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Aragorn opened his eyes and blinked sleepily. Blue eyes blinked back at him. The Ranger sat up with a start. Legolas was awake. He was awake. Pain shot through Aragorn's heart. He would have to say goodbye. For a long time Aragorn just stared at the Elf, unable to form the words. His breathing got heavier and he stood up and turned away from his friend as the tension became too much.
"Why do you despair Estel?" Galadriel questioned softly and for the first time Aragorn realized that he and Legolas were not alone.
"I cannot do it My Lady." he replied, equally as quietly. "I cannot say goodbye."
Galadriel smiled and gently took the Ranger's hand. She lend him to a window and motioned for him to look out.
Aragorn felt relief flood him. The sun had not yet risen.
"The Prince will live." With this the Lady turned and left, leaving the two friends alone.
Aragorn returned and knelt beside Legolas' bed. The Elf had not moved since he woke. He was completely exhausted and could not even summon the energy to speak. Aragorn's hand move automatically to Legolas hair. He played absentmindedly with it as he sought for something to say
"I thought you would die. I couldn't stand it. I..."
Aragorn stopped speaking as for the second time in two days tear began to fall from his eyes. Legolas' own eyes widened in surprise. He couldn't remember the last time he had seen Aragorn cry. Gathering all the strength he had Legolas lifted his hand and gently wiped the tears from his friend's cheek.
"Don't cry." he whispered softly.
Aragorn smiled, although the tears still flowed. As he watched Legolas slipped into a healing sleep.
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Aragorn followed Galadriel through the woods of Lothlorian. He had been drawn from his sleeping friend's side by the Lady of Light, but had no ideas as to their destination. Finally they reached a clearing. Galadriel glided across to a small waterfall and filled a jug. The water was emptied into a raised basin. Aragorn looked on in confusion.
"Will you look into the mirror?"
"What will I see?" Aragorn replied hesitantly.
"You will see...what could have been."
Unsure it he wanted to do this, Aragorn slowly made his way over to the mirror and looked in.
He could see himself kneeling beside Legolas' bed as he had done not so long ago.
"You're going do die." Aragorn heard himself say.
"I know." Legolas replied. "Amin mela lle, Gwador nin. You I meant for great things Estel. May the Valar watch over you."
"Amin mela lle, Legolas. Namaarie." Aragorn replied simply. He bent down and kissed Legolas softly on the forehead. The Elf smiled faintly before his eyes slid shut for the final time.
The water was disturbed and Aragorn realized that it was his own tears that was causing this. Another scene came into focus. Again Aragorn could see himself, but this time he was many years older. He was kneeling beside a grave stone. As the water settled Aragorn was able to read what was written on it.
Legolas Greenleaf, Prince of Mirkwood. Brave warrior Beloved friend Cherished son Greatly loved and deeply missed. May he find peace in the Halls of Mandos.
As Aragorn watched a small being appeared on the scene. A hobbit. His brown hair was curly and his eyes bright blue.
"The elves sing a lament for Gandalf, but that is not all that troubles your heart. Who was he?" the Hobbit asked.
"He was... Gwador nin." The Hobbit nodded in understanding and laid a comforting hand on the mans shoulder.
Unable to watch any more Aragorn pulled back. Without a word to Galadriel he turned and ran from the clearing.
The Ranger did not stop running until he arrived back at Legolas' room. The Elf slept peacefully, his golden hair fanned out over the pillow. Aragorn approached the bed and sat down beside it once more. He felt sleep being to take him but before he shut his eyes he moved one hand to rest against his friend's chest. Aragorn needed to feel Legolas' heart beat and breathing to reassure himself that the Elf yet lived.
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Amin mela lle, Gwador nin- I love you, my brother.
Namaarie-goodbye.
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Hurrah! He lives! I wrote the bit with Galadriel's mirror because I wanted to write a goodbye scene between the two but I didn't want to actually have to kill anyone. I'm not sure how well that works though. The hobbit featured is supposed to be Frodo by the way.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed.
