A/N: Here we go, Chapter 16. From memory there are only two or three more
chapters after this one and yes I know that this is a short one.
Happy reading, and as always, tell me what you think.
Samantha.
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Chapter 16.
"Lady Undomiel, wake and be comforted." A gentle voice called to her.
Obediently, Arwen opened her eyes, taking in her surroundings. "Where am I?"
"You are where you choose to be, for now." The voice answered.
"Who are you?"
"Vana is my name." The voice answered, the woman turning around, a shawl of dark waves falling around her, similar to Arwen's own dark tresses, though the other woman's hair was so dark it was almost black. "It served me well when I dwelled in Middle Earth."
"I don't understand." Arwen looked up into the other woman's eyes.
"You were never meant to feel such pain, Lady Undomiel. The Valar seek to bring you peace, if you wish it. If not you may return to the gardens of Lothlorien, fairest dwelling of Elves in Middle Earth."
"So the Valar brought me here?"
"The Valar asked if you wanted to come here. Fading and in pain, you allowed us to bring you here, to where you may find peace."
"This is not my body." Arwen brushed her hands down the physical form she was in.
"No. You are right. Your physical body, the form you have used all you life long was left in Lothlorien. Here you are pure in body and spirit."
"Why am I here?" She asked.
"Because you are being given a choice. The choice will not affect those you care about who remain in Middle Earth. It is for you, and only you. The Valar have felt your pain and suffering Lady Undomiel. The choice placed before you is this, you may return to the Middle Earth, to your suffering and fade like a star when all light is gone, where your body rests under the watchful care of your grandmother, the Lady of Lothlorien. Or you may remain here in peace and serenity for ever and always, until all you knew is but a memory of the land, a whisper from the past."
"This is my choice?" Arwen asked her.
"It is dear Lady, and choose wisely." Vana answered her.
"If I were to remain in Middle Earth, for a time, would I still be able change my mind, if I was unhappy."
"If Middle Earth is your choice, you may do this. But think hard on the pain and suffering you have endured. Do you not deserve peace at last?"
"My only peace is knowing that my daughter is happy and well, and that I may live to see her grow up, just a little more."
"If you choose to remain in Middle Earth, your salvation, should you desire it, will be that you may pass over the Sundering Seas, into Valinor, if your heart desires it."
Arwen closed her eyes, picturing Luthien's face, her blue eyes and dark brown tresses, delicate Elven features and pointed ears. "I have only just recieved my daughter back into my arms. She lies ill in the Palace of Galadriel."
"Because your child suffers, you suffer Lady Undomiel." Vana told her. "Speak the words to me, and all your suffering shall end."
"Your offer tempts me, to stay here in peace and serenity until the world has changed so much that not even the land remembers my name. But my heart is bound to Middle Earth, and I do to wish to be parted from my home, even if it shall only be my home for a little while." Arwen said softly. "I beg you to let me return to Middle Earth."
"You do not have to beg, only ask, Lady. You shall return to Middle Earth, but take some time now and think on your decision, think about what you will do when you return, the choices you will make." Vana answered her. "I must leave you now, but I will return shortly to say farewell before you are returned to Middle Earth."
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Arwen stood in the etheral mists, allowing them to swirl around her body, closing her eyes she conjured up images of Luthien, of her father, Galadriel, Celeborn, her mother, Elladan and Elrohir, and finally Aragorn.
She remained that way, eyes closed, lost in memory until Vana returned to her.
"Lady Undomiel," The woman interrupted her thoughts. "It is time to go now."
"I am ready." Arwen said softly.
"Then close your eyes." Vana instructed her. "Relax your mind and your body."
Behind her closed eyelids Arwen saw a blinding flash of light, which became an ethereal white mist, clearing slowly.
Happy reading, and as always, tell me what you think.
Samantha.
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Chapter 16.
"Lady Undomiel, wake and be comforted." A gentle voice called to her.
Obediently, Arwen opened her eyes, taking in her surroundings. "Where am I?"
"You are where you choose to be, for now." The voice answered.
"Who are you?"
"Vana is my name." The voice answered, the woman turning around, a shawl of dark waves falling around her, similar to Arwen's own dark tresses, though the other woman's hair was so dark it was almost black. "It served me well when I dwelled in Middle Earth."
"I don't understand." Arwen looked up into the other woman's eyes.
"You were never meant to feel such pain, Lady Undomiel. The Valar seek to bring you peace, if you wish it. If not you may return to the gardens of Lothlorien, fairest dwelling of Elves in Middle Earth."
"So the Valar brought me here?"
"The Valar asked if you wanted to come here. Fading and in pain, you allowed us to bring you here, to where you may find peace."
"This is not my body." Arwen brushed her hands down the physical form she was in.
"No. You are right. Your physical body, the form you have used all you life long was left in Lothlorien. Here you are pure in body and spirit."
"Why am I here?" She asked.
"Because you are being given a choice. The choice will not affect those you care about who remain in Middle Earth. It is for you, and only you. The Valar have felt your pain and suffering Lady Undomiel. The choice placed before you is this, you may return to the Middle Earth, to your suffering and fade like a star when all light is gone, where your body rests under the watchful care of your grandmother, the Lady of Lothlorien. Or you may remain here in peace and serenity for ever and always, until all you knew is but a memory of the land, a whisper from the past."
"This is my choice?" Arwen asked her.
"It is dear Lady, and choose wisely." Vana answered her.
"If I were to remain in Middle Earth, for a time, would I still be able change my mind, if I was unhappy."
"If Middle Earth is your choice, you may do this. But think hard on the pain and suffering you have endured. Do you not deserve peace at last?"
"My only peace is knowing that my daughter is happy and well, and that I may live to see her grow up, just a little more."
"If you choose to remain in Middle Earth, your salvation, should you desire it, will be that you may pass over the Sundering Seas, into Valinor, if your heart desires it."
Arwen closed her eyes, picturing Luthien's face, her blue eyes and dark brown tresses, delicate Elven features and pointed ears. "I have only just recieved my daughter back into my arms. She lies ill in the Palace of Galadriel."
"Because your child suffers, you suffer Lady Undomiel." Vana told her. "Speak the words to me, and all your suffering shall end."
"Your offer tempts me, to stay here in peace and serenity until the world has changed so much that not even the land remembers my name. But my heart is bound to Middle Earth, and I do to wish to be parted from my home, even if it shall only be my home for a little while." Arwen said softly. "I beg you to let me return to Middle Earth."
"You do not have to beg, only ask, Lady. You shall return to Middle Earth, but take some time now and think on your decision, think about what you will do when you return, the choices you will make." Vana answered her. "I must leave you now, but I will return shortly to say farewell before you are returned to Middle Earth."
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Arwen stood in the etheral mists, allowing them to swirl around her body, closing her eyes she conjured up images of Luthien, of her father, Galadriel, Celeborn, her mother, Elladan and Elrohir, and finally Aragorn.
She remained that way, eyes closed, lost in memory until Vana returned to her.
"Lady Undomiel," The woman interrupted her thoughts. "It is time to go now."
"I am ready." Arwen said softly.
"Then close your eyes." Vana instructed her. "Relax your mind and your body."
Behind her closed eyelids Arwen saw a blinding flash of light, which became an ethereal white mist, clearing slowly.