"To Mordor," Airesiwe thought as she walked back to her room. Today had
been a very tough day, as well as confusing and frightening. She tried to
figure out what the dream meant, but was too scared to even think about it.
She walked into her room and lied down on her bed. She looked up at the
ceiling and closed her eyes to dream. Nothing. She opened them and saw
Arwen smiling down at her.
"Must you always pester me before and after I awake?" Airesiwe demanding, but not in a harsh voice. "All I ask is that you be careful, such a foolish sister I have, going to Mordor." Arwen mumbled something else, but it was unknown to Airesiwe.
Airesiwe looked into her sister's eyes. They reminded her so much of Aragorn. She strayed into thought as she reminded herself of her encounter with him in the woods, and how much she hated him. Then she strayed to his smile. 'I guess he isn't so bad after all.' She looked up at Arwen again and wondered if she really was her sister. Their hair was the same. Arwen's, a dark brown/black, and Airesiwe's a solid gold brown. Both their eyes were blue, but then again, all elves eyes appear to be blue. But she knew there was something. Something that separated Arwen and her, though she could not figure out what. It was as if everything was a secret from her. Just then Airesiwe remembered the dream she had earlier. The dream that started it all. She closed her eyes slowly, and thought deep and hard. Finally, it came to her.
She was in a dark forest. The trees loomed over her, and she felt very small. She looked around her surroundings and saw that she was indeed small. Almost infant small. She looked ahead and saw fire and arrows whistled past her head. Screaming could be heard in every direction as large beasts and elves rushed past her. Then she saw something, someone like her. A blonde elf came forward amidst the screaming and torture, with a golden glow around her. She walked slowly towards Airesiwe. Suddenly something grabbed Airesiwe and the women stopped. The glow disappeared and she started screaming as well. Arms outstretched she seemed to be calling for her, calling for Airesiwe. Airesiwe tried to answer back but the thing that grabbed her but its hand over her mouth. The lady elf sobbed and kneeled down in defeat, as Airesiwe was dragged off, never to be seen again.
"Airesiwe? Airesiwe are you listening to me?" Arwen looked at her with an impatient look on her face. "You don't look to good, are you feeling ok? I must admit Airesiwe you have been acting quite odd lately. Are you sure your alright?"
"I'm.I'm fine just fine," Airesiwe mumbled to herself, although loud enough for Arwen to hear her.
"You'd better be," Arwen said, and finally walked out of the room.
Airesiwe continued her routine of staring at the ceiling when Frodo walked in.
"Airesiwe? I just want to say, well, I just want to say thank you, for offering to come. I don't think all of those people would have come with me if you haven't." Frodo had a small smile on his face. "It seems that you and I are more alike then we both think." Suddenly, a scared expression crossed Frodo's face as her sat down on the bed. He seemed to be gripping his neck, although Airesiwe didn't know why at first. Finally, she remembered that Frodo had the ring.
"Are you alright?" Airesiwe said with worry. "I, I'm not sure, but I think I know what you see. It's him..isn't it? It's-," Airesiwe cut herself off when she saw Frodo turn to her.
"How do you know?"
Suddenly Gandalf came into the room.
"Sorry to interrupt you Airesiwe, but I must have a word with Frodo." Gandalf did not smile this time. Instead, he looked quite worried. "Frodo?"
Frodo slowly got up still staring at Airesiwe with shock, then walked to Gandalf. Airesiwe did not mind. In fact, she was still very overwhelmed by today and before she knew it, she was asleep in her bed. She could hear the birds chirping in the distance, but little did she know that that would be the last time she would.
"Must you always pester me before and after I awake?" Airesiwe demanding, but not in a harsh voice. "All I ask is that you be careful, such a foolish sister I have, going to Mordor." Arwen mumbled something else, but it was unknown to Airesiwe.
Airesiwe looked into her sister's eyes. They reminded her so much of Aragorn. She strayed into thought as she reminded herself of her encounter with him in the woods, and how much she hated him. Then she strayed to his smile. 'I guess he isn't so bad after all.' She looked up at Arwen again and wondered if she really was her sister. Their hair was the same. Arwen's, a dark brown/black, and Airesiwe's a solid gold brown. Both their eyes were blue, but then again, all elves eyes appear to be blue. But she knew there was something. Something that separated Arwen and her, though she could not figure out what. It was as if everything was a secret from her. Just then Airesiwe remembered the dream she had earlier. The dream that started it all. She closed her eyes slowly, and thought deep and hard. Finally, it came to her.
She was in a dark forest. The trees loomed over her, and she felt very small. She looked around her surroundings and saw that she was indeed small. Almost infant small. She looked ahead and saw fire and arrows whistled past her head. Screaming could be heard in every direction as large beasts and elves rushed past her. Then she saw something, someone like her. A blonde elf came forward amidst the screaming and torture, with a golden glow around her. She walked slowly towards Airesiwe. Suddenly something grabbed Airesiwe and the women stopped. The glow disappeared and she started screaming as well. Arms outstretched she seemed to be calling for her, calling for Airesiwe. Airesiwe tried to answer back but the thing that grabbed her but its hand over her mouth. The lady elf sobbed and kneeled down in defeat, as Airesiwe was dragged off, never to be seen again.
"Airesiwe? Airesiwe are you listening to me?" Arwen looked at her with an impatient look on her face. "You don't look to good, are you feeling ok? I must admit Airesiwe you have been acting quite odd lately. Are you sure your alright?"
"I'm.I'm fine just fine," Airesiwe mumbled to herself, although loud enough for Arwen to hear her.
"You'd better be," Arwen said, and finally walked out of the room.
Airesiwe continued her routine of staring at the ceiling when Frodo walked in.
"Airesiwe? I just want to say, well, I just want to say thank you, for offering to come. I don't think all of those people would have come with me if you haven't." Frodo had a small smile on his face. "It seems that you and I are more alike then we both think." Suddenly, a scared expression crossed Frodo's face as her sat down on the bed. He seemed to be gripping his neck, although Airesiwe didn't know why at first. Finally, she remembered that Frodo had the ring.
"Are you alright?" Airesiwe said with worry. "I, I'm not sure, but I think I know what you see. It's him..isn't it? It's-," Airesiwe cut herself off when she saw Frodo turn to her.
"How do you know?"
Suddenly Gandalf came into the room.
"Sorry to interrupt you Airesiwe, but I must have a word with Frodo." Gandalf did not smile this time. Instead, he looked quite worried. "Frodo?"
Frodo slowly got up still staring at Airesiwe with shock, then walked to Gandalf. Airesiwe did not mind. In fact, she was still very overwhelmed by today and before she knew it, she was asleep in her bed. She could hear the birds chirping in the distance, but little did she know that that would be the last time she would.
