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A.N: ok…this chapter was written at 2.00 am because I couldn't sleep. Don't blame me if it is crap! Blame the evil sleep bunnies that never come to me! We ride north! Or south…
Aragorn stared into the flames of the fire he had just lit. He was tired, but had been set on the first watch. It gave him time to think, time to recap, to wonder. His eyes flicked to his sleeping comrades. Gimli, on his side, still clutching his axe and snoring like a pig. Aragorn gave a slight smile. Legolas was lying on the outskirts of the camp, away from the glow of the fire. He was on his back, his slender arms crossed over his chest and his clear, ever-changing eyes open, seemingly affixed on the stars.
Aragorn sighed. It had been two, maybe three weeks since Merry and Pippin had been captured. They had followed the orcs for as long as they could, but near the gates of Orthanc, the woods had been heavily guarded. Not even the three warriors could fight off the never-ending swarms of them, eventually retreating back through Fangorn. He hoped with all his soul that nothing bad had come of those sweet-natured halflings that were so dear to all their hearts.
He unsheathed his sword and lay it across his knees, watching the flames dance along the shining blade. What hope he had was slowly being doused by the losses they had been through. Gandalf, Boromir, most likely Merry and Pippin. But the one closest to him, slowly tearing his heart in two, was Arwen Undomiel. Although not dead, he would never see her again. Never hear her laugh. Never look into her stunning sapphire eyes. Never see her smile, the smile that sent joy into his heart. She was taking the ship to Valinor, by her father's wishes.
He felt inside his shirt for the Evenstar pendant hanging around his neck. Its tingling warmth was familiar to him, in an unfamiliar world. He pulled it over his head and lay it in his left palm. He traced the silver lines with his finger. Remembering that night on the bridge.
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"I would rather share one lifetime with you, than face all the ages of this world alone. I choose a mortal life"
"You cannot give me this"
"It is mine to give to whom I will. Like my heart."
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He could still feel that last kiss they had shared, playing on his lips. Hear the water running beneath them. The trees rustling about them.
The fire was nearly dead, signifying the end of his watch. He wouldn't wake Legolas. He would not be able to sleep anyway. He added some kindling to the fire and the flames licked at them hungrily. He pushed himself up against a rock to prepare for the rest of the night when a hand was placed on his shoulder.
"Go, sleep Aragorn. I have had my rest and you will be no good to us tired"
"Thank you Legolas, but I dare say I will not sleep well." He slipped the Evenstar over his head and tucked it inside his shirt. Unrolling his blanket, he glanced at Legolas. He was staring into the flames just as Aragorn had a few hours ago. What was he thinking about? Aragorn rolled onto his side and fell into an uneasy sleep.
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A.N: Sorry for the short chapter. I have never written an Aragorn bit before so that was a test. Tell me how I did! Loads of people have reviewed and I am so happy! yay! Sorry about there not being any hobbit angst in this chapter. But I didn't leave it on a cliff hanger! But you still don't know what is happening! Hehehehehe!
Lafahaline: this is a great story! i wonder why there isn't more reviews! well, maybe i do know why. you're not one of the well known/famous authors in the fandom in my opinion, this is a FANTASTICALLY GREAT story! *jumps up and down* wooh! merry's not dead! however, he is back with saruman now .. that probably isn't good.
Pippin da Great: Thank you! That is the best thing anyone has ever said bout my fics! *wipes a tear from eye* I wish I was well known but oh well! I don't mind! As long as a few people tell me what they think then I am happy!
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Pip4:Yay! Merry didn't die!! Yayayayay!! Thank you!! Good chappie. Keep it up ;) I wonder what's gonna happen next.
Pippin da Great: I couldn't let Merry die!…yet…ok don't think Merry will die but I am writing this as I go along! Its not planned! If you don't like something I write….blame my muses!
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StarDust48: I knew it! I just knew you couldn't kill Merry! Poor Pip still thinks he's dead though. I think we all need more .. starts chanting
Pippin da Great: Pippin needs to think he is dead…that's where the angst comes from! Her is more…but it aint Merry and Pippin….as I said, its just a test!
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Honey Dipped Rose: What a great Christmas pressie it was to find out that Merry wasn't dead. You and you're evil cliffhangers. ^_^ I'm glad there's another individual who feels the same way that I do about slash. I wish that there was a seperate section just for that trash, because it really is nearly impossible to find anything else here anymore
Pippin da Great: I know.. I like my evil cliffhangers! Hehehe!
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Lady Ithiliell: Please continue! And I agree with...um...whoever said that it is nice to read Merry/Pippin-non slash-story!
Pippin da Great: Thank you and I will!
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Mistoffelees: Christmas taxing on my health but I wanted to do this...~picks up the "tall figure dressed in white" from Pip's cell and replaces him with Gandalf the White (unless it already was him, in which case she leaves Gandalf there)~ ...there we go! That's much better. ~runs off to commit other good hobbity deeds~
Pippin da Great: don't play with the plot…it is a dangerous exercise to be carried out only by me!!!! Muahahahahahahaha! I recognise your name…you reviewed in Recaptured didn't u?
