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If stuff is between stars its in Elvish! Sorry I don't know how to speak it so yea…..

Hey! I have decided to continue even though the intro isn't up to my favorite standards. This is my first fan fiction so my apologies now if I do something wrong. Oh yea and im not depressed I just like to write about people who are…im actually quite crazy and wild...

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Chapter Two

Once long ago

(2933 ON THE ROAD TO RIVENDELL)

Death….all Gilrean saw… she saw it in the sky and in the tree's hovering over her and her horse as they trampled on through the opening of the depressing forest. The light was covered by shadows the air stiff and hot. She felt no pain or feeling, her heart was sinking, her eyes dull and glazed, all of her was failing to see the light. The darkness chilled her soul and poisoned her thoughts.

Just waiting, that was all her heart told her, waiting to arrive at Rivendell and hope that Elrond would accept her son. She couldn't keep him… that was what was killing her… she wasn't strong enough to protect him form all the evil that would come into his life. She knew that her husband could have, he was strong and brave, but he was dead now, battle had finally completed the death of her husband. How sick she felt, after hearing the news that the arrow had pierced through his eye by orcs. The catastrophic event had completely changed her whole view that the world was good.

All she could feel now was the evil that lurked around her. She sighed , the evil that will lurk around Aragorn his whole life… how the orcs will hunt him down…Gilrean shook her head she just couldn't let herself imagine her baby boy, with an unforgiving arrow piercing him. His screams of torture, sorrow, and regret, his eyes glowing in the shadows of the night's wrath. Gilrean pulled him closer to her she made her horse gallop; she couldn't linger in such shady forest. There were dangers here. She couldn't risk their lives with nightmare thoughts.

(2933 RIVENDELL)

"I am sorry for your loss… it wasn't fair for him to go like that…"

"I know…but the past is inchangible…"

"Yes it is…but there is always love to come…"

"And hope…if it is to be found…. It will be sad to let him go I love him... he is my spirit lifter and strong fighter…"

"Which is why I will be naming him Estel...I will take good care of him"

"I know you will...but just don't tell him who he really is…and his destiny…."

"I will tell him when he is mature enough to know… my son has a right to know his past…"

"Yes that is fine… but when you tell him, tell him once long ago he belonged to me…"

Gilrean slipped onto the back of her horse. Taking another gaping look at Rivendell she knew she would never return. It would haunt her with too many painful, unforgiving memories. Her eyes flickered to see Elrond with a hand raised and a grim expression on his stern face…she was glad to know someone understand what her heart was going through.

Waving back, Gilrean clucked for her horse to start walking on the desolated road ahead. Never to return even though her heart cried with an unheard of loneliness to see her son. Her mind battled whether she should go back and claim her son and handle him even though she would not be able to protect him when the orcs came to kill the last and only heir of Isildur. Gilrean felt more tears caress her smooth pale skin. Even though it was a forlornly thing she was doing, she loved her son, and knew in the secret protection of Elrond he would be safe. So that very day Gilrean left leaving her son happy but her heart broken, but she knew it was the best for her son, Aragorn son of Arathorn.