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spare time writing fanfics. lol
Note: I would like to take this opportunity to thank my oh-so excellent Beta-Reader! Whom is like a lifesaver and very, very talented. THANK YOU ARADIRIA!! You are truly an elf in disguise =P + Yes, yes I am evil not the first person to point that out lol.
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Uncertainly, Legolas raised his eyes and looked at the human that stood before him. They had lost another, the human, the man Legolas would know only as Boromir, son of Denethor, Steward of Gondor. Aragorn had said very little to him and Gimli. All they knew was that Boromir was dead as they watched his body along with his shield and horn sail down the river. Legolas bowed his head again, a sign of respect for the man he now wish he knew better. He was so caught up in his own thoughts and feelings he had failed to get to know any other of the fellowship, a decision he instantly regretted. The fellowship was broken. First Gandalf, then Boromir, now Sam and Frodo were heading to Mordor alone, and Pippin and Merry were captured by the remaining orcs. Everything was falling apart, and Legolas could not understand how he could still stand. He had anticipated grief to overwhelm him several times, and yet he would not die. He was still holding onto something, he still had hope. He still had Estel.
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"Aragorn!" Legolas yelled, his passive, cool face betrayed only by the sheer concern in his voice. He looked around at the orc and warg bodies piled all around him. Where was he? "Aragorn!" he called again. The uneasiness he felt began to build up when he heard Gimli calling out for the ranger too. Legolas's keen elven eyesight could not pick up the man from the corpses of the fallen. He did, however, notice an orc on the brink of death cackling quite happily. Cautiously, Legolas moved closer until he could make out the hoarse whisper of the beast.
"Your friend, he has fallen."
Legolas did not give it the satisfaction of how much his words affected him; instead he bent down and grabbed the orc. "You lie." He replied menacingly. The orc, finding that quite amusing, laughed more. The prince would've killed the orc with his bare hands if the creature had not died instantly after his outburst. Disgusted, Legolas was going to return in search before he noticed a glittering object within the orc's grasps. 'It couldn't be.' Legolas reached for it and his eyes widened in apparent shock. It was the Evenstar.
Immediately Legolas ran towards the cliff nearby, heading the words of the dead orc. 'He has fallen.' Frantically, his eyes searched the crushing waves of the river below. Nothing. But he kept searching. Aragorn could not be dead, he couldn't be. Not when he had so much to live for, so many things left undone. Legolas felt a hand rest upon his shoulder, and for the briefest of moments he had thought it to be Estel, but instead it was King Theoden.
"Help the injured!" he called out to his men, still not taking his eyes off the saddened elf. "Leave the dead." He added quietly, his tone softer. Legolas stared in disbelief. "Come on." And with that the King of Rohan turned and walked away.
Legolas watched him as he mounted his horse once again before turning his eyes back to the stream in desperation. "Where are you Aragorn?" he whispered to himself. "Come back to me."
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Meanwhile down the stream, Aragorn was washed onto shore, his eyes flickering a bit as if he was dreaming.
"Estel?" Aragorn stirred as he realized he was sitting in a chair. He blinked several times and noticed Arwen sitting nearby.
"Arwen? This is a dream."
"Then it is a good dream."
She leaned forward and kissed his lips softly, but pulled away when Aragorn did not respond. "Even in dreams, Arwen, I can not return your love." He said sadly, not wanting to hurt the beautiful Evenstar. She turned away not letting him see how much it hurt to hear those words.
"Why do you not pursue the one you love then?" she asked calmly.
"Fate has other plans." He replied just as coolly.
"Who is she?"
Aragorn could not help but chuckle softly at that, *she? * "It does not matter fair Evenstar, for thy love is not returned."
Arwen turned her gaze so she looked at Aragorn again, almost disbelievingly. "And yet you push me away?"
"I care for you, sweet Arwen, and I would never lie to you, saying that I love you when I truly do not."
"Oh" she looked down, she couldn't have hoped for it. "Aragorn, with a heavy heart I tell you this." She said so softly that Aragorn had to lean a little closer to hear. "Care not to what fate wants you to do but what your heart does. I would rather live a short life knowing it had meaning, a purpose then all of eternity with nothing."
