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to J.R.R Tolkien.
Note: Thanks for the reviews. I love them. Well my finals starts tomorrow again. So I have to see when I will update then. There will not be so much romance in the next chapter but I promise I will make it up to you just wait and see. Let´s begin.
They have riding all trough the night, now it was day and they were not yet nearing The Dark Door.
"What kind of army would linger in such a place?" Gimli asked looked around nervous.
"One that is cursed." Legolas asnwered. "Long ago the Men of the Mountain swore an oath to the last king of Gondor. To come to his aid, to fight. But when the time came, when Gondor´s need was dire, they fled. Vanishing into the darkness of the mountain. And so Isildur cursed them, never to rest, until they had fulfilled their pledge."
They ride on in silence. Until Gimli´s stomach grumbled. Aragorn looked back startled but then burst into laughing.
"Maybe we should stop and eat?" Joyce proposed.
Aragorn nodded and all got off their horses. Sitting down, they ate fast. The horses were restless.
"We are best to move on. I would not like to sleep in a place like this." Aragorn said while mounting Brego again.
Soon they were on their way again. Joyce could not help but think about the other member of the Fellowship. Sam and Frodo in Mordor. Pippin and Gandalf in Minas Tirith. Merry with King Theoden and Eowyn. Maybe they were not the worst but only time would tell.
A couple of hours later they finaly made it to the entrance of the Path of the Dead.
"They very warmth of my blood seems to drawn away." Gimli said while looking at the entrance.
Legolas is reading what is written above. "The way is shut, it was made by those who are dead, and the dead keep it. The way is shut."
A sudden blast of wind makes the horses wild and they run. "Brego!" Aragorn shouts. But it is of no use, the horse are already gone.
Aragorn turns around at the entrance and then shared a quick look with Joyce.
"I do not fear death!" He said before walking in.
Joyce looked at Legolas for a minute, before following Aragorn inside.
Legolas is the next to follow and then Gimli.
They had been walking for a couple of hours, without finding anything. Then they find what they are looking for. Two huge double doors.
They hear a voice shouting. "Who enters my domain?"
Joyce is looking around before taking her sword in her hand. Turning around, they see somebody standing.
"One who will have your allegiance." Aragorn said.
"The dead do not suffer the living to pass." The king answered.
"You will suffer me." Aragorn answered back.
The king laughed very chilly and all of them turn to look around. The army of the dead are behind them.
"The way is shut. It was made by those who are dead and the dead keep it. The way is shut." The king said while the army suround them. "The way is shut, now you must die."
Joyce growled to the dead. The king is floating towards Aragorn. Legolas tried to kill him with an arrow but it flies right trough him.
"I summon you to fulfil your oath." Aragorn shouts.
"None, but the king of Gondor may command me." The king shouted before raising his sword.
Aragorn blocks it with his sword.
"The blade was broken!" The king speak in awe.
"It has been re-made. Fight for us and regain your honor. What say you?" Aragorn shouted.
All the dead are silent. "What say you? I am Isildur´s heir. Fight for me. And I will hold your oath fulfilled. What say you?" Aragorn shouted again.
The king smiled and then the doors opened. Joyce grinned at Aragorn before they all walked on.
The dead let them pass without hesitation. A couple of minutes later they ran outside.
Aragorn fell to his knees, muttering something about failing. Legolas wanted to move to him, but Joyce beat him to it.
Pulling the man up, she then said to him. "How can you say that? We did not fail. If we did, we were dead now. We are alive and the army is waiting for us. We must move now to the next step and you are the only one who can lead us and the army. We can only fail if we die or don´t make it in time. So stop despairing and let us move. What do you say?"
It takes a couple of seconds before he responds. "Yes, we shall go. You are right. Are you guys ready to move?" He turns around.
Gimli and Legolas both nod. All of them turn around when they hear winnied sounds. The horses are standing nearby.
Aragorn smiled for the first time, and they all walk to the horses and mount them.
"We are riding to the shore. We can stop when it is nightfall. Let us go."
With that they ride to the shore and to the waiting ships. The army of the dead was traveling behind them.
After a couple of hours, they were nearing the harbours. There were men from Harad at work there.
Pulling out her sword, Joyce could not help but grin. This was what she loved, the battles.
Legolas notched an arrow to his bow and fired it to the Haradrim.
