Chapter 13 Endless Decisions
Yes was my answer to my elven parents. Hugging one another they smiled at me. "Soon you shall revert to your elven form" Celeborn said happily. Even though I said yes, I still wanted to know if I ever was going to see my foster parents. You shall see them again said my mother's voice in my head. I smiled at her, glad that she knew her desire to see her foster parents again.
"Ah. The change has already begun" replied my sumptuous father, "Your hair has lightened" Reaching up with my hand, I gingerly grabbed a piece of my hair and brought to my eyes. Indeed it was lighter shade, no longer light brown but a dirty blonde.
I looked up at my parents, but they were no longer there, they had faded away. In a rush I was brought back to the campsite from which I could see that the Hobbits had fallen asleep around me. Smiling at my discovery of my actual parents; I leave the campsite to enjoy the trees around me.
Walking along slowly, I could the wind and the trees whisper to me. It was a serene night, the moon shone down amongst the gray trunks of the trees, while the wind sang a song that none from the race of men has ever heard. My fingers traced the edges of my ears gently; they have become sensitive, now that I possess elven ears. I walked for so long in the calm of the forest, which the sun was beginning to peep over the horizon; I headed back to camp.
Aragorn was waiting for me, by the look on his face; he knew what I had been doing last night. He took one more stare at me before he went to wake the Hobbits. Moving silently, he approached each Hobbit, and poked each one with tip of his boot; only Frodo awoke. I smiled sheepishly at the ranger, for a better way to wake them came to my mind; I was going to sing. My favorite song from Enya came to mind, and with that I began.
Mat it be an evening star
Shines down upon you
May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true
You walk a lonely road
Oh! How far you are from home
Mornie utulie
Believe and you will find your way
Mornie alantie
A promise lives within you now
May it be the shadow's call
Will fly away
May it be your journey on
To light the day
When the night is overcome
You may rise to find the sun
Mornie utulie
Believe and you will find your way
Mornie Alantie
A promise lives within you now
A promise lives within you now
When I had finished, I found to my enjoyment that the four haflings and the ranger were staring at me thunderstruck. Chuckling at the sight of Pippins half way open mouth and Merry's dazed but dreamy expression made me say a comment that made both made them blush furiously.
After my little singing escapade we headed out once again. The Hobbits were none too keen on traveling the set amount of miles that Strider had planned for us too walk, but I didn't mind. Humming as I walked, I got queer looks from the tired travelers ahead and behind me; they couldn't see why I was happy. Realizing that none knew what Galadriel had told me, I then decided to break the news to them the moment we got to Amon Sul.
The air around us was cooling down; bits of snow could be seen scattered about the wilderness. It wasn't much of a help that the sun was blocked from everyone's view, which resulted in the temperature dropping to a point that even me, a girl from Maine, was shivering.
Slumping there feet behind Aragorn and me, the hobbits were muttering something about Elevenses, it hit me as to what they were talking about. The hobbits were hungry once again, which is not a surprising thing, considering that they eat at least seven meals a day, not counting teatime. A solution to their predicament came flashing into my mind.
Flinging my pack around to the front of end of me, I began frantic search for the bag of tootsie rolls that I surprisingly haven't touched. Trying to avoid the nine-millimeter Caliber in my pack, my hand rested upon the plastic bag of the sweet, brown candies. I grabbed a handful of the candies and flung them back to the Hobbits. Bewildered they took them; Pippin was the first to try.
Chewing the candy slowly, his eyes widened the moment he tasted it. He popped a few more into his mouth; he ate these quickly. At Pippins example, the other three also ate the candies rather quickly as well. I began to laugh at the amusing sight of the hobbits eating Tootsie Rolls, but I stopped when Strider called back to us that we had finally arrived at Weathertop. I looked to where the Tower once stood; it was not inviting at all.
I am so sorry that it so long for me to post this but my network for Internet was seriously not working right, but I promise to get Chap 14 up as soon as possible to make it up to you loyal readers. Yes, Frodo will get stabbed by the Morgul blade, but which elf do you want to show up? Arwen or Glorfindel? Please don't forget to review cause I live for reviews.
