Hey guys, I finally got chance to come on the Net! Hope this chapter is ok, it is rather short. As are many of my chapters actually! ^_^ If I have time, I might be able to put up 11 as well, coz its all written and done. In fact, so is the whole story. Just a few chapters left. Thanks to all my reviewers, your thoughts are greatly appreciated.
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Elerrina- I thought I had better not put too much detail of the actual events in the exact words as it might upset some people, so I tried my best to put them into my own words. Hope it worked alright for you. Here is the next chapter, ASAP as you requested.
Radiion- Glad you liked it ^_^ So it was written alright then? Please say what you think of this chapter. Thanks. You are one of my most constant reviewers. Thank you for sticking with it.
muykiay- That's fine. I think you'll have to start roundabouts chappie 11, ok? Thanks for staying with it though.
Chapter 10, Reunions.
Legolas waited patiently with Gimli, Aragorn, and the other Men for Frodo and Sam to awaken and come down to the ceremony. The Hobbits had been healed, and were now resting. They were all gathered in the fair land of Ithillien, and there were many celebrations to yet take place. They finally arrived, and everyone cheered them. They were blushing madly. Legolas couldn't help laughing. Gimli was next to him, and he had a great beam on his face. The two Hobbits were seated on a throne each, one of each side of Aragorn. Then Aragorn sang to them, in the Elven tongue, then the Westron Tongue of Frodo of the Nine Fingers, and the Ring of Doom. Sam found himself weeping with joy, and wonder filled both their eyes. Everyone's hearts were wounded with sweet words and they overflowed, and their joy was like swords, and they passed in thought out to regions where pain and delight flow together and tears are the very wine of blessedness.
At last, when the Sun fell from her noon position, and the shadows of the trees lengthened, Aragorn ended. "Praise them with great praise!" he cried aloud. Then they passed to pavilions where they would eat and drink. Frodo and Sam sat at the Kings table, along with Gandalf, King Eomer of Rohan, Prince Imrahil, all the chief captains, and of course, Legolas and Gimli. They saw Pippin and Merry and Pippin dressed in their clothes of their Orders, and at first, Sam and Frodo did not recognise them. They would talk after the feast.
The glad day at last ended, and when the Sun had set, and the Moon rose slowly above the mists of the Anduin and flickered through the fluttering leaves, Frodo and Sam sat under the whispering trees amid the fragrance of fair Ithillien. They talked deep into the night with Merry, Pippin, and Gandalf, and after a while, Legolas and Gimli joined them. They talked long, and at length, Gandalf rose. "The hands of the King are hands of healing, dear friends," he said. "But you went to the very brink of death ere he recalled you, putting forth all his power, and sent you into the sweet forgetfulness of sleep. And though you have indeed slept long and blessedly, still it is now time to sleep again."
"And not only Sam and Frodo here," said Gimli," but you too Pippin. I love you, if only because of the pains you have cost me, which I shall never forget. Nor shall I forget finding you on the hill of that last battle. But for Gimli the Dwarf you would have been lost then. But at least I know now the look of a hobbit's foot, though it be all that can be seen under a heap of bodies. And when I heaved that great carcass off you, I was sure you were dead. I could have torn out my beard. And it is only a day yet since you were first up and abroad again. To bed now you go. And so shall I."
"And I," said Legolas, "shall walk in the woods of this fair land, which is rest enough. In days to come, if my Elven-lord allows, some of our folk shall remove hither; and when we come it shall be blessed, for a while. For a while: a month, a life, a hundred years of Men. But Anduin is near, and Anduin leads down to the Sea. To the Sea!
To the Sea, to the Sea! The white gulls are crying,
The wind is blowing, and the white foam is flying.
West, west way, the round sun is falling.
Grey ship, grey ship, do you hear them calling,
The voices of my people that have gone before me?
I will leave, I will leave the woods that bore me;
For our days are ending and our years failing.
I will pass the wide waters lonely sailing.
Long are the waves on the Last Shore falling,
Sweet are the voices in the Lost Isle calling,
In Eressëa, in Elvenhome that no man can discover,
Where the leaves fall not: land of my people forever!"
And so singing, Legolas went away down the hill. He walked under the boughs of the trees in that fair place, and sang softly to himself. He took out the heart, and held it in his hand. He wondered when he would see her again, and when he would see his father again. His home, his friends. How long would it be? He knew no answers, but it did not sadden him. He knew he would see them again, some day.
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