A.N: ok…this chapter was written at 2.00 am because I couldn't sleep. Don't blame me if it is crap! Blame the evil sleep bunnies that never come to me! We ride north! Or south…
Aragorn stared into the flames of the fire he had just lit. He was tired, but had been set on the first watch. It gave him time to think, time to recap, to wonder. His eyes flicked to his sleeping comrades. Gimli, on his side, still clutching his axe and snoring like a pig. Aragorn gave a slight smile. Legolas was lying on the outskirts of the camp, away from the glow of the fire. He was on his back, his slender arms crossed over his chest and his clear, ever-changing eyes open, seemingly affixed on the stars.
Aragorn sighed. It had been two, maybe three weeks since Merry and Pippin had been captured. They had followed the orcs for as long as they could, but near the gates of Orthanc, the woods had been heavily guarded. Not even the three warriors could fight off the never-ending swarms of them, eventually retreating back through Fangorn. He hoped with all his soul that nothing bad had come of those sweet-natured halflings that were so dear to all their hearts.
He unsheathed his sword and lay it across his knees, watching the flames dance along the shining blade. What hope he had was slowly being doused by the losses they had been through. Gandalf, Boromir, most likely Merry and Pippin. But the one closest to him, slowly tearing his heart in two, was Arwen Undomiel. Although not dead, he would never see her again. Never hear her laugh. Never look into her stunning sapphire eyes. Never see her smile, the smile that sent joy into his heart. She was taking the ship to Valinor, by her father's wishes.
He felt inside his shirt for the Evenstar pendant hanging around his neck. Its tingling warmth was familiar to him, in an unfamiliar world. He pulled it over his head and lay it in his left palm. He traced the silver lines with his finger. Remembering that night on the bridge.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"I would rather share one lifetime with you, than face all the ages of this world alone. I choose a mortal life"
"You cannot give me this"
"It is mine to give to whom I will. Like my heart."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He could still feel that last kiss they had shared, playing on his lips. Hear the water running beneath them. The trees rustling about them.
The fire was nearly dead, signifying the end of his watch. He wouldn't wake Legolas. He would not be able to sleep anyway. He added some kindling to the fire and the flames licked at them hungrily. He pushed himself up against a rock to prepare for the rest of the night when a hand was placed on his shoulder.
"Go, sleep Aragorn. I have had my rest and you will be no good to us tired"
"Thank you Legolas, but I dare say I will not sleep well." He slipped the Evenstar over his head and tucked it inside his shirt. Unrolling his blanket, he glanced at Legolas. He was staring into the flames just as Aragorn had a few hours ago. What was he thinking about? Aragorn rolled onto his side and fell into an uneasy sleep.
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A.N: Sorry for the short chapter. I have never written an Aragorn bit before so that was a test. Tell me how I did! Loads of people have reviewed and I am so happy! yay! Sorry about there not being any hobbit angst in this chapter. But I didn't leave it on a cliff hanger! But you still don't know what is happening! Hehehehehe!
Lafahaline: this is a great story! i wonder why there isn't more reviews! well, maybe i do know why. you're not one of the well known/famous authors in the fandom in my opinion, this is a FANTASTICALLY GREAT story! *jumps up and down* wooh! merry's not dead! however, he is back with saruman now .. that probably isn't good.
Pippin da Great: Thank you! That is the best thing anyone has ever said bout my fics! *wipes a tear from eye* I wish I was well known but oh well! I don't mind! As long as a few people tell me what they think then I am happy!
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Pip4:Yay! Merry didn't die!! Yayayayay!! Thank you!! Good chappie. Keep it up ;) I wonder what's gonna happen next.
Pippin da Great: I couldn't let Merry die!…yet…ok don't think Merry will die but I am writing this as I go along! Its not planned! If you don't like something I write….blame my muses!
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StarDust48: I knew it! I just knew you couldn't kill Merry! Poor Pip still thinks he's dead though. I think we all need more .. starts chanting
Pippin da Great: Pippin needs to think he is dead…that's where the angst comes from! Her is more…but it aint Merry and Pippin….as I said, its just a test!
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Honey Dipped Rose: What a great Christmas pressie it was to find out that Merry wasn't dead. You and you're evil cliffhangers. ^_^ I'm glad there's another individual who feels the same way that I do about slash. I wish that there was a seperate section just for that trash, because it really is nearly impossible to find anything else here anymore
Pippin da Great: I know.. I like my evil cliffhangers! Hehehe!
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Lady Ithiliell: Please continue! And I agree with...um...whoever said that it is nice to read Merry/Pippin-non slash-story!
Pippin da Great: Thank you and I will!
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Mistoffelees: Christmas taxing on my health but I wanted to do this...~picks up the "tall figure dressed in white" from Pip's cell and replaces him with Gandalf the White (unless it already was him, in which case she leaves Gandalf there)~ ...there we go! That's much better. ~runs off to commit other good hobbity deeds~
Pippin da Great: don't play with the plot…it is a dangerous exercise to be carried out only by me!!!! Muahahahahahahaha! I recognise your name…you reviewed in Recaptured didn't u?