Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings. Though, a Hobbit hole in the Shire would be very nice. Hobbits are my kind of people. Eating, drinking and smoking all day doesn't sound bad at all.
A/N: Hello again. I hope you like this chapter. It took me a while but now its here. he he. I hope everyone had a lovely christmas.
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I pointed my bow at my enemy and let the arrow loose. It flew across the sky, strait into his head, instantly throwing him down. I leapt down from the balcony and began to kill orcs with my sword, screaming like a madwoman.
"What in the world do you think your doing? Get back up here Randir!" I heard a voice cry. A thick haze ran over my eyes as I killed every single orc. They were all dead, lying on the ground. It was victory for us and a defeat for the orcs.
"Please Randir! Come back! Our only choice is to surrender!" I heard him yell. I looked up to see his face but he had vanished.Yet another unsightly creature ran towards me but I blocked his attempt and hit him in his chest. The entire scene of war, anger and death, was blurred and I could see only my feet, and my scarred hands.
SLAM I struggled to open my eyes but they soon came into focus and I could see the opened balcony door, and the curtains whipping about. My dream was gone, sadly. I got out of my warm cushiony nest quickly and closed every window and door with much force. The wind was howling and rain had just begun to fall upon Rivendell. Catching my breath, and quietly laughing to myself, I paused and looked out upon Rivendell. The tall white buildings and, rushing waterfalls. It was hard to imagine not falling in love with the charm and magic of Rivendell.
I walked over to Gilrahir's bed and tucked myself in beside her. I curled into myself and held tightly onto the sheets. The cold air was still coming in through the room. Reluctantly, I got out of bed and retrieved my cloak on my way out the door.
I turned and faced Gilrahir's bed and saw no motion. "You could sleep through an attack on Rivendell without a care couldn't you?" There was a long silence "Thats what I thought." I giggled and went to retrieve firewood.
The stars were veiled by a dark wispy cloud and every so often, there was an oil lamp placed on the ground, lit to help guide the night travellers such as myself.
I walked with my head held high through the home I had grown to love. When I was a little girl, my mother was killed. Looking back on the day that my father told me what had happened, I feel foolish. I was small and I didn't quite know what was going on, or what was going to become of me. I just sat in my little chair, watching everyone frantically running about my home. My father and I had been living in a small town just outside of Rivendell. But when my mother left, my father went seeking guidance from Lord Elrond himself. He was just as confused as I, maybe even more so, seeing as he had me to take care of. He was a wonderful father though, very insightful one might say, but his world came crashing down after it all happened. He couldn't even explain to me what happened, although I was eager to know.
I realized then, that I was at the edge of the forest. I let myself in and started to pick up small twigs and other wood to use for the fire. Each creature of the forest greeted me as I walked through, marvelling in the beauty of the forest. Each leaf had its own character, and its very own shade of green. The top of the forest was like a canopy, draining in a limited amount of moonlight. As I came upon the clearing, with its small inset lake, the grass greeted me with a cool soft texture against my feet.
But as I slowly reached for the branch that seperated me from the clearing I heard voices. Slowly retracting my hand I listened in.
"I can't believe your finally back. Its been too long." The woman's voice said. A man's voice replied, "But I promise I won't leave again for that long."
"Yes, but can you promise to never leave at all?" A long silence followed. "I rest my case." She sounded dissapointed.
"But, you do know that I would give you the world. Shouldn't that be enough?" She laughed at this and a silence followed. And that was when curiosity held me in its clutch and didn't let go. I turned, slowly and carefully. I held onto my twigs and other assorted pieces of wood and took a big breath. I walked closer, and parted the branch just a little bit, and then I saw it.
I came to find that Gilrahir had positioned herself on top of Elrohir, the man I had not talked to in months. The man I had just seen at a celebration in his honor. A man of royalty, laying in the grass, with his arms affectionately around a chambermaid. My mouth was agape and I was speechless.
