I woke up and put on the clothes that had been laid out for me the night before. I was going to be wearing brown boots, green leggings, a white shirt and a brown vest. I looked in the mirror. I looked like fucking Legolas except midget sized with curly blonde hair. The large brown eyes that normally everyone complimented me on because of how clear and shiny they usually were, looked back at me, scared and confused. I let out a choked sob and fell back on my bed. I lay there sobbing for about 20 minutes before I got back up and started to walk to the door. Unfortunately I was still trying to wipe the tears off of my face and ended up running into the corner of my vanity, making me cry again. It must've been another five minutes until I completely stopped crying, and finally I pulled back my hair, grabbed my small shoulder bag that contained what was left of my life, and made my way down to the dining hall. Only Frodo, Gandalf, and a couple of guards were there. I looked out the windows and saw that from the way the light looked outside, it was probably a little late for breakfast. Glorfindel was one of the guards.
"Are you going to come down to the gate with everyone else to say good bye?" I asked. He turned slowly to look at me before replying.
"No I have a very urgent message to send so I'll be leaving later on today. I also have some other things to take care of. I will be quite busy," He said in a rush. I was hurt that he wasn't going to see me off. He stood up.
"In fact, I'm afraid I must be leaving right now."
"Okay," I said, trying not to cry. Glorfindel and Rana had been my only friends here, and out of the two of them, he had been the only one I could really talk to. I threw myself into his arms before he had a chance to say anything. "Thank you so much for everything!" I cried, my voice muffled. He gently pushed me away so he could look into my face. He smiled and kissed my cheek lightly.
"Le annon guren," he whispered, then spun on his heel and left. I can't even describe how alone I felt right then. I was stuck here in Middle Earth. I had no friends or family, and the closest thing I had to that here was Glorfindel, and the next time he saw me I would probably be laying in a box. I turned around. Some of the guards had seen, but they quickly looked away, talking amongst themselves. Only Gandalf and Frodo were still staring at me. Gandalf looked at me with a pitying sigh, and Frodo's mouth was still hanging open.
"What?" I asked. "What did he say?" Gandalf sighed again and seemed to think carefully, puffing slowly on his pipe.
"Let's just say," he began, smoke filtering out through his nose and mouth, "That that man cares for you more than you will ever know." I looked behind me at the entrance to the dining hall.
"Oh I think I know," I said softly. Rana interrupted me from my thoughts. She ran down the dining hall and flung herself at me.
"Rana," I half cried and half laughed. Rana had been crying it was obvious and she handed me a tiny silver necklace on which hung a delicate glass cherry blossom. It was so tiny and perfect and I put it on right away. I had been practicing what I wanted to say all week and I hoped I wouldn't say the wrong thing.
"Hebithon ant gîn nen guren. Uir ce vellon nîn," I continued. Rana looked amazed by my new phrases and her eyes shined as I went on, "Boe i bedin." I wiped a tear from my cheek and Rana was trying to hold her's in, but eventually we both gave in fell upon each other crying. I sniffled as I noticed Gandalf and Frodo gather their things. Frodo patted my hand as he walked by and Gandalf nodded to me.
"Namaarie, mellonamin," she said softly, "Cormlle naa tanya tel'raa." I gave her one last hug, and then I ran to catch up with Gandalf and Frodo. The entire Fellowship was waiting at the gates for me. I thought back to the movies and the books. This was where it ended for me. I was never going to make it. I was going straight to my death. The citizens of Rivendell also crowded around us to watch us leave. Arwen and Aragorn broke away from each other and he touched something hanging around his neck, but I couldn't see what it was. I walked alongside Pippin and the other hobbits. I couldn't survive this. But I had to for now, because they actually needed me. I had spent four months getting to know these people, and I actually liked them. I was going to do everything in my power to make sure everything goes exactly how it's supposed to. I glanced at Pippin, who squeezed my hand when he saw the worried look on my face. I smiled down at the youngest hobbit. He looked so sweet and innocent, like he really believed that we would all make it through this. Maybe we all would. But I knew that now this was my life. This was my duty. Protect the people of Middle Earth. I didn't know how the hell I was going to do it, but I was going to try my hardest. The Fellowship started to move, and we were leaving Rivendell.