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and anything between are translations; Link speaking in Hylian.
Anyways, on with the story!~
The fellowship set up camp there, in the clearing that night, after removing the bodies of the orcs and burning them. Meanwhile, Aragorn was working feverishly on the young warrior's wounds. After removing the arrows and bandaging the wounds, he spoke with the fairy.
"What is his name?" The ranger asked. "Link, Hero of Time." At this, Aragorn looked up from his work and stared at the fairy. "A bit young for that, isn't he?" Navi flew around in a pattern that reminded him of a shrug. "He is what he is." She told him. Aragorn nodded but didn't press further.
Many times that night, the Ranger asked himself why he was tending this boy, helping his friend, when they had to get to Mordor. He later came to a conclusion. . . because he was the only one who could help.
An hour before dawn, Link woke up. He spoke to Aragorn, and his fairy acted as interpreter.
I wish to thank you for all you have done. What is your name? He said politely.
"Aragorn," The Ranger replied, "Although around here I'm known as Strider."
Strider. . Link nodded. "If I may ask, of what race do you hail from? You seem to be like an elf. . . but it is obvious that you are not one."
I am Hylian. He said it with pride. From the country of Hyrule. Link changed the subject. Strider, do you wish to hear me play?
Navi told the Ranger what he had said. Aragorn looked puzzled. Bring me the small blue object from my pack, and you will see what I mean.
Navi translated, and Aragorn opened the Hylian's pack. He saw many unusual objects in it. Some seemed to be child's toys; a slingshot, as well as stick-like thing that he would later learn to be a boomerang.
There where also strange nuts, a broken sword of some kind, a magnificent war hammer, and many things that the Ranger couldn't identify. All seemed to be extremely well made.
He found the blue object and handed it to the Hylian reverently. Link nodded his thanks, put the object to his mouth, and blew.
From the first note, the entire fellowship was captivated. The Hylian played a simple, but beautiful song. The last notes seemed to hang in the air, cheering the minds of the listeners long after the original notes had faded away.
Zelda's Lullaby Link told them. Do you wish to hear another one? Navi repeated what he had said, and all of the fellowship nodded eagerly. The hobbits even came closer, as to listen better.
The Hylian played another song, which he called The Song Of Time. It was a much more haunting melody; a deeper sound. After it had finished, Frodo asked eagerly, "What is that instrument?"
Link gladly answered the question. It is called an ocarina. This one was given to me by the Princess Zelda. Do you wish to learn to play? Frodo's eyes widened as Navi translated, and readily agreed.
The rest of the fellowship went about their morning business, but kept an ear out, hoping that the Hylian would play again.
~Allrighty, then. How'd you like that? Please, please tell me if you like my fic. . . if you're bored, please read any of my other fics, if you can. They're mostly Redwall. ^^ Don't be shy, please leave a review!~
The fellowship set up camp there, in the clearing that night, after removing the bodies of the orcs and burning them. Meanwhile, Aragorn was working feverishly on the young warrior's wounds. After removing the arrows and bandaging the wounds, he spoke with the fairy.
"What is his name?" The ranger asked. "Link, Hero of Time." At this, Aragorn looked up from his work and stared at the fairy. "A bit young for that, isn't he?" Navi flew around in a pattern that reminded him of a shrug. "He is what he is." She told him. Aragorn nodded but didn't press further.
Many times that night, the Ranger asked himself why he was tending this boy, helping his friend, when they had to get to Mordor. He later came to a conclusion. . . because he was the only one who could help.
An hour before dawn, Link woke up. He spoke to Aragorn, and his fairy acted as interpreter.
I wish to thank you for all you have done. What is your name? He said politely.
"Aragorn," The Ranger replied, "Although around here I'm known as Strider."
Strider. . Link nodded. "If I may ask, of what race do you hail from? You seem to be like an elf. . . but it is obvious that you are not one."
I am Hylian. He said it with pride. From the country of Hyrule. Link changed the subject. Strider, do you wish to hear me play?
Navi told the Ranger what he had said. Aragorn looked puzzled. Bring me the small blue object from my pack, and you will see what I mean.
Navi translated, and Aragorn opened the Hylian's pack. He saw many unusual objects in it. Some seemed to be child's toys; a slingshot, as well as stick-like thing that he would later learn to be a boomerang.
There where also strange nuts, a broken sword of some kind, a magnificent war hammer, and many things that the Ranger couldn't identify. All seemed to be extremely well made.
He found the blue object and handed it to the Hylian reverently. Link nodded his thanks, put the object to his mouth, and blew.
From the first note, the entire fellowship was captivated. The Hylian played a simple, but beautiful song. The last notes seemed to hang in the air, cheering the minds of the listeners long after the original notes had faded away.
Zelda's Lullaby Link told them. Do you wish to hear another one? Navi repeated what he had said, and all of the fellowship nodded eagerly. The hobbits even came closer, as to listen better.
The Hylian played another song, which he called The Song Of Time. It was a much more haunting melody; a deeper sound. After it had finished, Frodo asked eagerly, "What is that instrument?"
Link gladly answered the question. It is called an ocarina. This one was given to me by the Princess Zelda. Do you wish to learn to play? Frodo's eyes widened as Navi translated, and readily agreed.
The rest of the fellowship went about their morning business, but kept an ear out, hoping that the Hylian would play again.
~Allrighty, then. How'd you like that? Please, please tell me if you like my fic. . . if you're bored, please read any of my other fics, if you can. They're mostly Redwall. ^^ Don't be shy, please leave a review!~