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Aragorn opened his eyes and blinked sleepily. Blue eyes blinked back at him. The Ranger sat up with a start. Legolas was awake. He was awake. Pain shot through Aragorn's heart. He would have to say goodbye. For a long time Aragorn just stared at the Elf, unable to form the words. His breathing got heavier and he stood up and turned away from his friend as the tension became too much.
"Why do you despair Estel?" Galadriel questioned softly and for the first time Aragorn realized that he and Legolas were not alone.
"I cannot do it My Lady." he replied, equally as quietly. "I cannot say goodbye."
Galadriel smiled and gently took the Ranger's hand. She lend him to a window and motioned for him to look out.
Aragorn felt relief flood him. The sun had not yet risen.
"The Prince will live." With this the Lady turned and left, leaving the two friends alone.
Aragorn returned and knelt beside Legolas' bed. The Elf had not moved since he woke. He was completely exhausted and could not even summon the energy to speak. Aragorn's hand move automatically to Legolas hair. He played absentmindedly with it as he sought for something to say
"I thought you would die. I couldn't stand it. I..."
Aragorn stopped speaking as for the second time in two days tear began to fall from his eyes. Legolas' own eyes widened in surprise. He couldn't remember the last time he had seen Aragorn cry. Gathering all the strength he had Legolas lifted his hand and gently wiped the tears from his friend's cheek.
"Don't cry." he whispered softly.
Aragorn smiled, although the tears still flowed. As he watched Legolas slipped into a healing sleep.
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Aragorn followed Galadriel through the woods of Lothlorian. He had been drawn from his sleeping friend's side by the Lady of Light, but had no ideas as to their destination. Finally they reached a clearing. Galadriel glided across to a small waterfall and filled a jug. The water was emptied into a raised basin. Aragorn looked on in confusion.
"Will you look into the mirror?"
"What will I see?" Aragorn replied hesitantly.
"You will see...what could have been."
Unsure it he wanted to do this, Aragorn slowly made his way over to the mirror and looked in.
He could see himself kneeling beside Legolas' bed as he had done not so long ago.
"You're going do die." Aragorn heard himself say.
"I know." Legolas replied. "Amin mela lle, Gwador nin. You I meant for great things Estel. May the Valar watch over you."
"Amin mela lle, Legolas. Namaarie." Aragorn replied simply. He bent down and kissed Legolas softly on the forehead. The Elf smiled faintly before his eyes slid shut for the final time.
The water was disturbed and Aragorn realized that it was his own tears that was causing this. Another scene came into focus. Again Aragorn could see himself, but this time he was many years older. He was kneeling beside a grave stone. As the water settled Aragorn was able to read what was written on it.
Legolas Greenleaf, Prince of Mirkwood. Brave warrior Beloved friend Cherished son Greatly loved and deeply missed. May he find peace in the Halls of Mandos.
As Aragorn watched a small being appeared on the scene. A hobbit. His brown hair was curly and his eyes bright blue.
"The elves sing a lament for Gandalf, but that is not all that troubles your heart. Who was he?" the Hobbit asked.
"He was... Gwador nin." The Hobbit nodded in understanding and laid a comforting hand on the mans shoulder.
Unable to watch any more Aragorn pulled back. Without a word to Galadriel he turned and ran from the clearing.
The Ranger did not stop running until he arrived back at Legolas' room. The Elf slept peacefully, his golden hair fanned out over the pillow. Aragorn approached the bed and sat down beside it once more. He felt sleep being to take him but before he shut his eyes he moved one hand to rest against his friend's chest. Aragorn needed to feel Legolas' heart beat and breathing to reassure himself that the Elf yet lived.
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Amin mela lle, Gwador nin- I love you, my brother.
Namaarie-goodbye.
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Hurrah! He lives! I wrote the bit with Galadriel's mirror because I wanted to write a goodbye scene between the two but I didn't want to actually have to kill anyone. I'm not sure how well that works though. The hobbit featured is supposed to be Frodo by the way.