Hey everyone! OK in this chapter I am going to be changing from Aielena to the Fellowship. I'm sure you have seen it before, but now your going to see it again, hopefully a little differently. Well, enjoy!
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A Loss: The condition of being deprived or bereaved of something or someone
A loss of life can never be forgotten, for a dying flower never cries.
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The Fellowship, all out of breath look around themselves to make sure that everyone was here and safe. It was black as twilight, until Gandalf used his crystal to light the passage. Then Aragorn, who was looking around to make sure the Hobbits all made it in realized,
"Aielena! She's gone!"
Everyone looked around to hopefully prove him wrong, but she was no where to be found. Gandalf scrambled over near the fallen rocks, but she was not there. Aragorn ran over next to him and began taking rocks down, looking for her. He stopped when Gandalf finally spoke,
"She is dead Aragorn. Either completely buried under these boulders or killed by that monster outside. Though I can not believe that she could have died this way...Its just not possible..."
All looked at each other, all morning the loss of Aielena. It was Boromir who spoke at last.
"Gandalf? Shouldn't we move along? We have a long way to go..."
Gandalf looked up and nodded,"You are right Boromir, we should go on."
So slowly they began the long, terrible walk through Moria. Aragorn turned and looked back at the once entrance, felt a single tear fall from his eye and hit a single spot, on a single stone. He turned and followed the others.
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Aielena walked along the wall of the path that they came by. She would not go up the mountain once again. 'No, that would take too long.' Instead she headed for a river known to her as the 'Sir Ninglor' or 'Gladden River'. This would take her right into the Anduin and right too Lothlorien.
The trail was not difficult and her heart was not heavy. Estimating every step she walked, she would reach Lorien in a few days. If the river was not to low and the Anduin was not too fast. As the sun began to set, Aielena began to look for a small place to spend the night. She found a small 'cave' or mainly a little opening in a rock.
After making a small fire, she felt herself grow extremely tired and soon she was asleep.
Her dreams were far from quiet, the slashing and clashing of swords rang in her ears and the tight string of a bow sung a tale of death around a single arrow. Then someone screamed, "Gandalf!".......
Aielena awoke, her fire had died out and the sky was changing colors for a new day. The name Gandalf rang in her head as she took up her trail again.
'What happened with Gandalf, and who was screaming? Is this the future, or the past, or I pray not the present..'
When her feet touched the edge of the Gladden River, she began to wonder how she would make it across. Then her eyes came upon a small boat. It was elven made and light to pick up. There was no one around so Aielena picked it up and took it to the rivers edge. She climbed inside but then stopped. She took her elven knife from her waist and placed it where she had found the boat. She prayed that it would do for what she had taken.
She pushed from the shore and found maneuvering the boat was easy and the current helped push her along. Smiling, she hoped that soon she would meet up with the Fellowship once again.
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"GANDALF!"
"Where is Gandalf? For I greatly wanted to see him?" Celeborn asked.
"He has fallen into shadow... The Quest stands upon the edge of a knife, stray but a little and it will fail to ruin of all..." Galadriel looked around at the remaining 8 and frowned. "Where is Aielena? I greatly wanted to see her."
Aragorn tried to answer, for Galadriel was looking directly at him, but he could not find the words nor the heart to speak them. He had lost both of his best friends, both in the same place. It did not seem very fair and his heart felt heavy as cold iron. Legolas said what he tried to say for him.
"We were attacked by the Guardian of the Gate and she was lost to us. Though we do not know if it was by rock or by the Guardian itself. But she is gone..."
Galadriel closed her eyes, she so wanted to tell her... It was the right time.... Her eyes fell upon Aragorn. It was good of Gandalf have them meet, they have become such good friends... If he only knew....
"These are very bad tidings, two great people lost in the place. But now is the time for rest, for you are wearily with much toil. Tonight you will sleep under the great trees of Lorien and lay down your burdens for a while."
Haldir motioned for everyone to follow him. Aragorn stopped for a bit, looking up at Galdriel and asked,
"Do you know how she died?"
Galadriel shock her head and said, "I could not believe it when you told me that she was. Do you miss her?"
Aragorn nodded, "Yes, she was one of my closet friends and I lost two of them..." He turned from Galadriel and followed the others.
If he only knew....
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Aielena dragged the boat ashore to set up camp. She had made good time and decided to walk the rest of the way. Yawing, she gathered firewood and made a very small fire, not wanting to attract unwanted eyes. Looking in her pack she found that her remaining food was beginning to disappear. She took a small piece of bread and sat munching on it. If all her food was gone before she reached Lorien she would have to fish and hunt. Smiling she remembered hunting with her good friend Aragorn. She would always yell at him if he nearly killed himself,
"Arwen will be very mad with me if you die before your wedding. And what will I tell her, hun? That you were killed hunting? She would hate me forever and never speak to me again!"