Aragorn watched on, listening to what she had to say. Slowly he leaned forward and raised Arwen's head with the tips of his fingers until she met his gaze. "You are wise, my sweet Evenstar, and I care for you deeply. You will find one who will love you as much as you truly deserve."
Arwen nodded, smiling she was glad she could help her beloved. "Do not hold back Estel, love him."
Then slowly the world started to blur and Arwen's words were beginning to echo and fade as Aragorn returned to reality.
Aragorn opened his eyes and pushed his horse off of his face. He grimaced as he leaned on his injured arm for support and heaved himself onto the kneeling stallion. When the horse finally rose to his feet, Arwen's words of wisdom echoed soundly in his head.
// "Care not what fate wants .. but what your heart does." //
// "Love him." //
Aragorn paused, 'How did she know it was a him?'
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Many had tried to comfort the distraught elf, but he would have nothing of it. Instead he sat in the dark corner, head down and both hands clasped around the Evenstar. He could not believe that Aragorn was dead. He could not be, all that he sacrificed, all that he had suffered .. For this? It didn't make sense. Was fate to be so cruel? And he had told him that he loved him, that he had missed him and Legolas had done nothing, merely dismissed it as a mishearing, he only heard what his heart had long desired to hear. Not what was truly said.
["I said things I didn't mean. You saw things you shouldn't have seen."]
But he had seen it. Seen the love in the man's eyes in battle, the fear and concern of seeing his loved one hurt. He could not deny it. Was he saw blind before to not have seen it? And yet he still denied it, still did nothing. [["Can't take the sadness from your eyes, Can't put the truth back in my lies. Don't make me try to explain.".]]
And now, now it was too late. His beloved was gone. If only the valar could grant him this one wish let Aragorn live, let the man he so dearly loved be alive. If this wish was to be granted he would tell Aragorn every chance he could on how much he loved him, how much he meant to him.
[["I swear I never knew I could hurt you so."]]*
He continued to silently pray to the gods, unknown to him that his beloved was making his way to Helm's Deep. And unknown to both of them an Army of Elven archers were doing the same.
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* "Naughty Girl - Holly Valance."
Note: I would like to take this opportunity to thank my oh-so excellent Beta-Reader! Whom is like a lifesaver and very, very talented. THANK YOU ARADIRIA!! You are truly an elf in disguise =P + Yes, yes I am evil not the first person to point that out lol.
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Uncertainly, Legolas raised his eyes and looked at the human that stood before him. They had lost another, the human, the man Legolas would know only as Boromir, son of Denethor, Steward of Gondor. Aragorn had said very little to him and Gimli. All they knew was that Boromir was dead as they watched his body along with his shield and horn sail down the river. Legolas bowed his head again, a sign of respect for the man he now wish he knew better. He was so caught up in his own thoughts and feelings he had failed to get to know any other of the fellowship, a decision he instantly regretted. The fellowship was broken. First Gandalf, then Boromir, now Sam and Frodo were heading to Mordor alone, and Pippin and Merry were captured by the remaining orcs. Everything was falling apart, and Legolas could not understand how he could still stand. He had anticipated grief to overwhelm him several times, and yet he would not die. He was still holding onto something, he still had hope. He still had Estel.
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"Aragorn!" Legolas yelled, his passive, cool face betrayed only by the sheer concern in his voice. He looked around at the orc and warg bodies piled all around him. Where was he? "Aragorn!" he called again. The uneasiness he felt began to build up when he heard Gimli calling out for the ranger too. Legolas's keen elven eyesight could not pick up the man from the corpses of the fallen. He did, however, notice an orc on the brink of death cackling quite happily. Cautiously, Legolas moved closer until he could make out the hoarse whisper of the beast.
"Your friend, he has fallen."
Legolas did not give it the satisfaction of how much his words affected him; instead he bent down and grabbed the orc. "You lie." He replied menacingly. The orc, finding that quite amusing, laughed more. The prince would've killed the orc with his bare hands if the creature had not died instantly after his outburst. Disgusted, Legolas was going to return in search before he noticed a glittering object within the orc's grasps. 'It couldn't be.' Legolas reached for it and his eyes widened in apparent shock. It was the Evenstar.
