Disclaimer: I only own Elenea and her personality and the plot. Lord of the
Rings rightfully belongs to: J.R.R. Tolkien.
Author's Note: ficman: lol. Thanks, I did my best on the second chapter. I had a bit of a writer's block though... I was also talking on the phone with two people and Instant Messaging with five. So my concentration was broken slightly. I'm glad you thought it was a good chapter though! ^_^
Elenea lay in her bed, tossing and turning. Her dreams were disturbing.
**Dream** Aragorn smiled at his now three-year-old daughter as he laid her sleeping figure in her bed. He pulled the covers over her and gently kissed her forehead. 'Amin mela lle, Elenea, iell nin (I love you, Elenea, my daughter). He brushed a stray brown hair out of her face before leaving the room.
~ ~ Next Phase of Same Dream~ ~
'Ada!' Elenea cried out as her father walked into her room. It was her fourth birthday. 'Hello, my sweet Eli!' he said, picking her up, twirling her around and kissing her cheek. She giggled.
'When do I get my present?' she asked.
'You must wait until tonight,' he told her, assuming a mock-stern look.
'Oh, Ada!' Elenea pouted, and stared with her puppy dog blue eyes into his.
Aragorn laughed, as he always did when Elenea pouted. 'Alright, alright. I'll give it to you now, Eli,' he said, once again using his nickname for her. He pulled from his pocket a long silver chain. Hanging from it was a flat silver pendant. The tree engraved upon it was embedded with small diamonds. Aragorn set her down and clasped the chain around her neck.
'It's so pretty!' Elenea squealed. Aragorn smiled. 'I knew you'd like it,' he said. 'Take care of it, Eli. You must always wear it; never lose it.'
Elenea looked at him and nodded, her eyes sweetly sincere. Then she held the pendant in her small hands and stared at the tree.
~ ~End of Phase~ ~
Somewhere in the back of her mind, everything faded but the pendant. It grew larger and the diamonds began to glow. The engraved tree turned into a real white tree. Suddenly it caught fire, and around it formed a white stone city. All of it was burning.
**End of Dream**
Elenea woke with a start. She grabbed the pendant and studied it intensely. Of course! Why had she not seen it before? The tree on her pendant was the White Tree of Gondor! What did all this mean?
She stared at her ceiling for an hour or two. All her dreams had been about Aragorn being a wonderful father. He seemed to have loved her so much. Had she been wrong? 'No,' Elenea thought, hardening. 'It was just a dream; he never loved you'. And with that thought she went back to sleep uncomfortably.
**Dream/Vision**
Aragorn stood on a balcony in Rivendell, all thoughts on his daughter. Eli had seemed so happy here. What had changed? He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see his love, Arwen.
'Are you thinking of Elenea?' she asked knowingly.
He nodded. 'She'd be nearly eighteen right now, if she's even alive.' He buried his face in his hands. 'Why did she leave, Arwen? She seemed so happy here.' He turned and looked at Arwen, his eyes pained.
'I do not know,' Arwen said. 'I do not know.'
~ ~End of Phase~ ~
'This fight is for Eli,' Aragorn thought as he looked around at the ten thousand Orc surrounding them. Helm's Deep would be won for his sweet little Eli. And won for her it was.
**End of Dream**
Elenea groaned as she awoke again. Aragorn, once more, had been showing nothing but love for her. No, it couldn't be true. She was becoming weak. How could a necklace be breaking her power? She felt a sharp pain in her heart; small at first, but it grew. Elenea clutched her chest, and almost cried out, but checked herself. She couldn't let a little thing like pain affect her. Pain was just weakness leaving the body; she had learned that long ago.
Author's Note: ficman: lol. Thanks, I did my best on the second chapter. I had a bit of a writer's block though... I was also talking on the phone with two people and Instant Messaging with five. So my concentration was broken slightly. I'm glad you thought it was a good chapter though! ^_^
Elenea lay in her bed, tossing and turning. Her dreams were disturbing.
**Dream** Aragorn smiled at his now three-year-old daughter as he laid her sleeping figure in her bed. He pulled the covers over her and gently kissed her forehead. 'Amin mela lle, Elenea, iell nin (I love you, Elenea, my daughter). He brushed a stray brown hair out of her face before leaving the room.
~ ~ Next Phase of Same Dream~ ~
'Ada!' Elenea cried out as her father walked into her room. It was her fourth birthday. 'Hello, my sweet Eli!' he said, picking her up, twirling her around and kissing her cheek. She giggled.
'When do I get my present?' she asked.
'You must wait until tonight,' he told her, assuming a mock-stern look.
'Oh, Ada!' Elenea pouted, and stared with her puppy dog blue eyes into his.
Aragorn laughed, as he always did when Elenea pouted. 'Alright, alright. I'll give it to you now, Eli,' he said, once again using his nickname for her. He pulled from his pocket a long silver chain. Hanging from it was a flat silver pendant. The tree engraved upon it was embedded with small diamonds. Aragorn set her down and clasped the chain around her neck.
'It's so pretty!' Elenea squealed. Aragorn smiled. 'I knew you'd like it,' he said. 'Take care of it, Eli. You must always wear it; never lose it.'
Elenea looked at him and nodded, her eyes sweetly sincere. Then she held the pendant in her small hands and stared at the tree.
~ ~End of Phase~ ~
Somewhere in the back of her mind, everything faded but the pendant. It grew larger and the diamonds began to glow. The engraved tree turned into a real white tree. Suddenly it caught fire, and around it formed a white stone city. All of it was burning.
**End of Dream**
Elenea woke with a start. She grabbed the pendant and studied it intensely. Of course! Why had she not seen it before? The tree on her pendant was the White Tree of Gondor! What did all this mean?
She stared at her ceiling for an hour or two. All her dreams had been about Aragorn being a wonderful father. He seemed to have loved her so much. Had she been wrong? 'No,' Elenea thought, hardening. 'It was just a dream; he never loved you'. And with that thought she went back to sleep uncomfortably.
**Dream/Vision**
Aragorn stood on a balcony in Rivendell, all thoughts on his daughter. Eli had seemed so happy here. What had changed? He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see his love, Arwen.
'Are you thinking of Elenea?' she asked knowingly.
He nodded. 'She'd be nearly eighteen right now, if she's even alive.' He buried his face in his hands. 'Why did she leave, Arwen? She seemed so happy here.' He turned and looked at Arwen, his eyes pained.
'I do not know,' Arwen said. 'I do not know.'
~ ~End of Phase~ ~
'This fight is for Eli,' Aragorn thought as he looked around at the ten thousand Orc surrounding them. Helm's Deep would be won for his sweet little Eli. And won for her it was.
**End of Dream**
Elenea groaned as she awoke again. Aragorn, once more, had been showing nothing but love for her. No, it couldn't be true. She was becoming weak. How could a necklace be breaking her power? She felt a sharp pain in her heart; small at first, but it grew. Elenea clutched her chest, and almost cried out, but checked herself. She couldn't let a little thing like pain affect her. Pain was just weakness leaving the body; she had learned that long ago.