Shaking her head the memories disappeared and she returned to her little camp. Those days where all to memorable and she missed them. But then, she hoped that Aragorn was allowed to become King so he and Arwen could get married.
Soon sleep overtook her.
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The Fellowship was gathering together their belongings, today was the day they would leave. Galadriel called them to come see her and she gave them gifts to aid them. Then she spoke,
"The Fellowship stands here with two members missing, both were wonderful healers and knew the land well. As my last gift to aid you, I give to you Celecartel, my most trusted healer."
Out walked a young elf. She had long blond hair tied back and chestnut eyes. She wore a tunic of dark green and rich brown pants, along with a cloak of Lorien. She eyed each of the remaining Fellowship and when her eyes fell upon Aragorn, he frowned. He looked at Galadriel and said,
"Not to be rude, but we do not need another person in the Fellowship. I feel like we are replacing Aielena and Gandalf."
Galadriel shock her head, "You need another person and Celecartel is a good healer and will aid you well."
Aragorn could only nod. Lady Galadriel was always correct and he should not go against her.
Galadriel said farewell and soon everyone was inside their boats. Celecartel sat in the boat with Gimil and Legolas. Only Aragorn saw her smirk with a secret joy, he did not trust her.
The Fellowship began their journey again and some would never again return to Lothlorien. As Aragorn turned around again, he could almost swear he saw a figure entering Lorien and it looked so familiar. Shaking his head, he began paddling the long river.
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Aielena entered Lorien quietly but was caught by Haldir. She told him that she needed to see Lady Galadriel but he was not to tell her who she was. Haldir nodded and led Aielena along the path. Aielena looked up, the giant trees towered over her with staircases built along their great necks. Aielena followed Haldir to the meeting area. He turned to her and said,
"I will go get Galadriel, you wait here."
Aielena nodded and watched as he walked gracefully away. Standing in the shadows she watched as Haldir returned with Galadriel. Galadriel spoke first,
"Come forward stranger, let me see you."
Aielena took one step forward and said,
"Lady Galadriel, do you remember me?"
Galadriel's eyes widen."But you are dead, The fellowship told me."
Aielena smiled, "Yet here I am, I have not died, nor come close to it."
Galadriel returned the smile, but asked "But how did you disappear and seem dead?"
Aielena told her how the Guardian had grabbed her and torn down the wall with her outside. "But how is the Fellowship? I have heard screams and cries in my dreams."
"Come, I have something I must tell you."
Aielena followed Galadriel, then Aielena stopped. Galadriel turned to see Aielena go white and finally say,
"Gandalf fell, did he?"
"How did you know?
Aielena looked up, "I saw it. Just now he was fighting a Balrog and fell. But I do not think he is dead."
Galadriel frowned. "The Fellowship saw him fall and I believe he is dead." But how could she know these facts, she was outside the entire time. Perhaps it is time to tell her, Aragorn will find out soon enough.
"Aielena, come here and sit down. There is something else I have to tell you."
Aielena took a seat across Galadriel and Galadriel began.
"I have to tell you something, it about Aragorn and your family. Do you know about your mother's family?"
Aielena's eyebrow raised, "No, I know nothing about either of my parent's family. I don't even remember my mother's or father's full name."
"Well, Gandalf and I have discovered who your mother and her family is."
Aielena sat at the edge of her seat, "Who?"
"Your mother was called Gilwen, a nickname given to her by the elves. Her father is called Dirhael.. Her sister, your aunt is Gilraen the Fair. Aragorn's mother."
Aielena froze. All the blood drained from her face and her mind worked wildly. "So that means that I am Aragorn's direct cousin. Does he know about this?"
Galadriel shock her head. "No he doesn't. I am leaving that up to you."
Aielena sat back, deep in thought. She looked up at Galadriel and asked,
"How long would it take for me to reach the Fellowship?"
"With our boats and you are the only person, a few days."
Aielena nodded. "Then I will leave right away."
"Aielena, wait."
Aielena turned and saw that Galadriel looked distressed.
"What is it Lady Galadriel?"
Do I tell her, no that would not be wise. She will be very angry.
"I only wanted to wish you luck, may Earendil be with you."
Aielena smiled. "Namaaire, Lady Galadriel. Thank you."
"Namaaire."
Aielena took a new boat and began her journey again. Not knowing that another elf had taken her place, one that could hardly wait to meet her.
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Well. What did you think? Come on you know you want to review! Anyway, next time I promise there will be a lot of action and the meeting of Aielena and Celecartel! Stay tuned! Namaarie!!!