He could taste the salt on the air. Looking up in the sky, he saw a gull crying out. His eyes went wide when he felt that one cry driving deep into his soul. It seemed to cut him loose from the peace he always felt under the trees.
He seemed to be torn, feeling a great desire come over him. The desire to see and sail over the sea.
Gimli starting to get worried when Legolas does not respond to anything he yells or says to him. The men of Harad also notice that.
Raising their swords, they make themselves ready to strike down Arod and then kill Gimli and Legolas.
Warned by a shout of Gimli, Joyce turns around. Pulling her hands back at her side, she starts to say. "Ka-me-ha-me-ha" A giantic energy beam is forming in her hands.
Letting the energy lose, the beam raced towards the men of Harad. Hitting them with the full force, when the smoked cleared they were all dead.
When the fight was over, they set all the prisonors of the ships free.
After that all of them made camp. Legolas is silent and pale.
"Will you come with me and see to the ships?" Aragorn asked Joyce. The girl is looking at Legolas. Putting his hand on her shoulder, he then noticed her looking at the Elf.
"What is it?" He asked very softly.
"This afternoon, in the battle. Legolas froze. I had to use a beam to safe them both. I think something is wrong." The girl said while looking at the Elf again.
"I will take Gimli, so that you can speak to Legolas alone. He might tell you what is wrong. And do try another aproch then Gimli." He said while poiting at the Dwarf who was sending Legolas mad looks and had just stopped shouting at the him.
Joyce nodded and together they moved to Legolas. Aragorn grabbed Gimli by the collar the moment, he wanted to start shouting at Legolas again.
When they were out of sight, Joyce looked at Legolas again. "Legolas, Meleth. What is wrong?" She asked him.
The Elf looked at her for the first time that evening, and she was shocked to read so much emotions in them.
"I don´t know. When I heard the cry of the gull something happened. I felt as if I was cut off from the peace I felt all my life underneath the trees. And there was this desire to see the sea and to sail." He said while softly shaking her head.
Sitting down next him, she asked. "Do you know what it is?"
The Elf looked at her again before answering. "Yes, It is the sea longing. Lady Galadriel warned me. I tought she spoke of my dead. But she spoke of something complety different. I do not want to leave. I am scared. It speaks off eternal joy without sadness and without grief and war. I don´t want to leave all of you behind. Joyce can I ask you something?"
Joyce nodded before saying. "Ask what you want Legolas. I will do anything for you."
The Elf looked embaraced before he said so softly that only Joyce could hear it. "Will you hold me, please?"
Joyce smiled before she wrapped both her arms around him and pulled him against her. Legolas burried his head in her hair and shoulder. His shoulder were shooking with sobs.
After a little while he pulled away. Joyce looked at him worried. The Elf smiled faintly and said. "I will not leave until all my friends are dead. I promise. Ithe call is getting less now."
Joyce looked at him with her eyes brows raised.
"It is because you are with me, Meleth-Nin. The call is not that strong now. Will you stay with me tonight, please?"
Joyce nodded and she rolled out her bedrole next to him.
A couple of hours later Gimli had come to say, that he and Aragorn were sleeping some place else. Joyce was lying in Legolas´s arms. She could hear the Elf singing softly.
To the Sea, to the Sea! The white gulls are crying,
The wind is blowing, and the white foam is flying.
West, west away, the round sun is falling.
Grey ship. Grey ship, do you hear them calling,
The voices of my people that had gone before me?
I will leave, I will leave the woods that bore me.
For our day are ending and our years failing.
I will pass the wide waters lonely sailing.
Long have the waves of the Last Shore falling,
Sweet are the voices in the Lost Isle calling,
In Eressae, in Elvenhome that no man can discover,
Where the leaves fall not, land of my people forever!
Then two strong arms wrapped themselves around them and pressed her against his chest. She could hear him sign softly before he said to himself. "No, I will not leave as long as they are alive. I will not leave her. My love runs deeper then the desire." His voice trailed off.
Joyce smiled and knew from that moment that no matter what they would face, they could overcome it when they believed in the love they shared. Putting her head on his stomach, she felt his hands stroking her hair. It was not long before sleep claimed her.
Legolas smiled in content, before he to fell asleep, with dreams filled with Joyce and the sea.
There you go. Hope you liked. Please review.