Immediately Legolas ran towards the cliff nearby, heading the words of the dead orc. 'He has fallen.' Frantically, his eyes searched the crushing waves of the river below. Nothing. But he kept searching. Aragorn could not be dead, he couldn't be. Not when he had so much to live for, so many things left undone. Legolas felt a hand rest upon his shoulder, and for the briefest of moments he had thought it to be Estel, but instead it was King Theoden.
"Help the injured!" he called out to his men, still not taking his eyes off the saddened elf. "Leave the dead." He added quietly, his tone softer. Legolas stared in disbelief. "Come on." And with that the King of Rohan turned and walked away.
Legolas watched him as he mounted his horse once again before turning his eyes back to the stream in desperation. "Where are you Aragorn?" he whispered to himself. "Come back to me."
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Meanwhile down the stream, Aragorn was washed onto shore, his eyes flickering a bit as if he was dreaming.
"Estel?" Aragorn stirred as he realized he was sitting in a chair. He blinked several times and noticed Arwen sitting nearby.
"Arwen? This is a dream."
"Then it is a good dream."
She leaned forward and kissed his lips softly, but pulled away when Aragorn did not respond. "Even in dreams, Arwen, I can not return your love." He said sadly, not wanting to hurt the beautiful Evenstar. She turned away not letting him see how much it hurt to hear those words.
"Why do you not pursue the one you love then?" she asked calmly.
"Fate has other plans." He replied just as coolly.
"Who is she?"
Aragorn could not help but chuckle softly at that, *she? * "It does not matter fair Evenstar, for thy love is not returned."
Arwen turned her gaze so she looked at Aragorn again, almost disbelievingly. "And yet you push me away?"
"I care for you, sweet Arwen, and I would never lie to you, saying that I love you when I truly do not."
"Oh" she looked down, she couldn't have hoped for it. "Aragorn, with a heavy heart I tell you this." She said so softly that Aragorn had to lean a little closer to hear. "Care not to what fate wants you to do but what your heart does. I would rather live a short life knowing it had meaning, a purpose then all of eternity with nothing."
Aragorn watched on, listening to what she had to say. Slowly he leaned forward and raised Arwen's head with the tips of his fingers until she met his gaze. "You are wise, my sweet Evenstar, and I care for you deeply. You will find one who will love you as much as you truly deserve."
Arwen nodded, smiling she was glad she could help her beloved. "Do not hold back Estel, love him."
Then slowly the world started to blur and Arwen's words were beginning to echo and fade as Aragorn returned to reality.
Aragorn opened his eyes and pushed his horse off of his face. He grimaced as he leaned on his injured arm for support and heaved himself onto the kneeling stallion. When the horse finally rose to his feet, Arwen's words of wisdom echoed soundly in his head.
// "Care not what fate wants .. but what your heart does." //
// "Love him." //
Aragorn paused, 'How did she know it was a him?'
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Many had tried to comfort the distraught elf, but he would have nothing of it. Instead he sat in the dark corner, head down and both hands clasped around the Evenstar. He could not believe that Aragorn was dead. He could not be, all that he sacrificed, all that he had suffered .. For this? It didn't make sense. Was fate to be so cruel? And he had told him that he loved him, that he had missed him and Legolas had done nothing, merely dismissed it as a mishearing, he only heard what his heart had long desired to hear. Not what was truly said.
["I said things I didn't mean. You saw things you shouldn't have seen."]
But he had seen it. Seen the love in the man's eyes in battle, the fear and concern of seeing his loved one hurt. He could not deny it. Was he saw blind before to not have seen it? And yet he still denied it, still did nothing. [["Can't take the sadness from your eyes, Can't put the truth back in my lies. Don't make me try to explain.".]]
And now, now it was too late. His beloved was gone. If only the valar could grant him this one wish let Aragorn live, let the man he so dearly loved be alive. If this wish was to be granted he would tell Aragorn every chance he could on how much he loved him, how much he meant to him.
[["I swear I never knew I could hurt you so."]]*
He continued to silently pray to the gods, unknown to him that his beloved was making his way to Helm's Deep. And unknown to both of them an Army of Elven archers were doing the same.
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* "Naughty Girl - Holly Valance."