The Houseless Ones
"The legends say that on this day, the dead walk."
"Ha! I thought you did not fear the dead, Master Elf?"
Legolas shrugged. "The ghosts of men hold no terror for me. But my own people – they are the houseless ones, who refused the summons of Mandos. In denying death, they became trapped between Arda and the Halls. I have seen them, Gimli – wisps of mist; flickering flames rising out of the cold earth. They are restless. We should hurry."
Around them, darkness spread; misty flames flickering slowly above unseen candles as pale lights and shadows grew.
The dead walked.