Note: Thanks for the reviews. I love them. Well my finals starts tomorrow again. So I have to see when I will update then. There will not be so much romance in the next chapter but I promise I will make it up to you just wait and see. Let´s begin.
They have riding all trough the night, now it was day and they were not yet nearing The Dark Door.
"What kind of army would linger in such a place?" Gimli asked looked around nervous.
"One that is cursed." Legolas asnwered. "Long ago the Men of the Mountain swore an oath to the last king of Gondor. To come to his aid, to fight. But when the time came, when Gondor´s need was dire, they fled. Vanishing into the darkness of the mountain. And so Isildur cursed them, never to rest, until they had fulfilled their pledge."
They ride on in silence. Until Gimli´s stomach grumbled. Aragorn looked back startled but then burst into laughing.
"Maybe we should stop and eat?" Joyce proposed.
Aragorn nodded and all got off their horses. Sitting down, they ate fast. The horses were restless.
"We are best to move on. I would not like to sleep in a place like this." Aragorn said while mounting Brego again.
Soon they were on their way again. Joyce could not help but think about the other member of the Fellowship. Sam and Frodo in Mordor. Pippin and Gandalf in Minas Tirith. Merry with King Theoden and Eowyn. Maybe they were not the worst but only time would tell.
A couple of hours later they finaly made it to the entrance of the Path of the Dead.
"They very warmth of my blood seems to drawn away." Gimli said while looking at the entrance.
Legolas is reading what is written above. "The way is shut, it was made by those who are dead, and the dead keep it. The way is shut."
A sudden blast of wind makes the horses wild and they run. "Brego!" Aragorn shouts. But it is of no use, the horse are already gone.
Aragorn turns around at the entrance and then shared a quick look with Joyce.
"I do not fear death!" He said before walking in.
Joyce looked at Legolas for a minute, before following Aragorn inside.
Legolas is the next to follow and then Gimli.
They had been walking for a couple of hours, without finding anything. Then they find what they are looking for. Two huge double doors.
They hear a voice shouting. "Who enters my domain?"
Joyce is looking around before taking her sword in her hand. Turning around, they see somebody standing.
"One who will have your allegiance." Aragorn said.
"The dead do not suffer the living to pass." The king answered.
"You will suffer me." Aragorn answered back.
The king laughed very chilly and all of them turn to look around. The army of the dead are behind them.
"The way is shut. It was made by those who are dead and the dead keep it. The way is shut." The king said while the army suround them. "The way is shut, now you must die."
Joyce growled to the dead. The king is floating towards Aragorn. Legolas tried to kill him with an arrow but it flies right trough him.
"I summon you to fulfil your oath." Aragorn shouts.
"None, but the king of Gondor may command me." The king shouted before raising his sword.
Aragorn blocks it with his sword.
"The blade was broken!" The king speak in awe.
"It has been re-made. Fight for us and regain your honor. What say you?" Aragorn shouted.
All the dead are silent. "What say you? I am Isildur´s heir. Fight for me. And I will hold your oath fulfilled. What say you?" Aragorn shouted again.
The king smiled and then the doors opened. Joyce grinned at Aragorn before they all walked on.
The dead let them pass without hesitation. A couple of minutes later they ran outside.
Aragorn fell to his knees, muttering something about failing. Legolas wanted to move to him, but Joyce beat him to it.
Pulling the man up, she then said to him. "How can you say that? We did not fail. If we did, we were dead now. We are alive and the army is waiting for us. We must move now to the next step and you are the only one who can lead us and the army. We can only fail if we die or don´t make it in time. So stop despairing and let us move. What do you say?"
It takes a couple of seconds before he responds. "Yes, we shall go. You are right. Are you guys ready to move?" He turns around.
Gimli and Legolas both nod. All of them turn around when they hear winnied sounds. The horses are standing nearby.
Aragorn smiled for the first time, and they all walk to the horses and mount them.
"We are riding to the shore. We can stop when it is nightfall. Let us go."
With that they ride to the shore and to the waiting ships. The army of the dead was traveling behind them.
After a couple of hours, they were nearing the harbours. There were men from Harad at work there.
Pulling out her sword, Joyce could not help but grin. This was what she loved, the battles.
Legolas notched an arrow to his bow and fired it to the Haradrim.
