Title: In the Face of Darkness
Author: Eyes of Pearl
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or Lord of the Rings (the books or the movies). They belong to their respective owners.
I decided to add one more chapter to this fic just to wrap things up. Hope you enjoy it.
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Chapter 3 (Epilogue): Talking to Death
"Lady Gurthiel," mumbled the darkness.
The soldier of the darkness emerged from within the shadows. She had felt this power before, so she was not surprised at the apparition before her.
"Gandalf the Grey, Bearer of the Ring of Fire, Servant of the Maia." She bowed respectfully at him as he returned in kind.
"Lady Gurthiel, Sovereign of the Darkness, Keeper of the Dead, the Shadow Solider."
"You did not come for simple words of greeting."
"No, you have seen the boy."
"Young Aragorn. Yes. He bears resemblances to his kin and lineage but it was not his time. Certainly, you yourself know this."
"What does the darkness say of such times?"
"It is destiny as nature dictates. I merely pass judgements as they pass through my realm. I rarely interfere. Few enter and return to the Land of Light, except Glorifindel the Balrog Slayer. He too, has been to judgement."
"You have evaded my question, Lady."
The purple-haired solider cocked an eyebrow at the Wizard as a lavender glow surrounded her.
"Such words from one who is known for speaking riddles and elusive comments. Evil runs through the heart of Middle Earth. Many pass through my halls and that speaks of grave times. Yet, balance must be maintained. With death, there is rebirth. Hope lingers in every race. Perhaps, a fellowship of such representation will bring about the downfall of such evils. For even in the darkness, the darkest shades of grey shall be made white."
She gave him an enigmatic smile as the darkness lifted. The ring that he had been pledged with pulsated with energy. He knew not of the implications of the lady's words, but he did not swell too much on them.
He found himself starring at the sleeping figure beside him. Estel. 'Elrond named him well,' the Wizard smiled to himself. 'Hope shall met the face of darkness.'
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