A BIG THANKS TO CELEBRAIN!! THANKS FOR REVIEWING! EVERYONE FOLLOW HER! Ê
~Silent Breeze
means someone is thinking.
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A Loss: The condition of being deprived or bereaved of something or someone
A loss of life can never be forgotten, for a dying flower never cries.
***
The Fellowship, all out of breath look around themselves to make sure that everyone was here and safe. It was black as twilight, until Gandalf used his crystal to light the passage. Then Aragorn, who was looking around to make sure the Hobbits all made it in realized,
"Aielena! She's gone!"
Everyone looked around to hopefully prove him wrong, but she was no where to be found. Gandalf scrambled over near the fallen rocks, but she was not there. Aragorn ran over next to him and began taking rocks down, looking for her. He stopped when Gandalf finally spoke,
"She is dead Aragorn. Either completely buried under these boulders or killed by that monster outside. Though I can not believe that she could have died this way...Its just not possible..."
All looked at each other, all morning the loss of Aielena. It was Boromir who spoke at last.
"Gandalf? Shouldn't we move along? We have a long way to go..."
Gandalf looked up and nodded,"You are right Boromir, we should go on."
So slowly they began the long, terrible walk through Moria. Aragorn turned and looked back at the once entrance, felt a single tear fall from his eye and hit a single spot, on a single stone. He turned and followed the others.
**************
Aielena walked along the wall of the path that they came by. She would not go up the mountain once again. 'No, that would take too long.' Instead she headed for a river known to her as the 'Sir Ninglor' or 'Gladden River'. This would take her right into the Anduin and right too Lothlorien.
The trail was not difficult and her heart was not heavy. Estimating every step she walked, she would reach Lorien in a few days. If the river was not to low and the Anduin was not too fast. As the sun began to set, Aielena began to look for a small place to spend the night. She found a small 'cave' or mainly a little opening in a rock.
After making a small fire, she felt herself grow extremely tired and soon she was asleep.
Her dreams were far from quiet, the slashing and clashing of swords rang in her ears and the tight string of a bow sung a tale of death around a single arrow. Then someone screamed, "Gandalf!".......
Aielena awoke, her fire had died out and the sky was changing colors for a new day. The name Gandalf rang in her head as she took up her trail again.
'What happened with Gandalf, and who was screaming? Is this the future, or the past, or I pray not the present..'
When her feet touched the edge of the Gladden River, she began to wonder how she would make it across. Then her eyes came upon a small boat. It was elven made and light to pick up. There was no one around so Aielena picked it up and took it to the rivers edge. She climbed inside but then stopped. She took her elven knife from her waist and placed it where she had found the boat. She prayed that it would do for what she had taken.
She pushed from the shore and found maneuvering the boat was easy and the current helped push her along. Smiling, she hoped that soon she would meet up with the Fellowship once again.
*************
"GANDALF!"
"Where is Gandalf? For I greatly wanted to see him?" Celeborn asked.
"He has fallen into shadow... The Quest stands upon the edge of a knife, stray but a little and it will fail to ruin of all..." Galadriel looked around at the remaining 8 and frowned. "Where is Aielena? I greatly wanted to see her."
Aragorn tried to answer, for Galadriel was looking directly at him, but he could not find the words nor the heart to speak them. He had lost both of his best friends, both in the same place. It did not seem very fair and his heart felt heavy as cold iron. Legolas said what he tried to say for him.
"We were attacked by the Guardian of the Gate and she was lost to us. Though we do not know if it was by rock or by the Guardian itself. But she is gone..."
Galadriel closed her eyes, she so wanted to tell her... It was the right time.... Her eyes fell upon Aragorn. It was good of Gandalf have them meet, they have become such good friends... If he only knew....
"These are very bad tidings, two great people lost in the place. But now is the time for rest, for you are wearily with much toil. Tonight you will sleep under the great trees of Lorien and lay down your burdens for a while."
Haldir motioned for everyone to follow him. Aragorn stopped for a bit, looking up at Galdriel and asked,
"Do you know how she died?"
Galadriel shock her head and said, "I could not believe it when you told me that she was. Do you miss her?"
Aragorn nodded, "Yes, she was one of my closet friends and I lost two of them..." He turned from Galadriel and followed the others.
If he only knew....
**************
Aielena dragged the boat ashore to set up camp. She had made good time and decided to walk the rest of the way. Yawing, she gathered firewood and made a very small fire, not wanting to attract unwanted eyes. Looking in her pack she found that her remaining food was beginning to disappear. She took a small piece of bread and sat munching on it. If all her food was gone before she reached Lorien she would have to fish and hunt. Smiling she remembered hunting with her good friend Aragorn. She would always yell at him if he nearly killed himself,
"Arwen will be very mad with me if you die before your wedding. And what will I tell her, hun? That you were killed hunting? She would hate me forever and never speak to me again!"
