Epilogue: Hush, the Wind it Blows.
14 years later.
Legolas stood by the tombstone, little Mego by his side. Along with them were the living members of the Fellowship. Eowyn stood to the side crying next to Farmir. The entire group was in tears. It had been fourteen years ago, to this day, that Med had died. It was also Megolas' 14th birthday.
Mego looked exactly like her mother, except she had emerald green eyes and pointy ears and was slightly taller. She spoke just like Med, and acted just like her, except for the accent and the slang.
Not a sound was made. The wind whispered through the trees. It brushed against Mego's ear. The wind seemed to hum a tune to her. She began to sing.
"Hush sweet little one, don't you cry. Can't you see, that I'm by your side? Young one don't fret; watch the sky, even though dark things fly by your eyes. Think of your dreams, think of your dad, think of all the wondrous things, don't be sad. Hush sweet little one, don't you cry. Can't you see, I'm by your side." Legolas looked at his daughter. Tears were streaming down his cheeks.
"Where did you hear that?" he asked quietly.
"I heard it on the wind father," she replied, "Why does it cause you sadness?"
"Your mother sang that to you, right before.before.she."
"Died?"
"Yes."
"It's very pretty, was mother pretty?"
"Oh, yes. I've never told you about her, have I?"
"Only that she was young."
"Well, why don't I tell you." Legolas sat on the ground and everyone else sat with him.
"I've told you about when I was with the Fellowship, right. Well, I met her there. She was lying on the ground bleeding. She would have died, if Aragorn hadn't of saved her." And he continued. Mego heard every account of the story. Friends chiped in every little bit to add in the missing parts. Mego absorbed it all. Her mother was amazing. Her mother, would have been 28 if she had not have died, during child birth.
"She gave her life for you," Legolas finished as the sun began to set. Mego was crying.
"I wish she was here, father," she sobbed.
"Ahh, but she is!" Gimli said from over in a corner, "She right here, can't you feel her. Her energy. Her life force just radiating off your father. He changed a lot when he met her. But I believe for the better. If not for the better, than, for the best."
"Yes, father, if mother was as wonderful as you say she was, then she wouldn't want us mourning her, she'd want us celebrating her. She was wonderful, so we should let her wonder live on through us."
"She's quiet wise for 14, isn't she Legolas?" Aragorn remarked looking at his own children tenderly.
"She's just like her mother, beautiful, smart, and."
"A lost soul." Whispered a voice on the wind. Everyone grew silent and the sun slid under the horizon and a chill hit the air.
"Hush my sweet friends, don't you cry. Can't you see, that I'm by your side? Dear ones don't fret, don't you sigh, even though it seems that I have died. Think of your dreams, try to be glad, think of all the wondrous things, don't be sad. Hush my sweet friends, don't you cry. Can't you see, I'm by your side." The wind blew a large gust and the voice trailed away.
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Med woke up in cold sweat. She'd had another dream. Well, at least you could call them that. She had a vision of back in Middle Earth. She looked at the clock by her bed. 1:00 am. It was Mego's birthday. Her Middle Earth deathday.
She really missed it back there. It seemed like they all missed her too. She longed to see Legolas again, but, well, she had something else to deal with.
"Are you okay honey," her husband asked as she got out of bed to use the bathroom.
"Yes, dear. Go back to sleep I'm fine."
"Alright," he yawned and turned back over.
Yep. It would be a little awkward if she were to leave. She had a husband now. Yes she still loved Legolas, but she was dead to him. It had taken her a long time to realize that, but she was. When she found Viceron, he was everything she needed, a little rough around the edges, but sweet as a kitten.
She walked out of the room and down the hallway. She turned into a small room with a crib inside. Also what would little Leo do with out her. He was just about 6 months old. For some reason when she had Leo, things went smoother. She didn't even need an epidural. Leo and Viceron were her life now. She could never leave them. They needed her, and she needed them.
"Hush sweet little one, don't you cry. Can't you see, that I'm by your side? Young one don't fret; watch the sky, even though dark things fly by your eyes. Think of your dreams, think of your dad, think of all the wondrous things, don't be sad. Hush sweet little one, don't you cry. Can't you see, I'm by your side." She sighed.
"I am a lost soul," she whispered, "Hush my sweet friends, don't you cry. Can't you see, that I'm by your side? Dear ones don't fret, don't you sigh, even though it seems that I have died. Think of your dreams, try to be glad, think of all the wondrous things, don't be sad. Hush my sweet friends, don't you cry. Can't you see, I'm by your side" Wind blew outside terribly and Leo was awakened. "I'm sorry honey," she cooed and picked him up. She went over to the window and closed it.
He calmed down quickly and was back to sleep in an instant. She returned to her room. When she laid down next to her husband she put her arms around him.
"Honey?" she asked.
"Did you hear that large gust of wind?" he asked sleepily turning over to face her.
"Yeah, it blew Leo's window open."
"Weird eh?"
"Yeah weird. Well, goodnight honey."
"Goodnight." And it was.
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I'd like to thank Nathanael for making me feel shity enough to write this. Panda for being there and making me update. All of you readers because you read. And Logan, because he's my lil man beast. ^_^ Love yas!!!!!
