's voice echoing in his head.
'You might not know what I speak of, but your heart does.'
Aragorn paused, listening to his heart.
"It can never be" Galadriel said out loud when Aragorn opened his eyes.
"I know," he replied softly ". he does not love me."
"Then why does he still hold your heart?"
"I do not know." He answered honestly.
"I see. Will you not let go?"
"I can not."
"Will you never stop loving him?"
"To ask of me to stop loving Legolas is like asking of one's lungs to cease breathing, like asking of one's heart to stop beating. Loving Legolas seems to be the easiest thing to do, it comes so naturally to me."
Galadriel stared passively "How can this be?"
"How does a baby know to draw breath at after birth? The question isn't how, my Lady, it is why."
Galadriel narrowed her eyes ". Why?"
"To live." Aragorn answered softly, if Galadriel had not been an elf with superior powers the words may have been lost in the night.
Galadriel's eyes widened ever so slightly. "You say it as if you were born loving him."
Aragorn looked up, staring Galadriel in the eyes. "As I will die loving him." His voice was barely audible yet it held certain defiance.
Galadriel paused; even her mirror could not have seen this. She tilted her head studying the young man of Gondor. "Even if he does not love you?"
Aragorn's jaw clenched.
"Aye, even if he doesn't love me."
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Yeah, yeah I know what ya'll saying. When the hella are they gonna actually start the journey? Soon, peeps, soon.chill lol It'll probably be next chapter, I realise I'm dragging this way too long. But please be patient with me. ^-^
Yayyyyy!! Even more reviews!! Lol I'm so happy. =) Thanks for reviewing! Especially YuZira who seemed to really like the story. =O I . I am evil? . I'll take that as constructive criticism lol. Whoa, I hope this isn't too mushy, if it is let me know. Also thanks to Botticelli Angel, for pointing out my stupid grammar mistake =P and an even bigger thanks for the great review! Have I mentioned how much I love all of you?? No? I LOVE YOU ALL!! =)
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Aragorn could not sleep, his body was weary and yet his heart and mind were restless. Tomorrow would be one of the most important journey not only in his life but for every being that existed on Middle Earth, that alone would leave any other ordinary man anxious, worried, and confused but Aragorn is no ordinary man. Aragorn tugged the hood that covered his face a little more, the wind had picked up and it was getting cooler but he refused to return into the warmth of his room. Aragorn shifted the small knife in his right hand into a more comfortable position before continuing to carve the piece of wood he had been working on for the past hour or so. He wasn't sure what he was doing; he just needed something to keep him occupied.
The sweet singing of a nearby sparrow interrupted the night's silence; Aragorn paused to listen to its song. It was beautiful, it was soothing and yet it caused pain in Aragorn's heart, it reminded him of another creature whose voice was more sweet and beautiful. He sighed loudly as the small bird finished it's tune and flew away. 'Will you leave me too?' he thought sadly, he leaned back into the trunk of the tree and looked up into the night sky, it was a full moon, it's pale glow resembled that of Legolas's skin. 'Must the world mock me?'
Aragorn resumed carving, paying little attention before the thumping sound of horses' hooves distracted him. 'Who would be arriving here, at this time?' Curious, Aragorn climbed the tree swiftly, pausing at its highest branch; he narrowed his eyes trying to make out what he saw. Was that his father standing out there?
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Lord Elrond stood patiently as the horses and the carriage they drew behind them stopped in front of him. The door swung open as an eerie glow illuminated from the inside. Lord Elrond bowed low as the companions inside stepped out. Haldir the Guardian of Lorien, was the first to stand before the bowed Lord Of Rivendell, he smirked before raising one slender hand to help the Lady of the Woods out of the carriage. Lady Galadriel's face was calm and cold as Elrond rose to meet his mother-in-law.
"It is as I feared." She said slowly, her tone was similar to that of her facial expression.
Haldir frowned, although he was one of Galadriel's most trusted Guardians he knew little of why they stood now, in Rivendell but, being the intelligent elf that he was he did not question his Eldar's requests. He looked around scanning the premises, someone was watching them, and he could feel it. He doubted it was an enemy.
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Aragorn could not believe it; Galadriel had come, but why? And who was it that she brought with her? It surely was not Lord Celeborn. He continued watching before the other elf that arrived with the Lady turned to his direction, he knew that he could not see him as good as Elf sight was, but Aragorn had decided he had seen enough and jumped nimbly down to the ground with the grace of an elf. Slowly he made he's way back to his room, he would not stay outside if Galadriel were there. As much as he admired and respected the wise elf he disliked being in her company. Her gazes would leave him exposed and fearful in what she might have seen in his mind. She seemed to be able to pierce though his soul, to feel things before he felt them, to know things before he knew them and he definitely did not want her to see him in this state of mind he was in now.
Hoisting himself over his balcony Aragorn paused to see if he had awaken anyone during his re-entry, noting that there was silence and some snoring he continued back to his room. Closing the door behind him, he tugged back his cloak and sighed. He would have to sleep now. Not even bothering to change, Aragorn lay down on his bed and closed his eyes. Sleep consumed him quickly.
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A soft glowing woke Aragorn before dawn; he knew it was not that of the rising sun for it felt cool rather then warming. Opening his eyes he saw the shimmering outline of Galadriel, he looked mildly surprised, a part of expected that Galadriel was here to see him. "You know why it is I am here" her voice sent involuntary chills down his spine.
Aragorn replied by shaking his head sleepily.
"You do not?"
Aragorn nodded as struggled into a sitting position on his bed.
Galadriel paused as if thinking of another way of approaching this. "What do you fear most?" she finally said.
It was Aragorn's turn to stop and think. "The destruction of Middle Earth." He said slowly, not really clear on what Galadriel was trying to make him say.
"You lie."
Aragorn swallowed hard. "Why do you ask me if you already know the answer?"
"For I fear that you may not know."
"Enlighten me."
Galadriel raised an eyebrow, the young one's tongue was sharp. Aragorn shifted uncomfortably as Galadriel did one of her infamous gazes, he shivered slightly again as he felt Galadriel's voice echoing in his head.
'You might not know what I speak of, but your heart does.'
Aragorn paused, listening to his heart.
"It can never be" Galadriel said out loud when Aragorn opened his eyes.
"I know," he replied softly ". he does not love me."
"Then why does he still hold your heart?"
"I do not know." He answered honestly.
"I see. Will you not let go?"
"I can not."
"Will you never stop loving him?"
"To ask of me to stop loving Legolas is like asking of one's lungs to cease breathing, like asking of one's heart to stop beating. Loving Legolas seems to be the easiest thing to do, it comes so naturally to me."
Galadriel stared passively "How can this be?"
"How does a baby know to draw breath at after birth? The question isn't how, my Lady, it is why."
Galadriel narrowed her eyes ". Why?"
"To live." Aragorn answered softly, if Galadriel had not been an elf with superior powers the words may have been lost in the night.
Galadriel's eyes widened ever so slightly. "You say it as if you were born loving him."
Aragorn looked up, staring Galadriel in the eyes. "As I will die loving him." His voice was barely audible yet it held certain defiance.
Galadriel paused; even her mirror could not have seen this. She tilted her head studying the young man of Gondor. "Even if he does not love you?"
Aragorn's jaw clenched.
"Aye, even if he doesn't love me."
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Yeah, yeah I know what ya'll saying. When the hella are they gonna actually start the journey? Soon, peeps, soon.chill lol It'll probably be next chapter, I realise I'm dragging this way too long. But please be patient with me. ^-^