Author: KrystynAngelofLight

Summary: Song-fic based on Annie Lenox's song

"Into the West"

Disclaimer: I hate these bloody things. I own nothing but

the characters I made up

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Lay down, you're sweet and weary head,

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Tears flowed down my face to hear that he had gone. I had gone with him as far as I could.

He knew I would have followed him to Mordor and given my own life for him.

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Night is falling, you have come to journey's end.

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I wanted to end it all, to go see him. Only, that was impossible, he had gone forever the day he left on that ship. He was gone forever.

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Sleep now, and dream of the one's who came before. They are calling, from across the distant shores.

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I missed him so much. I tried my hardest to hold back the stream of tears that pricked at the corners of my eyes.

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Why do you weep? What are these tears upon your face? Soon you will see, all your fears will pass away. Safe in my arms, you're only sleeping.

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I wanted him to come back. I want to go to those shores to see him. I know it's not,

but, my life feels worthless now.

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I held the knife toward me. My mind was arguing to and fro, to and fro.

"Do it. No! Do it. No!"

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What can you see? on the horizon. Why do the white gulls call?

Across the sea, a pale moon rises. The ship has come to carry you home.

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The knife still wavered. It was interrupted by a sharp rap at the round door.

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And all will turn, to silver glass, a knife on the water, the Grey Ships pass

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" Elanor, Elanor. Where are you? Don't do it! Please don't do it!"

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Hope fades, into the world of night. Through shadows calling, through the memory and time.

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I looked out the frosted window. The fresh snow had a clear white sheen to it.

"Frodo? Is it actually you?"

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Don't say, we have come now to the end. White shores are calling. You and I will meet again.

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I slowly opened the door. Sure enough, it was him. Frodo's black hair was flecked with white snow. His astonishingly blue eyes we clear and hopeful. "Frodo, you came back!"

I held him tightly, as though if I let go, he would disappear again. "Please don't leave me.

You won't will you?" He just held me tighter. "No, of course not Elly. I will never leave you again.

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And you'll be here in my arms, just sleeping.

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My heart slowed, and thoughts of leaving this world left my mind. I fell asleep in his strong arms. I wanted that moment to stay forever. I was immensely glad he was back.

" Frodo, I'm glad you're back."

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What can you see? On the horizon. Why do the white gulls call? Across the seas, a pale moon rises, the ships have come to carry you home. Into the West.

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A/N: Well, watcha think? This is my first song fic, so cut me some slack ok?

Review or I will sick my-little-ferret-Glorfindel-on-you-if-you0don't0review-.*passes out*

well, please review.