Epilogue
I returned to the theater for the first showing on Wednesday, which was the noon show. I guess Tuesday night I had been so absorbed in the movie storyline itself that I missed seeing the telltale trip he did running through the field full of rocks behind Aragorn near the lands of the Rohan. Yep, I thought to myself, it really is Legolas.
I watched in mortified terror that he would be injured that first night during the Battle of Helm's Deep. It wasn't until the noon show that I caught the delight in his voice as he brags to Gimli, "I've got seventeen!" Little Pip will certainly identify with Gimli every time she hears that one. Yes, he is back in his element now, the Elf warrior who loves every minute of a good fight. Bring it on, baby!
I waited until everyone was gone, but there was no Legolas.
I used my ticket for the 8:00 pm show, the last show of the evening. I could almost smell the heat radiating from him as he knocks heads with Aragorn, concerned that the men are not ready for a fight, frustrated to not be able to really help them and not understanding why Aragorn cannot do more. He's remarkably calmer there with Aragorn I think, than he was here, pulling his Galadriel fits.
I waited again, but still there was no Legolas.
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I found this as I was straightening up his room this morning.
I had almost talked myself into washing his sheets, but as I stood in the doorway looking at the bed and remembering all the times I tucked him in, and the little song his mother used to sing to him when it was time for him to go to sleep, I couldn't bring myself to do it. I'm just not ready to finalize this whole thing, to erase the scent of freshly washed elf-hair from the pillowcases. I had stretched myself out face down on the bed, burying my nose in his pillowcase, longing to hear his tenor voice singing the Elvish lullaby, even longing for "The Song That Never Ends." As the tears came and the sobs began, I pulled my hands up to my face, and my right hand brushed across something under the pillow. That is where I found the envelope with this note inside.
On the outside, it said: "al, puleeze tipe dis up fur me an seand it tu da peeple dat lub me, da wonz whoe reed my storee, okae?"
This note to all of you is what was on the inside.
Deer peeple dat lub me,
Dis iz da haerdess thang I thank I hav eber haed tu due. Tu sae guudbie tu all of u iz aelmoest eempossabel.
My hart eez tallen me tu giv it up, dat we kinnot ween aginst da Daerk Loerd Sauron eniwae. My haed talez me I muest goe bak an trie. I kinnot leat Frodo an Sam fale. Tu hep dem tu deastroey da Reeng iz my deasteeny. I muest reetern tu Meddle erth. I muest feenish da kwest, an kumpleat da meesion. Da faetz of soe meeny ar deepandant oen me. Da Fellowship iz deependen oen me tu bea dere eyez an eerz. Dere iz noe won whoe kin taek my plaece an due my joeb az I kin. I em da fienest aerchr dat Meedle erth haz tu offr.
Puhleeze doen't warry abot me. I em an Elf Worrier, I kin taek caer of misef an de othr meamberz of da Fellowship. I muest hep Merry an Pippin tu eskape da Urukz; I kinnot liv wid misef noein whut weel haeppn tu dem. My oen meamoriez of my tiem at Dol Guldur weel noet leat me raest unteel I noe dey ar saef wonce agin. Tu bea toermanted bie Orkz iz a turrabel thang eendeed.
I lub all of u soe muech. U hav bean de moest hoaspitabel peeple I thank I weel eber hav da chaence tu meat. Puhleeze due noet eber furgit me. I weel remamber eech an eberywon of u fur da raest of my immoral lief. An az we all noe, dat iz a vary loeng tiem.
I eggspacielly waent tu sae guudbie tu TreaHueggr. Wifout u, dere wuld hav bean noe Lego's Bio. I em soe glaed u kunveencd al tu rite abot me. If u haed noet, I wuld noet hav haed da opurtoonitie tu meat soe meeny wundurful peeple whoe lub me soe vary muech.
Wid all my elbin lub,
Namarie.
Legolas
I returned to the theater for the first showing on Wednesday, which was the noon show. I guess Tuesday night I had been so absorbed in the movie storyline itself that I missed seeing the telltale trip he did running through the field full of rocks behind Aragorn near the lands of the Rohan. Yep, I thought to myself, it really is Legolas.
I watched in mortified terror that he would be injured that first night during the Battle of Helm's Deep. It wasn't until the noon show that I caught the delight in his voice as he brags to Gimli, "I've got seventeen!" Little Pip will certainly identify with Gimli every time she hears that one. Yes, he is back in his element now, the Elf warrior who loves every minute of a good fight. Bring it on, baby!
I waited until everyone was gone, but there was no Legolas.
I used my ticket for the 8:00 pm show, the last show of the evening. I could almost smell the heat radiating from him as he knocks heads with Aragorn, concerned that the men are not ready for a fight, frustrated to not be able to really help them and not understanding why Aragorn cannot do more. He's remarkably calmer there with Aragorn I think, than he was here, pulling his Galadriel fits.
I waited again, but still there was no Legolas.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I found this as I was straightening up his room this morning.
I had almost talked myself into washing his sheets, but as I stood in the doorway looking at the bed and remembering all the times I tucked him in, and the little song his mother used to sing to him when it was time for him to go to sleep, I couldn't bring myself to do it. I'm just not ready to finalize this whole thing, to erase the scent of freshly washed elf-hair from the pillowcases. I had stretched myself out face down on the bed, burying my nose in his pillowcase, longing to hear his tenor voice singing the Elvish lullaby, even longing for "The Song That Never Ends." As the tears came and the sobs began, I pulled my hands up to my face, and my right hand brushed across something under the pillow. That is where I found the envelope with this note inside.
On the outside, it said: "al, puleeze tipe dis up fur me an seand it tu da peeple dat lub me, da wonz whoe reed my storee, okae?"
This note to all of you is what was on the inside.
Deer peeple dat lub me,
Dis iz da haerdess thang I thank I hav eber haed tu due. Tu sae guudbie tu all of u iz aelmoest eempossabel.
My hart eez tallen me tu giv it up, dat we kinnot ween aginst da Daerk Loerd Sauron eniwae. My haed talez me I muest goe bak an trie. I kinnot leat Frodo an Sam fale. Tu hep dem tu deastroey da Reeng iz my deasteeny. I muest reetern tu Meddle erth. I muest feenish da kwest, an kumpleat da meesion. Da faetz of soe meeny ar deepandant oen me. Da Fellowship iz deependen oen me tu bea dere eyez an eerz. Dere iz noe won whoe kin taek my plaece an due my joeb az I kin. I em da fienest aerchr dat Meedle erth haz tu offr.
Puhleeze doen't warry abot me. I em an Elf Worrier, I kin taek caer of misef an de othr meamberz of da Fellowship. I muest hep Merry an Pippin tu eskape da Urukz; I kinnot liv wid misef noein whut weel haeppn tu dem. My oen meamoriez of my tiem at Dol Guldur weel noet leat me raest unteel I noe dey ar saef wonce agin. Tu bea toermanted bie Orkz iz a turrabel thang eendeed.
I lub all of u soe muech. U hav bean de moest hoaspitabel peeple I thank I weel eber hav da chaence tu meat. Puhleeze due noet eber furgit me. I weel remamber eech an eberywon of u fur da raest of my immoral lief. An az we all noe, dat iz a vary loeng tiem.
I eggspacielly waent tu sae guudbie tu TreaHueggr. Wifout u, dere wuld hav bean noe Lego's Bio. I em soe glaed u kunveencd al tu rite abot me. If u haed noet, I wuld noet hav haed da opurtoonitie tu meat soe meeny wundurful peeple whoe lub me soe vary muech.
Wid all my elbin lub,
Namarie.
Legolas