A/N: Okay, from now on, this will be AU, so you can't complain about me
using animals and surroundings that don't fit in Tolkiens world anymore.
haha. Thanks to all my sweet reviewers, arigatou! - Nanja
AND DON'T TRUST MY ELVISH! - it's very bad and doesn't make sense at all, it's just words glued together.
Chapter Seven: EPITHALAMIUM
The ceremony was a beautiful sight: Arwen came walking towards Aragorn, followed by small fairies, all carrying foward a light. She seemed illuminating the air around her. Everyone held their breaths as Galadriel and her Elfs started singing:
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Ëa undomiel - may it be an evenstar
caluva tielyanna - shines upon your path
Ëa ve mornië tulin - may it be if darkness comes
hónlya ye sanda - your heart is true
Mornie utúlië - darkness has come
Estel ar elyë hiruva tiëlya - believe and you will find your way
Mornie alantië - darkness has fallen
Vanda ya cuina mi elyë si - a promise is alive within you now
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Legolas surveyed the ceremony silently, not taking his eyes of the singing Elves, for he did not want to look at anything else. He didn't know what he was to do, but he wanted to throw away those rings and run away. He felt like running. But instead, he walked foward, smiling, handing over the rings and bowing before returning to the crowd again, he had not even looked one of them in the eye.
"That wasn't so easy, was it?" came Fides' voice.
"Are you intending to hurt me with your words? Or is it just your normal way of cheering someone up?" asked Legolas bitterly.
"Don't blame me, I'm not the one who's not being honest," Fides reminded.
"Sometimes it's better to surpress than to open up to the truth, I will not destroy someone's happiness," Legolas replied.
"No, but that of your own," Fides said, before walking away through the crowd.
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Aragorn put the ring around Arwen's finger, smiling up at her as they were announced man and wife. What followed was a kiss, surveyed by many, cheering people. Nobody was absent in the cheering and the party afterwards, but Legolas had managed to isolate himself from the many people.
"Is there something bothering you, on such a joyfull night as this?" came Galadriels voice.
"Why should something bother me, then?" asked Legolas in return.
"Because I can read your face, Legolas of Mirkwood," replied Galadriel.
"I am not facing you," replied Legolas, his eyes on the partying people.
"You are not facing me with your face, no. You are with your soul, nevertheless, I can see something is wrong," Galadriel said, eyeing him closely.
Legolas turned his gaze to her "And what, may I ask, do you think is bothering me?"
Galadriel gave him a serious look "Your heart is being tortured, so why do you remain here?"
Legolas let out a soft sigh, narrowing his eyes in pain. "Because it is my duty, as a friend, as a loyal follower, to do so."
"It is also your duty, as a friend to yourself, as a loyal follower to your heart, to not do so," Galadriel said, before leaving him.
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"I see sadness in your eyes, how come?" Aragorn said, while he and Arwen were dancing.
"Because I saw sadness in someone else's eyes," Arwen replied.
Aragorn turned her around "In who's eyes?"
"Legolas'," Arwen answered.
Aragorn slowed their tempo down "This is our night, Arwen, if someone chooses to grief about it, then let them be."
Arwen suddenly pushed him away "How come, after all you've been trough, you don't even care if your friend is sad?"
Aragorn took her back in his arms "His sadness will fade, I'm sure it's of short duration."
Arwen looked him in the eye "But what if it is permanent? Then it will stay with him forever ... And I know what forever means, Estel. Forever is a long time."
Argorn sighed "If you want, I will talk to him, but not before this dance has ended."
AND DON'T TRUST MY ELVISH! - it's very bad and doesn't make sense at all, it's just words glued together.
Chapter Seven: EPITHALAMIUM
The ceremony was a beautiful sight: Arwen came walking towards Aragorn, followed by small fairies, all carrying foward a light. She seemed illuminating the air around her. Everyone held their breaths as Galadriel and her Elfs started singing:
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Ëa undomiel - may it be an evenstar
caluva tielyanna - shines upon your path
Ëa ve mornië tulin - may it be if darkness comes
hónlya ye sanda - your heart is true
Mornie utúlië - darkness has come
Estel ar elyë hiruva tiëlya - believe and you will find your way
Mornie alantië - darkness has fallen
Vanda ya cuina mi elyë si - a promise is alive within you now
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Legolas surveyed the ceremony silently, not taking his eyes of the singing Elves, for he did not want to look at anything else. He didn't know what he was to do, but he wanted to throw away those rings and run away. He felt like running. But instead, he walked foward, smiling, handing over the rings and bowing before returning to the crowd again, he had not even looked one of them in the eye.
"That wasn't so easy, was it?" came Fides' voice.
"Are you intending to hurt me with your words? Or is it just your normal way of cheering someone up?" asked Legolas bitterly.
"Don't blame me, I'm not the one who's not being honest," Fides reminded.
"Sometimes it's better to surpress than to open up to the truth, I will not destroy someone's happiness," Legolas replied.
"No, but that of your own," Fides said, before walking away through the crowd.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Aragorn put the ring around Arwen's finger, smiling up at her as they were announced man and wife. What followed was a kiss, surveyed by many, cheering people. Nobody was absent in the cheering and the party afterwards, but Legolas had managed to isolate himself from the many people.
"Is there something bothering you, on such a joyfull night as this?" came Galadriels voice.
"Why should something bother me, then?" asked Legolas in return.
"Because I can read your face, Legolas of Mirkwood," replied Galadriel.
"I am not facing you," replied Legolas, his eyes on the partying people.
"You are not facing me with your face, no. You are with your soul, nevertheless, I can see something is wrong," Galadriel said, eyeing him closely.
Legolas turned his gaze to her "And what, may I ask, do you think is bothering me?"
Galadriel gave him a serious look "Your heart is being tortured, so why do you remain here?"
Legolas let out a soft sigh, narrowing his eyes in pain. "Because it is my duty, as a friend, as a loyal follower, to do so."
"It is also your duty, as a friend to yourself, as a loyal follower to your heart, to not do so," Galadriel said, before leaving him.
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"I see sadness in your eyes, how come?" Aragorn said, while he and Arwen were dancing.
"Because I saw sadness in someone else's eyes," Arwen replied.
Aragorn turned her around "In who's eyes?"
"Legolas'," Arwen answered.
Aragorn slowed their tempo down "This is our night, Arwen, if someone chooses to grief about it, then let them be."
Arwen suddenly pushed him away "How come, after all you've been trough, you don't even care if your friend is sad?"
Aragorn took her back in his arms "His sadness will fade, I'm sure it's of short duration."
Arwen looked him in the eye "But what if it is permanent? Then it will stay with him forever ... And I know what forever means, Estel. Forever is a long time."
Argorn sighed "If you want, I will talk to him, but not before this dance has ended."