Dream Warrior
Author: Heather Lynn
Email: ring_of_adament@yahoo.com
HET/ NC-17
Haldir/Lirimaer
Disclaimer: The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of J R R Tolkien, the Tolkien Estate and Tolkien Enterprises. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended
Summary: This story begins in the year 3018 (S.R. 1418), the same time that Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin have begun their journey. They are now with Aragorn, having left Amon Sûl (Weathertop) after battling the ringwraiths. Arwen Evenstar has Frodo and is taking him to Rivendell. Lirimaer is an elf from Rivendell who journeys to Lothlórien to speak to Galadriel about the haunting nightmare she repeatedly has. Haldir comes across her along the way and he leads her to Lórien.
Notes: While writing this, I followed the Tolkien's books and the two movies and made up a few things as well. My timeline does not coincide with the books, only to try to keep things short! The numbers after a sentence means there is a definition at the end of the chapter. I hope the translations are correct, if not please email me so I can make any necessary repairs. I hope to add drawings soon, having just moved I will need some time. I hope you enjoy my first fan fic I've ever written, please let me know what you think! This fan fic was also part of the www.haldir-lives.org Fan Fic Challenge.
Chapter 21 – Galadriel's Mirror
Lirimaer knew she wouldn't be able to sleep anymore, so she washed and got dressed. She decided to see what Vuranor was up to for the day. Just as she opened her door, she caught a glance of Alfirin entering his room. Leave them alone! she said, grinning to herself. She was about to close her door when she heard a voice.
"Good morning, Lirimaer."
It was Galadriel. Lirimaer was still a bit apprehensive in Galadriel's presence. "Good morning, My Lady," she said, bowing.
"I have come to talk with you, if you are not busy," she said, taking Lirimaer's hand, feeling her unease. She looked deep into Lirimaer's eyes and smiled. "I see you and our Captain of the Guard have joined. This is most wonderful."
Lirimaer smiled, blushing. "Would you like to come in?" she asked.
"I would like to take you somewhere special. A place that I think might assist you to understand your dream. Tell me about your dream while we walk."
Galadriel led her down the stairs. Lirimaer described the events of her dream to her, and also told Galadriel how the wounds began to show on her body and how she felt his pain. They walked a short distance to a set of stairs going down into a small garden. There was a carved rock pedestal in the center of the garden with a large shallow metal pan on it. Galadriel walked over to a small pool in the roots of a tree and filled a tall silver pitcher. She walked to the pedestal and slowly poured the water into the pan. "Will you look into the mirror?" she asked. "Here you will see what was, what is and what has not yet come to pass."
Lirimaer slowly approached the pedestal. She had heard about Galadriel's mirror and was fearful of what she would see.
Galadriel felt her apprehension. "Do not fear the mirror, for they are only visions. It cannot harm you."
Lirimaer looked into the water. At first she saw nothing. Then the water rippled, like a drop of water broke the surface. She saw herself with Elladan and Elrohir, being chased by the wargs and orcs, getting hit with the arrow and going into the river. Then there was another ripple. She saw herself being pulled from the river and being carried away by Haldir. Then another ripple. Haldir was holding her on his lap, kissing her. She was wearing his cloths. I remember that night! she thought to herself. The next vision was their night together, last night, which made her blush again. Then the mirror went black.
New images appeared. She saw a militia of elves marching to a fortress. Haldir was leading the company. She did not recognize this but she felt gooseflesh rise up on her skin. Then she saw Haldir, bow and arrow in hand, ready to shoot on top of a wall, in golden armor and a red cloak. Her stomach knotted up. She saw him calling to his troops when a blade slashed his arm, then another came down on his back. She saw his lifeless eyes….
She pulled herself away from the mirror, a shriek almost escaping her. Galadriel was watching her. "I know what it is you saw, for I have also seen it. You can put an end to what you have seen if you know what it is you must do. I think you know what you need to do."
"I must be there and protect him," Lirimaer said. But how?
"The time to save him from harm is coming soon. He will lead Lórien's troops to help protect the future of Men. He must go. I believe the cause for your dreams is your soul was searching for his, for your souls were bound to be together since the beginning of time. The dreams were to show you whom to look for; the marks to show you what will happen if you fail to save him. Seek out Elladan and Elrohir to help you when the time comes. Vuranor will be there for you as well. They will show you how to protect Haldir," she said, smiling. "Come, break fast with me and ease your heart for a while."