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Chapter 2

A dreary feeling had settled over the company, as elven voices were lifted in mournful song as they left their home. An only home for some, a mixture of bitter sweet joy. Leaving their only known home, to go to that of their forefathers.

"Don't you know any cheerful songs?!" Gimli exclaimed. "This is all so depressing!"

"We are leaving our only known home, master dwarf," Galion said.

Gimli grunted at the reply. "At least you have your family. I am leaving behind family and home."

Galion gave the dwarf a smile, he knew it took great strength to leave his own kind behind to go with a friend. He doubted he could do the same himself.

"I wish Aragorn was with us," Gimli said, looking up at his elven friend.

"As do I," Legolas said. "But, alas, he is gone. Mortal lives are but fleeting, but what an impact they can make in such a short time."

Gimli ducked his head quickly as a tear fell for his departed friend, for the fellowship that had been formed long ago, to save this world. For all of those gone from that time, he cursed fate under his breath, why did it have to bring such pain?

….

Dark robes pressed against him, as he struggled to see the casket of his departed friend. The King of Gondor looked peaceful as he lay in the coffin, hands folded over the sword on his chest. He had lived a long life, a good one. From lonely Ranger, to King. But the dwarf and elf who now stood beside him, would always remember him as one of the greatest friends.

"Can't cry here," the dwarf muttered under his breath. He looked up at his elven friend, expecting to see a blank expression in the sight of all these mortals. Instead, what he saw shocked him. Tears trickled down the elf warrior's face, his head bowed, as he softly spoke to the Ranger and King.

Across from them, on the other side, stood two figures. Hoods pulled up to hide their faces. But Gimli knew who they were, the adopted older brothers of Aragorn, warriors in arm, and sons of Lord Elrond. Elladan and Elrohir.

As all mortals left, only five stood standing. The two last companions of the fellowship, two brothers, and a son.

"He will never be forgotten," Gimli said aloud. "Aragorn, son of Arathorn. Our friend." As the last word escaped, he quickly ducked his head to hide his face. A gentle hand was rested on his shoulder.

"There is no shame to weep for your friend," Legolas told him.

A relief flooded over Gimli, and he felt a sob rising. He took one last look at his friend, before the men came and covered the coffin. Taking one of his greatest friends away, forever.

…

Gimli was interrupted from thought, as a cheerful voice broke through his haze. Legolas was singing, and not one of the elven songs. Gimli looked up at his friend, "Where did you hear that song?" He asked.

"You don't remember?" Legolas questioned. "It is a song Merry and Pippin sang at the tavern, right after the war ended."

"You sing their songs?"

"Well, of course," Legolas replied. "What better way to keep their memory alive? Besides, I think it's quite a cheerful tune."

"I guess so," Gimli said, before joining in on the song making the elves in earshot, turn to see what uncanny noise that was. A mixture of elven voice, and a gruff sounding dwarf, trying to sing a tune of the Shire.

A few elves covered their ears, while others smiled, and laughed, even a few trying to join in.

….

"Nana."

"Yes, Legolas?"

"What is that song your singing?"

"It's a song my mother sang to me."

"Oh, well, it's pretty. Can you teach it to me?"

"Of course," Legolas's mother replied. She set aside the papers she had been looking over for Thranduil. Legolas climbed up on her knee, leaning back against her as she started the song up again.

Underneath the Willows, and starry nights

With the soft whispers of the wind

I stand by you, the moon above us

All of our troubles left behind

The world around us tumbles on

With war, and death

But even with this

There is a light, a hope, with you by my side

A simple smile, a little laugh, the twinkle of a star

with so many memories in its eye

As long as you and I are together,

and hope remains, not all shall be lost

As long as the sun shines, as long as the stars' twinkle,

and even when that passes

I promise to watch over you, and stay by your side

….

"What's that song?" A voice said, breaking the trance of the song Legolas sang had created. They had been traveling for a few days now, almost reaching the end of the Mirkwood Forest. Every sight, every smell, every sound bringing back memories. Some he had not felt this strong for years, why now? When he was leaving? The bad and the good, the bittersweet.

"It's a song my Nana taught me," Legolas replied after a moment.

"Well, I find it depressing. Why don't you sing one of those hobbit songs again?"

"Later," Legolas said, stopping next to a stone statue. An elf maiden, almost life like in the dark forest. As if at any moment, she could move, or speak. "My father had this made," Legolas told Gimli. "After my mother was killed. He set it here, so anyone who entered or left the forest would be reminded of her."

"She was beautiful, almost as much as Lady Galadriel," Gimli commented.

"More so in my eyes."

Gimli grunted, "Everyone says that about their Mother."

"I'm sure they do," Legolas said, a smile appearing on his face, the first that day.

As the two continued on, Legolas turned to take one last look at his home. And the stone statue watching over it.

I wasn't sure about adding in Aragorn's funeral, tell me what you think. Was it okay? I thought I would throw in a little of Gimli's point of view, and see how it turned out.

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