Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to LOTR (this is getting kind of redundant, isn't it?)
A/N: this is almost over.
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Homeward bound
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Gandalf quickly grabbed Frodo and Aragorn, and the three vanished into the night on the back of Shadowfax, but not before Aragorn grabbed the ring. Since he was dead and made up of memories, he did not succumb to the lure of the ring, but he needed Frodo to be the one who threw the ring into the fires of Mordor where it would be unmade because he had been the one the ring had been entrusted to in the first place.
On the back of Shadowfax, the threesome traveled quickly, and Shadowfax showed them the meaning of the word "haste". The three quickly reached the black gate of Mordor. The rest of the journey from there went by in a blur; Aragorn hacking away at Ringwraiths, Aragorn hacking away at Orcs, Aragorn hacking away at Men, Aragorn hacking away at unknown beings, Aragorn hacking away at himself in frustration over things hacking away at him, Gandalf shooing evil things away with his staff, Gandalf signaling for Frodo to run. At last they had reached Orodruin. Frodo and Gandalf rushed in, while Aragorn stood outside, guarding the two. Since Frodo had only had possession of the ring for such a short while, the ring had no power over him. He quickly cast it into the fires of Mordor, and watched as it melted. "Goodbye evil!" The world was saved.
As soon as they stepped out of the cavern, they saw that everything had vanished. All the evil things were gone, and they would never return again. The three returned to Fangorn where they picked up the other three hobbits, feasting away with Treebeard and the other Ents. After a few festivities, all six returned to Rivendell after a long, hard, and rough journey. The purpose of the Fellowship of the ring had been fulfilled.
At Rivendell, there were more festivities to welcome home the six tired members. Aragorn looked around and his eyes met up with Arwen's. He didn't know, but Arwen had let her eyes wander around the room; looking for him. She had long wondered how great the power of love was. After the evening had ended, Aragorn went up to each and everybody in that room, and bade them farewell. This would be the last night he would ever see them again. His eyes filled up with tears when he thought of the three people whom were not there that evening. At last when all the farewells were done, he turned to Arwen, and she escorted him to her room. This wasn't going to be the easiest thing he had ever done.
(tbc)
