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Chapter 5: Last miracle
Frija almost lost track of how long she had been singing for. Her throat was so dry, she almost felt like it was burning. Her ears were numb as if they were deaf. Yet she cared not. She was going to keep singing until the end of time unless Thorin didn't come to tell her that they have won the battle.
However, reality was not so kind. To her misery, it wasn't Thorin who came for her, but his most trusted adviser – Balin. He led her to Ravenhill, and then eventually to the frozen waterfall. But it wasn't actually frozen anymore. The ice surface of the river was broken into many pieces and on one of which lied Azog the Defiler. However, Thorin was nowhere in sight.
She looked around and noticed how on the other bank of the river, Bifur and Bofur were carrying Kili and Fili to a large piece of ice and swimming over to this side. She froze when she realized how inanimate the two young dwarves were. She ran closer and waited impatiently for them to arrive. And she could not hold back her tears, when she finally saw them. She kneeled down, hugged them towards her with her trembling hands, whispering her mother's song to them to heal their injuries and in hope that they were just sleeping and would open their eyes to greet her as usual.
But life was not a dream. And although her powers were a miracle, she was not a God.
She slowly placed them down again, stroking their cheeks for one last time. Preparing herself for the worst, she turned to ask Balin "What about Thorin?"
He shook his head grimly "He is not found yet. We have searched Ravenhill and beneath the river waters and still continuing to search for him. Although there is a possibility that he might have been carried away down the stream…" he spoke uncertainly
"There is no time to waste then" she stood up and wiped away her tears "We need to continue looking for him as long as there is even one in a million chance that he might be alive." She looked over to the two young dwarves, who were as dear to her as her own sons and couldn't hold back her tears "I will leave them and the search here in your capable hands, while I will go down the river to search for Thorin."
Balin looked at her. He really wanted to believe that the line of Durin still lived with Thorin, but most facts lead to the opposite. Yet he shook his head. If Frija believed that Thorin is still alive, then he would also believe so. When had she ever been wrong about Thorin… Never. He nodded "Be safe, Frija. I and the lads will also separate and search for him along the banks of this river."
"Please give my regards to everyone." she said and left of her journey.
Weeks and months had passed since the day Frija started her journey. She had passed Mirkwood forest, went along the river to the Iron Hills and then backward again to the territory of Rhun, visiting any village, any settlement, asking any passersby. But all she got were shaking heads as no one knew anything about Thorin's whereabouts. And to deepen her despair, she was now standing before the estuary of the river Celduin and the Sea of Rhun. She dropped on her knees, too weak to support herself and felt tears filling her eyes again. She quickly wiped them away, shaking her head and biting he lips to stop bad thoughts from entering her head, but seems no avail. However, she refused to admit that Thorin was dead, not until she saw his body.
She stood up to ready her things when she heard someone calling her "So here you are, I've been looking for you" It was a male person, though he did have some inhumane aura about him "Ah, ah, you don't have to put your guard up. I'm one of the Aesir Gods – Heimdall."
Frija gasped in surprise "I'm very sorry, sir." and kneeled down
"No, no! You don't have to do that, I'm actually here to ask you a favor." Heimdall led her through Bifrost – the rainbow bridge and to a large castle hall, where the God of Thunder and Lightning was shouting in protest and pain from the huge piece of iron, which went tight through his head. He had tried everything, but still couldn't pull it out of his own head.
"Please do not worry God Thor. I'll make that pain disappear immediately." Frija said and started singing
Her voice was effective as usual and Thor's anger was quickly subdued "I feel better already. I can't believe it. Just as magical as Goddess Frigg has said."
"Your words are too generous for a mundane person like me. The powers that I have now have all been blessed to me by the Goddess herself. I'm eternally grateful to her. However, please stay still for a few more moments and I will use my songs to heal you injury completely."
"Yes, about your songs though." Thor touched his chin thoughtfully "They have such a sad feeling to them. I'd like you to sing something more cheerful if you could."
"My deepest apologies, God Thor, but I'm afraid I am not in any mood for cheerful songs…" she blinked her tears away "For the person I love the most… might have broken his final promise to me…" Frija almost broke down when she spoke the words, which she had been denying all over, out loud.
Looking at her emotional breakdown, Thor decided to tell her something he only meant to say after she had healed him completely "Actually, I have something I meant to tell and show you as a reward for healing my injury. The man you're looking for, is actually still alive."