He could taste the salt on the air. Looking up in the sky, he saw a gull crying out. His eyes went wide when he felt that one cry driving deep into his soul. It seemed to cut him loose from the peace he always felt under the trees.
He seemed to be torn, feeling a great desire come over him. The desire to see and sail over the sea.
Gimli starting to get worried when Legolas does not respond to anything he yells or says to him. The men of Harad also notice that.
Raising their swords, they make themselves ready to strike down Arod and then kill Gimli and Legolas.
Warned by a shout of Gimli, Joyce turns around. Pulling her hands back at her side, she starts to say. "Ka-me-ha-me-ha" A giantic energy beam is forming in her hands.
Letting the energy lose, the beam raced towards the men of Harad. Hitting them with the full force, when the smoked cleared they were all dead.
When the fight was over, they set all the prisonors of the ships free.
After that all of them made camp. Legolas is silent and pale.
"Will you come with me and see to the ships?" Aragorn asked Joyce. The girl is looking at Legolas. Putting his hand on her shoulder, he then noticed her looking at the Elf.
"What is it?" He asked very softly.
"This afternoon, in the battle. Legolas froze. I had to use a beam to safe them both. I think something is wrong." The girl said while looking at the Elf again.
"I will take Gimli, so that you can speak to Legolas alone. He might tell you what is wrong. And do try another aproch then Gimli." He said while poiting at the Dwarf who was sending Legolas mad looks and had just stopped shouting at the him.
Joyce nodded and together they moved to Legolas. Aragorn grabbed Gimli by the collar the moment, he wanted to start shouting at Legolas again.
When they were out of sight, Joyce looked at Legolas again. "Legolas, Meleth. What is wrong?" She asked him.
The Elf looked at her for the first time that evening, and she was shocked to read so much emotions in them.
"I don´t know. When I heard the cry of the gull something happened. I felt as if I was cut off from the peace I felt all my life underneath the trees. And there was this desire to see the sea and to sail." He said while softly shaking her head.
Sitting down next him, she asked. "Do you know what it is?"
The Elf looked at her again before answering. "Yes, It is the sea longing. Lady Galadriel warned me. I tought she spoke of my dead. But she spoke of something complety different. I do not want to leave. I am scared. It speaks off eternal joy without sadness and without grief and war. I don´t want to leave all of you behind. Joyce can I ask you something?"
Joyce nodded before saying. "Ask what you want Legolas. I will do anything for you."
The Elf looked embaraced before he said so softly that only Joyce could hear it. "Will you hold me, please?"
Joyce smiled before she wrapped both her arms around him and pulled him against her. Legolas burried his head in her hair and shoulder. His shoulder were shooking with sobs.
After a little while he pulled away. Joyce looked at him worried. The Elf smiled faintly and said. "I will not leave until all my friends are dead. I promise. Ithe call is getting less now."
Joyce looked at him with her eyes brows raised.
"It is because you are with me, Meleth-Nin. The call is not that strong now. Will you stay with me tonight, please?"
Joyce nodded and she rolled out her bedrole next to him.
A couple of hours later Gimli had come to say, that he and Aragorn were sleeping some place else. Joyce was lying in Legolas´s arms. She could hear the Elf singing softly.
To the Sea, to the Sea! The white gulls are crying,
The wind is blowing, and the white foam is flying.
West, west away, the round sun is falling.
Grey ship. Grey ship, do you hear them calling,
The voices of my people that had gone before me?
I will leave, I will leave the woods that bore me.
For our day are ending and our years failing.
I will pass the wide waters lonely sailing.
Long have the waves of the Last Shore falling,
Sweet are the voices in the Lost Isle calling,
In Eressae, in Elvenhome that no man can discover,
Where the leaves fall not, land of my people forever!
Then two strong arms wrapped themselves around them and pressed her against his chest. She could hear him sign softly before he said to himself. "No, I will not leave as long as they are alive. I will not leave her. My love runs deeper then the desire." His voice trailed off.
Joyce smiled and knew from that moment that no matter what they would face, they could overcome it when they believed in the love they shared. Putting her head on his stomach, she felt his hands stroking her hair. It was not long before sleep claimed her.
Legolas smiled in content, before he to fell asleep, with dreams filled with Joyce and the sea.
There you go. Hope you liked. Please review.