Two bodies now lay numb on the floor. Their faces were kingly, and a bright light was upon them.

'Must I grieve for I see two highly kindred bodies lay unmoving in front of me? If you understand me . . .' asked Sam with tears in his eyes.

'There is nothing I can do to bring back the happier days in Mirkwood and Gondor again. But, Samwise my lad, believe in what miracle can bring us,' Gandalf replied kindly, placing a hand on the hobbit's shoulder as if to comfort him.

'Miracles can happen, Sam. We of all people should know.' Sam turned and saw that Frodo's eyes were red, but a smile was on his face.

'Come, we have a quest to be ended and there isn't much time,' said the wizard.

With that, Gandalf walked pass the two bodies, leaving the hobbits behind. He took the ring into his left palm, while a white wand of elven-make was tightly held in his right. Then he looked upon the body lying on his left.

'Sleep for now. The evil has gone. Forever I will say, and pray that I am not mistaken.'

Then to his right, he said, 'Peace will lie upon Middle-earth. Even when you have been evil once, overtaken by the ring power, you are still my, our, comrade. Inside my heart, I speak these words; someday, a mighty elf will sit on the throne again and I dare hope that it will be you'.

A powerful force from afar suddenly disturbed the still air. A mighty eagle it was, Gwaihir the Winlord, his immensity could be seen where his shadow covered the land of Mirkwood. It has come after a message was received from Gandalf by one of his eagles for its help is needed.

'Above the sky, the eagle will be my transport. Faster than the wind we will fly, to the Sea of Nurnén where it will end. I will take the ring.' He jumped on the back of his loyal companion and off he went with the blowing wind.

'I wish this will be my last flight on your back, my friend. Fly faster than you have ever done so in your life! I have waited long for this moment to come. Come! We together must finish this task and hope for merrier days to arrive and grace our tortured lands.'

As he said this, he reached the sea.

Looking at the ring for the last time he whispered, 'Now, the day of peace finally comes. I will cast this ring into the sea for now and this I have to say to him, you were the most unlikely creature to walk on this magnificent land of Middle-earth. Thus, when I drop the ring into the sea, you will be gone eternally from this land.'

Ah! Now came the day so alive through time
When the clock ticks once and twice, pass the hour and night
The ring now gone, our heart fears no more
Great tales they told, now in Middle-earth lore

On the field he walked, with one quest he owned
The land now blooms; so long it's been gloom
A ring he holds, to be cast and thrown
It glimmers and shines, into the bottom Sea of Núrnen

Lo! How bright the flash of light from afar
All eyes glitter, their faces lit by light
All voices now sing, with joy in heart
Even skies, mountains and seas sing their part

Now end this tale, of hope and despair
When good with victory and evil will quail

The sun has moved up from behind the hills after waking from a deep sleep. The chirping of birds could be heard from the wide-open window. The air was light and peaceful, signaling the start of a new day.

A weary body was on the bed, woken up from a long rest with dizzying thoughts. His efforts to remember the events that had passed were futile as his mind came to a dead end. Placing his head back onto the pillow, he looked at the ceiling as if there were answers written above.

Someone was knocking on the door. After no answer was heard from inside the room, the knocking was replaced by a voice. 'Legolas, are you awake?'

He knew the voice very well. Making himself comfortable on the bed, and preparing himself with words and questions to be asked, he took one last deep breath.

'Legolas? If you are awake answer me now as I shall not wait here until you do.' The voice sounded again, sterner this time.

Legolas answered, soft but clear, 'Come in. I am awake.'

The room door was opened. A hooded figure walked inside the room, and when he found a suitable place to sit, he threw his hood back. 'I am glad to see you awake. It has been nearly a week since you passed out. Are you feeling better now?' There was concern in his voice.

'Gandalf, your attendance is what I need now. The morning is bright and I feel restful. However, there are questions which puzzle my mind, and I wish for the answers from you.'

'Let your mind receives the rest it deserves. The evil is now gone. I do not want you to blame yourself for what you have done before, for it was not you. The Dark Lord was using you to be his key in his path to reawakening. Now His peril has perished!'

'But I have done so much evil! My heart will feel much better if I am punished for what I have done. Perhaps you, Master Gandalf, may think of a way for me to pay back all the devastation that I have caused.'

Gandalf felt his arm touched by Legolas's hand. Cold it was, like the frost that had gathered in his heart before, but now fading under the sun.

Pain was in the elf's voice. 'Treachery I brought the land. Where my evil was wrought, the land turned to ashes. Forests burnt with red flames, high the smokes went up into the sky signaling my victory. Am I losing the kindness of the elf race? I killed them all; I took their peaceful life, I turned away from their cries –' He covered his fair elven face with his hands. 'What have I done?'

The wizard turned his eyes to the window. A small bird hopped on the sill, freely singing in her beautiful voice. 'Strengthen your heart! Let your heart sing with the bird.'

The wizard walked towards the bird and put the small creature onto his hand. 'Calm down, my friend. Do not speak of such words. In truth I say that that your limbs are healed, but your soul is still wounded.'

Slowly, he put the bird onto Legolas's palm.

'Here, take this. She is a good friend of mine, and she might well be good company of yours through this hard time.'

Legolas wiped away his tears and gathered his strength to speak.

'Thank you. You are not just a guide, Gandalf, but also a friend. I failed to see that when I was blinded with power, but I know now. Even in the thousand years that I have lived, it is hard to find a true friend such as you. Now I think I need to be alone and I believe you too want to leave.'

'Well, the hobbits are waiting for me for lunch. Though I might be too late now, as you know about hobbits and food. These two should never be left alone together.' Gandalf smiled, a twinkle in his eyes.

Legolas gave a short laugh, although his eyes were still sad.

Gandalf looked at him for a moment, then said, 'Do not worry, Legolas. As time takes its due course, you will feel well again. I can tell you now that I feel much easier to leave you by yourself. I thought I would never hear you laugh again.'

They embraced each other before the wizard left the room, bidding the elf farewell.

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