Shaking her head the memories disappeared and she returned to her little camp. Those days where all to memorable and she missed them. But then, she hoped that Aragorn was allowed to become King so he and Arwen could get married.
Soon sleep overtook her.
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The Fellowship was gathering together their belongings, today was the day they would leave. Galadriel called them to come see her and she gave them gifts to aid them. Then she spoke,
"The Fellowship stands here with two members missing, both were wonderful healers and knew the land well. As my last gift to aid you, I give to you Celecartel, my most trusted healer."
Out walked a young elf. She had long blond hair tied back and chestnut eyes. She wore a tunic of dark green and rich brown pants, along with a cloak of Lorien. She eyed each of the remaining Fellowship and when her eyes fell upon Aragorn, he frowned. He looked at Galadriel and said,
"Not to be rude, but we do not need another person in the Fellowship. I feel like we are replacing Aielena and Gandalf."
Galadriel shock her head, "You need another person and Celecartel is a good healer and will aid you well."
Aragorn could only nod. Lady Galadriel was always correct and he should not go against her.
Galadriel said farewell and soon everyone was inside their boats. Celecartel sat in the boat with Gimil and Legolas. Only Aragorn saw her smirk with a secret joy, he did not trust her.
The Fellowship began their journey again and some would never again return to Lothlorien. As Aragorn turned around again, he could almost swear he saw a figure entering Lorien and it looked so familiar. Shaking his head, he began paddling the long river.
******************
Aielena entered Lorien quietly but was caught by Haldir. She told him that she needed to see Lady Galadriel but he was not to tell her who she was. Haldir nodded and led Aielena along the path. Aielena looked up, the giant trees towered over her with staircases built along their great necks. Aielena followed Haldir to the meeting area. He turned to her and said,
"I will go get Galadriel, you wait here."
Aielena nodded and watched as he walked gracefully away. Standing in the shadows she watched as Haldir returned with Galadriel. Galadriel spoke first,
"Come forward stranger, let me see you."
Aielena took one step forward and said,
"Lady Galadriel, do you remember me?"
Galadriel's eyes widen."But you are dead, The fellowship told me."
Aielena smiled, "Yet here I am, I have not died, nor come close to it."
Galadriel returned the smile, but asked "But how did you disappear and seem dead?"
Aielena told her how the Guardian had grabbed her and torn down the wall with her outside. "But how is the Fellowship? I have heard screams and cries in my dreams."
"Come, I have something I must tell you."
Aielena followed Galadriel, then Aielena stopped. Galadriel turned to see Aielena go white and finally say,
"Gandalf fell, did he?"
"How did you know?
Aielena looked up, "I saw it. Just now he was fighting a Balrog and fell. But I do not think he is dead."
Galadriel frowned. "The Fellowship saw him fall and I believe he is dead." But how could she know these facts, she was outside the entire time. Perhaps it is time to tell her, Aragorn will find out soon enough.
"Aielena, come here and sit down. There is something else I have to tell you."
Aielena took a seat across Galadriel and Galadriel began.
"I have to tell you something, it about Aragorn and your family. Do you know about your mother's family?"
Aielena's eyebrow raised, "No, I know nothing about either of my parent's family. I don't even remember my mother's or father's full name."
"Well, Gandalf and I have discovered who your mother and her family is."
Aielena sat at the edge of her seat, "Who?"
"Your mother was called Gilwen, a nickname given to her by the elves. Her father is called Dirhael.. Her sister, your aunt is Gilraen the Fair. Aragorn's mother."
Aielena froze. All the blood drained from her face and her mind worked wildly. "So that means that I am Aragorn's direct cousin. Does he know about this?"
Galadriel shock her head. "No he doesn't. I am leaving that up to you."
Aielena sat back, deep in thought. She looked up at Galadriel and asked,
"How long would it take for me to reach the Fellowship?"
"With our boats and you are the only person, a few days."
Aielena nodded. "Then I will leave right away."
"Aielena, wait."
Aielena turned and saw that Galadriel looked distressed.
"What is it Lady Galadriel?"
Do I tell her, no that would not be wise. She will be very angry.
"I only wanted to wish you luck, may Earendil be with you."
Aielena smiled. "Namaaire, Lady Galadriel. Thank you."
"Namaaire."
Aielena took a new boat and began her journey again. Not knowing that another elf had taken her place, one that could hardly wait to meet her.
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Well. What did you think? Come on you know you want to review! Anyway, next time I promise there will be a lot of action and the meeting of Aielena and Celecartel! Stay tuned! Namaarie!!!
A BIG THANKS TO CELEBRAIN!! THANKS FOR REVIEWING! EVERYONE FOLLOW HER! Ê
~Silent Breeze
