Epilog: Part 1
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the epilog will be done in two parts, okiday? now let's continue!
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It had been a twelve months since the funeral. Twelve tortuous months. Slowly, each family had learned how to live without their youngest addition, but neither had really gotten over it. The memory was still there, haunting once peaceful dreams. But life went on. Gandalf had finally caught Gollum, after searching for him with newfound vigor after the funeral. It seemed that he was doing it in memory of his friends. But all his work had been in vain. When Remnul and Cyro had taken Gollum from Gandalf, Orcs attacked the guards watching the creature, setting him free. But it didn't really matter. The Ring had been found. A hobbit, Bilbo Baggins, had had the Ring the whole time. He had now passed it on to his nephew, Frodo Baggins. Gandalf had discovered this when he had gone to celebrate his old friends birthday. Frodo was currently on the way to Rivendell, to be present for the council Elrond had called to decide what to do with the Ring.
It would decide the fate of the world.
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"REMNUL!!! Remnul where are you?!" Cyro called, searching for his younger brother in the forest of Greenwood. They were about to leave for Elrond's Council and they needed to hurry. The crown prince growled in frustration. "Remnul, you lousy son of an Orc, get out here! We need to go!" Cyro had turned to go back to the palace to search there again when he heard a soft sobbing. Turning, he caught sight of his brother in the tree above him. Puzzled, he climbed up toward him.
"Remnul?" he said quietly. Remnul's head shot up. "My brother, why do you weep?"
"Legolas." the younger elf answered in a choked voice. Cyro paled slightly. He had tried not to think of his brother since he had gotten the summons to go to Rivendell. It was still painful to visit the place where the star of their family had died. "I do not think I can stand to go back to Rivendell. It holds too much memory of him." Remnul continued.
"What do you think Legolas would say if he could see you now?" the older elf questioned. Remnul gave a watery smile.
"He'd probably say that we were being ridiculous. He always had more faith in our strength then we did."
"Exactly! Now we should finally give him a reason to be proud of us."
"You know him. He'd be proud of us no matter what we do."
"We need to learn to let our grief go. We should continue what he planned to do. Destroy the Ring." There was such conviction in Cyro's voice that Remnul was filled with hope for the future for the first time in many months. He nodded. Cyro grinned, embracing his younger sibling. They stayed that way for a while. Finally breaking contact, the two princes made their way to the horses and then started on the two-day trip to Rivendell.
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"Travelers from distant lands, friends of old, you have been called he to discuss the threat of Mordor. The One Ring has been found." Elrond's voice sliced through the still air. His twin sons, Elladan and Elrohir, scanned over the gathered figures. Men from Gondor, Dwarves, and Cyro and Remnul leading the elves from Mirkwood. The twins thought back to the reunion the four had had yesterday. It had been a bittersweet time, for it was obvious that Mirkwood's princes were saddened by the memories there were here, but they had still enjoyed the twins company. The four stayed up most of the night, catching up on lost time.
"One of you must do this." Their fathers voice brought his sons sharply back to reality. Apparently it had been decided that the Ring was to be destroyed. Boromir immediately objected.
"One does not simply walk into Mordor. Its Black Gates are guarded by more than Orcs. And the Great Eye is ever watchful. The very air you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with ten thousand men could you do this. It is folly."
Cyro sprang to his feet, "Have you heard nothing Lord Elrond has said? The Ring must be destroyed!"
"And I suppose you think you're the one to do it, eh?" A dwarf had sprung to his feet. "I would die before I see the Ring in the hands of an Elf!" Every elf of Mirkwood sprang to their feet. "Never trust an Elf!"
A huge argument began, involving everyone in the Council. After several minutes of this, Frodo sprang to his feet,
"I will take it! I will take!" Everything quieted down as the gathered beings turned to the hobbit. "I will take it, though I do not know the way."
"I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins, as long as it is yours to bear." Gandalf was impressed with the courage of the young hobbit and swore to protect him. Elladan made his decision then and there.
"If by my life or death I can protect you I will. You have my allegiance." Elrohir began to get up, surprised, but Elladan motioned him back. The younger twin complied, looking hurt.
"And you have my bow." Cyro got to his feet and walked over to join the group. Remnul sat in his chair, stunned and slightly angry.
"And my axe." Cyro made a face as the dwarf, Gimli, joined the group of fighters. At that moment another hobbit came running.
"Hey! Mr. Frodo's not going anywhere without me." It was Sam, another hobbit who had arrived with Frodo.
"Indeed it hardly seems possible to separate you two, even he is summoned to a secret council and you are not." Elrond said with a small smile.
"Hey we're coming too!" Two more halflings came running up to the group. "You'll have to tie us up in a sack to stop us." one said. Elrohir thought it was Merry. "Anyway, you need people of intelligence on this sort of mission… quest... thing." Elrohir chuckled. Pippin was not one to talk. Elrond looked at the collage of people before him.
"Very well," he said, "You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring."
"Right," Pippin said excitedly. Licking his lips, he asked "Where are we going?"
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A.N there will be one more part to the epilog and that'll be it. so long! please r&r!
