Summary: Songfic to Long Time Traveler by The Wailin' Jenny's watch?v=-UNT3poCd6U Arwen finds herself in another world. Rated K+ by Caitie (Arwen & Legolas)
March 15, 3019
Everything was black. The faint whisper of rushing water was the only thing Arwen could hear in the emptiness. It filled her ears and reminded her of home, memories of playing in the waters of Imladris flitted behind her closed eyelids. The sound of the water grew louder as if it was moving closer to her until it was pounding in her ears. She felt the soft touch of grass under her hands and feet and felt a cool wind brush over her body.
Her eyes opened and all she could she was white light so bright she thought she might go blind. Slowly the white turned to blue and green. The bright blue of a summer sky and the vibrant green of a lush forest cleared into view. Her fingers fisted in the long grass she laid upon, pulling it out of the earth and up before her eyes. "Where am I?" she whispered.
Arwen sat up and as she rose she felt the weight of years she'd lived lift away from her, her body so light that she felt as if she could almost fly. She looked to her left and sure enough there was the water, a massive waterfall cascaded over a cliff into a pond below. It was not a river like most waterfalls but a pond with nowhere for the water to go. But the pond was clear that it seemed undisturbed by the waterfall. To her right was a wall of trees, their thick trunks climbing high into the sky.
How had she gotten here? She was at a loss of words but her minded wandered deep trying to remember. She felt a sting in her shoulder, and in her chest and stomach. As she blinked she saw a knife slide across her throat and when she opened her eyes she a white city above her and felt stone steps beneath her. She felt the blood drip down her neck and saw the face of a child above her. It all came back to her in a tidal wave of pain.
The land around her came back into view leaving the city and blood in the back of her mind. Arwen's hand rose to her throat, there was nothing there but she knew there had been. "Alida," she said quietly. "Leonid." Her heart clenched at the thought of her children, bringing tears to her eyes. She rose to her feet, the tears continuing to trail down her face.
Her bare feet carried her mindlessly towards the trees. The weightless white dress wore fluttered around her in the cool breeze as she started to run. She wound the trees looking for something, anything that could bring her home again. The forest blurred around her as she ran without thinking through the woods. Her tears had finally started to subside when she broke out into a clearing. She stopped suddenly and her heart stopped for a moment with her. Sunlight streamed down into the clearing making his hair glimmer like pure gold. Her knees quivered as his bright blue eyes met hers and she felt herself start to cry anew. "Legolas," she whispered as her legs gave out. He ran to her and knelt on the ground beside her, holding her in his arms. She pulled his arms tighter around her and fell into his body. Her cries turned to sobs as cradled her against his chest. "You're here," she said through her tears. "You're real."
Legolas stroked Arwen's hair as he held her in his arms. 'Nothing could feel this good and be this wrong,' he thought to himself, as he held onto his wife. As Arwen's tears dried and pains of memories of her past life faded from her mind. Her soul ached and she held onto him tighter. "I'm here," he whispered into her ear. He kissed her forehead and held onto her tighter. "But you shouldn't be."