14 years later.
Legolas stood by the tombstone, little Mego by his side. Along with them were the living members of the Fellowship. Eowyn stood to the side crying next to Farmir. The entire group was in tears. It had been fourteen years ago, to this day, that Med had died. It was also Megolas' 14th birthday.
Mego looked exactly like her mother, except she had emerald green eyes and pointy ears and was slightly taller. She spoke just like Med, and acted just like her, except for the accent and the slang.
Not a sound was made. The wind whispered through the trees. It brushed against Mego's ear. The wind seemed to hum a tune to her. She began to sing.
"Hush sweet little one, don't you cry. Can't you see, that I'm by your side? Young one don't fret; watch the sky, even though dark things fly by your eyes. Think of your dreams, think of your dad, think of all the wondrous things, don't be sad. Hush sweet little one, don't you cry. Can't you see, I'm by your side." Legolas looked at his daughter. Tears were streaming down his cheeks.
"Where did you hear that?" he asked quietly.
"I heard it on the wind father," she replied, "Why does it cause you sadness?"
"Your mother sang that to you, right before.before.she."
"Died?"
"Yes."
"It's very pretty, was mother pretty?"
"Oh, yes. I've never told you about her, have I?"
"Only that she was young."
"Well, why don't I tell you." Legolas sat on the ground and everyone else sat with him.
"I've told you about when I was with the Fellowship, right. Well, I met her there. She was lying on the ground bleeding. She would have died, if Aragorn hadn't of saved her." And he continued. Mego heard every account of the story. Friends chiped in every little bit to add in the missing parts. Mego absorbed it all. Her mother was amazing. Her mother, would have been 28 if she had not have died, during child birth.
"She gave her life for you," Legolas finished as the sun began to set. Mego was crying.
"I wish she was here, father," she sobbed.
"Ahh, but she is!" Gimli said from over in a corner, "She right here, can't you feel her. Her energy. Her life force just radiating off your father. He changed a lot when he met her. But I believe for the better. If not for the better, than, for the best."
"Yes, father, if mother was as wonderful as you say she was, then she wouldn't want us mourning her, she'd want us celebrating her. She was wonderful, so we should let her wonder live on through us."
"She's quiet wise for 14, isn't she Legolas?" Aragorn remarked looking at his own children tenderly.
"She's just like her mother, beautiful, smart, and."
"A lost soul." Whispered a voice on the wind. Everyone grew silent and the sun slid under the horizon and a chill hit the air.
"Hush my sweet friends, don't you cry. Can't you see, that I'm by your side? Dear ones don't fret, don't you sigh, even though it seems that I have died. Think of your dreams, try to be glad, think of all the wondrous things, don't be sad. Hush my sweet friends, don't you cry. Can't you see, I'm by your side." The wind blew a large gust and the voice trailed away.
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Med woke up in cold sweat. She'd had another dream. Well, at least you could call them that. She had a vision of back in Middle Earth. She looked at the clock by her bed. 1:00 am. It was Mego's birthday. Her Middle Earth deathday.
She really missed it back there. It seemed like they all missed her too. She longed to see Legolas again, but, well, she had something else to deal with.
"Are you okay honey," her husband asked as she got out of bed to use the bathroom.
"Yes, dear. Go back to sleep I'm fine."
"Alright," he yawned and turned back over.
Yep. It would be a little awkward if she were to leave. She had a husband now. Yes she still loved Legolas, but she was dead to him. It had taken her a long time to realize that, but she was. When she found Viceron, he was everything she needed, a little rough around the edges, but sweet as a kitten.
She walked out of the room and down the hallway. She turned into a small room with a crib inside. Also what would little Leo do with out her. He was just about 6 months old. For some reason when she had Leo, things went smoother. She didn't even need an epidural. Leo and Viceron were her life now. She could never leave them. They needed her, and she needed them.
"Hush sweet little one, don't you cry. Can't you see, that I'm by your side? Young one don't fret; watch the sky, even though dark things fly by your eyes. Think of your dreams, think of your dad, think of all the wondrous things, don't be sad. Hush sweet little one, don't you cry. Can't you see, I'm by your side." She sighed.
"I am a lost soul," she whispered, "Hush my sweet friends, don't you cry. Can't you see, that I'm by your side? Dear ones don't fret, don't you sigh, even though it seems that I have died. Think of your dreams, try to be glad, think of all the wondrous things, don't be sad. Hush my sweet friends, don't you cry. Can't you see, I'm by your side" Wind blew outside terribly and Leo was awakened. "I'm sorry honey," she cooed and picked him up. She went over to the window and closed it.
He calmed down quickly and was back to sleep in an instant. She returned to her room. When she laid down next to her husband she put her arms around him.
"Honey?" she asked.
"Did you hear that large gust of wind?" he asked sleepily turning over to face her.
"Yeah, it blew Leo's window open."
"Weird eh?"
"Yeah weird. Well, goodnight honey."
"Goodnight." And it was.
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I'd like to thank Nathanael for making me feel shity enough to write this. Panda for being there and making me update. All of you readers because you read. And Logan, because he's my lil man beast. ^_^ Love yas!!!!!