Frija looked at him as if he had just punctured another piece of iron into his head himself. "You must be jesting with me, God Thor." 'Please, don't get my hopes up' she thought to herself.
"No. I'm not joking. I was the one who brought him back here from Middle-Earth. He flowed down some river, which I had been resting and fishing. He was seriously injured, but not as deadly as my injury of course. He had been resting here for some time. Well, this information would considered to be a joke, if the man you are looking for is not called Thorin."
Thor's words resonated in her head. Yes, they made her remember how to hope again… even when there was one in one million chances. "May I, perhaps, see him please?"
"Yeah, sure" Thor called the servants to bring the man named Thorin in.
The servants returned after a few minutes, announcing the arrival of the new guest. Frija looked towards them in anticipation as the curtains were lifted.
She lifted her hands up to cover the gasp that escaped her mouth, tears filled her eyes and streamed down her cheeks "Thorin…" she whispered inaudibly, as if afraid that he would just disappear if she was any louder.
"…Frija" Thorin was surprised to find her where she was right now, but brushed the thought aside and smiled lightly "I'm back."
Frija threw her arms around his neck without any hesitation, crying into his chest "I'm not dreaming, am I? Please tell me you are not an illusion or a dream."
"No, Frija." he buried his face in her hair, to inhale her scent, his hand ran down her flowing hair. How he had missed her. How he had missed the feeling of having her in his arms "I'm still alive."
She continued crying into his chest, unable to find her voice anywhere to answer him. But he waited patiently for her sobs to die down as she used her hand to wipe away her tears. She looked at him and gave him the smile he has been longing to see all these days "You idiot, I can't believe you made me wait for such a long time. I was so worried."
Thorin would had bent down and kissed her out of her mind right there and right now, if he wasn't interrupted by a loud cough from Thor "*AHEM* I know how happy you are right now. But I would appreciate if you could finish healing me first." he smirked "I could give you a room later too if you want."
Frija blushed and apologized for her behavior and regained her composure. She took a deep breath to start singing. Yet, nothing came out from her. She tried to remember the melodies that she had been singing all these years, her mother's melody, but nothing came out. The only thing that she could think about is how happy and grateful she was that Thorin was still alive. She was snapped out of her daze when Thorin called her. She looked at him, shock visible on her face "Thorin… It seems that… I cannot remember any of the songs and melody… not even the ones closest to me…" she admitted grimly.
"WHAT?" Thor stood up in rage "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN'T REMEMBER?" thunder and lightning struck every time he spoke a word.
Frija closed her eyes tightly, trying to bring her mind to it, but no matter how hard she concentrated, nothing came to mind "I can't… I just can't…. Why? What should I do…?" she was shaking from how furious Thor was. What would she do, if Thor decided to punish both of them for this? She didn't want that. She was finally reunited with Thorin.
Feeling her fear, Thorin wrapped his arms around her shoulders, bringing her close "Shh, shh, Frija. It's alright" he patted her shoulder "We'll be alright. Here, I'll sing it with you, alright?" He smiled, entangling her fingers in his.
Billy Boyd ~ Last Goodbye~ watch?v=q8ir8rVl2Z4
I saw the light fade from the sky
On the wind I heard a sigh
As the snowflakes cover my fallen brothers
I will say this last goodbye
Night is now falling so ends this day
The road is now calling and I must away
Over hill and under tree
Through lands where never light has shone
By silver streams that run down to the sea
Under cloud, beneath the stars
Over snow and winter's morn
I turn at last to paths that lead home
And though where the road then takes me, I cannot tell
We came all this way, but now comes the day to bid you farewell
Many places I have been
Many sorrows I have seen
But I don't regret nor will I forget
All who took that road with me
Night is now falling so ends this day
The road is now calling and I must away
Over hill, and under tree
Through lands where never light has shone
By silver streams that run down to the sea
To these memories I will hold
With your blessing I will go
To turn at last to paths that lead home
And though where the road then takes me, I cannot tell
We came all this way, but now comes the day to bid you farewell
I bid you all a very fond farewell
Yes, everything would be alright now. Their journey had finally ended. They were finally home.
Although it was short, I hope you guy enjoyed the journey with my OC Frija.
I don't know how you guys felt when reading this chapter, but I cried a lot when writing it. I think it is best if you could have the soundtracks playing in the background all over when you read this story. So if you feel like it, please try reading it that way.
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PS: I'll be cosplaying Thorin this year, so if you want, please go to deviantart or worldcosplay websites to look me up =)))
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