Yes was my answer to my elven parents. Hugging one another they smiled at me. "Soon you shall revert to your elven form" Celeborn said happily. Even though I said yes, I still wanted to know if I ever was going to see my foster parents. You shall see them again said my mother's voice in my head. I smiled at her, glad that she knew her desire to see her foster parents again.
"Ah. The change has already begun" replied my sumptuous father, "Your hair has lightened" Reaching up with my hand, I gingerly grabbed a piece of my hair and brought to my eyes. Indeed it was lighter shade, no longer light brown but a dirty blonde.
I looked up at my parents, but they were no longer there, they had faded away. In a rush I was brought back to the campsite from which I could see that the Hobbits had fallen asleep around me. Smiling at my discovery of my actual parents; I leave the campsite to enjoy the trees around me.
Walking along slowly, I could the wind and the trees whisper to me. It was a serene night, the moon shone down amongst the gray trunks of the trees, while the wind sang a song that none from the race of men has ever heard. My fingers traced the edges of my ears gently; they have become sensitive, now that I possess elven ears. I walked for so long in the calm of the forest, which the sun was beginning to peep over the horizon; I headed back to camp.
Aragorn was waiting for me, by the look on his face; he knew what I had been doing last night. He took one more stare at me before he went to wake the Hobbits. Moving silently, he approached each Hobbit, and poked each one with tip of his boot; only Frodo awoke. I smiled sheepishly at the ranger, for a better way to wake them came to my mind; I was going to sing. My favorite song from Enya came to mind, and with that I began.
Mat it be an evening star
Shines down upon you
May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true
You walk a lonely road
Oh! How far you are from home
Mornie utulie
Believe and you will find your way
Mornie alantie
A promise lives within you now
May it be the shadow's call
Will fly away
May it be your journey on
To light the day
When the night is overcome
You may rise to find the sun
Mornie utulie
Believe and you will find your way
Mornie Alantie
A promise lives within you now
A promise lives within you now
When I had finished, I found to my enjoyment that the four haflings and the ranger were staring at me thunderstruck. Chuckling at the sight of Pippins half way open mouth and Merry's dazed but dreamy expression made me say a comment that made both made them blush furiously.
After my little singing escapade we headed out once again. The Hobbits were none too keen on traveling the set amount of miles that Strider had planned for us too walk, but I didn't mind. Humming as I walked, I got queer looks from the tired travelers ahead and behind me; they couldn't see why I was happy. Realizing that none knew what Galadriel had told me, I then decided to break the news to them the moment we got to Amon Sul.
The air around us was cooling down; bits of snow could be seen scattered about the wilderness. It wasn't much of a help that the sun was blocked from everyone's view, which resulted in the temperature dropping to a point that even me, a girl from Maine, was shivering.
Slumping there feet behind Aragorn and me, the hobbits were muttering something about Elevenses, it hit me as to what they were talking about. The hobbits were hungry once again, which is not a surprising thing, considering that they eat at least seven meals a day, not counting teatime. A solution to their predicament came flashing into my mind.
Flinging my pack around to the front of end of me, I began frantic search for the bag of tootsie rolls that I surprisingly haven't touched. Trying to avoid the nine-millimeter Caliber in my pack, my hand rested upon the plastic bag of the sweet, brown candies. I grabbed a handful of the candies and flung them back to the Hobbits. Bewildered they took them; Pippin was the first to try.
Chewing the candy slowly, his eyes widened the moment he tasted it. He popped a few more into his mouth; he ate these quickly. At Pippins example, the other three also ate the candies rather quickly as well. I began to laugh at the amusing sight of the hobbits eating Tootsie Rolls, but I stopped when Strider called back to us that we had finally arrived at Weathertop. I looked to where the Tower once stood; it was not inviting at all.
I am so sorry that it so long for me to post this but my network for Internet was seriously not working right, but I promise to get Chap 14 up as soon as possible to make it up to you loyal readers. Yes, Frodo will get stabbed by the Morgul blade, but which elf do you want to show up? Arwen or Glorfindel? Please don't forget to review cause I live for reviews.