All the while, they couldn't hear me. They stayed where they were, doing what they were doing. But there I was, with an arm full of twigs and absolutely no more sanity. I crouched down and watched as they went on.
After what seemed to be hours of kissing, the Gilrahir spoek up. "You don't think we'll be able to run away any time soon do you?"
My head shot straight up (I had almost fallen asleep) and I looked at the couple, now sitting upright, dipping their feet into the icy water.
"Well, it's hard to say. My father doesn't know you exist," I rolled my eyes and whispered "of course not" and hushed myself quickly. "Either he'll be open about it, or he'll be a monster, but no matter what, I want to be with you." I felt light headed. It suddenly made sense to me. They were in love. I thought "of course" to myself but then again, how was I to know. To my knowledge, the celebration was the first time Gilrahir had ever seen the man! I didn't know whether to feel saddened by Gilrahir's lack of faith in trusting me, or to open my eyes and feel elated for Girlahir, who had found love. Either way, I knew that I had to get out of the cramped position I was in or else i'd be stuck that way forever.
I gathered my sticks and walked off, still listening to the sounds of their laughter and cheer.
I opened up the door to our room and walked over to the fireplace, throwing in my twigs, and starting my fire. I stood up and brushed myself off and sat at the edge of my bed. I didn't know whether to wait up for her, or to act as if it were any other night. I quietly looked at my hands, that lay in my lap. I couldn't help feeling lonely.
On the solemn note of my loneliness, there was a rushed knock at the door. I went and opened it. The rain was still coming down, and there was no sight of Gilrahir. Or Elrohir for that matter. Just Luvien, standing at my doorstep, with a peeved look on her face.
"Luvien! come in, you must be freezing. Would you like some tea?" I said, trying to sound gracious.
"You did not come when I called." I threw the tea idea out. "I screamed, and even hollered to get your attention but you didn't come. What has gotten into you?" I saw her lips move but I wasn't really listening. I was only wondering about Gilrahir. Where was she? I hoped that tonight wouldn't be the night they both decided to rush in and tell me the good news of their love, seeing as Luvien would have Gilrahir's head cut off if she found out. I suppose that's an exaggeration, but Luvien was an extreme woman.
"WELL? Honestly Randir, you've lost your touch. When you first came to work for me you were wonderful, always there when I needed you, great at running around and doing tasks efficiently, but now your just the opposite." I frowned and right at that moment, Gilrahir came bursting through the door. Her mouth shot open as she saw Luvien. She ran around next to me and started to speak but Luvien only cut her off. I saw Elrohir walk by secretly.
"Now listen to me. I don't know what you were doing, or what could be so important that you just had to run out in the middle of the night to do it, but the next time I call you, you will be there the second the word leaves my mouth. Am I understood?" We nodded and she stormed off, slamming the door behind her.
"I can explain, Randir. I was out trying to find Arsule, because I heard him making noises outside. He's safe and sound now." She grinned and tried to walk to her bed but I grabbed her first.
"Your lying to me, when you know you don't have to. How long have we been friends? How long have we suffered the wrath of Luvien together? How many times have we cried, laughed, and smiled together? Do you want to tell me where you were tonight or do you just want me to tell you how my night went?" I gave her a stern look, and a long silence followed.
I looked at her with an upset expression and went off to bed. I blew out the candle that sat on top of my dresser and wrapped myself in the sheets. I sat and stared at the ceiling, listening to the crackling fire, and Gilrahir getting herself into bed. After a few minutes passed her voice shot up in the silence of the room.
"I was with a man that I've known for a very long time now, and we haven't seen each other in a while so we decided to meet together and we did."
"Who was the man Gilrahir?" Suddenly, our breathing sounded so loud in midst of the quiet room.
"It was Elrohir. I met him two years ago one day when you were gone doing errands for Luvien."
I smiled, "That will do." And with that, I turned in my bed, remembering where my dream had left off when I first woke up.
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