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You must, however, promise to pay my home the honour of a visit, if but for a short while,вЂќ Legolas said.

вЂњAs am I I make but a quick stop as I journey on. I am merely visiting LГіrien for the time being.вЂќ вЂњThough that may be true, I do not live here but in Imladris. вЂњBut it is not too far from here,вЂќ Legolas said. вЂњYou live in Mirkwood? I have not yet travelled so far as to find myself there,вЂќ Amaruil replied, ignoring his compliments as she sought for solid ground upon which to stand in their conversation. The Lady Galadriel pales in comparison, like a fading star.вЂќ вЂњIt is true that I live in Mirkwood, but I will not agree with your sentiment, for in your eyes I see the green of the fresh spring leaves and in your hair richer colours than I have observed in many years. You truly are a вЂnoble beautyвЂ™ and one that I count myself lucky to have met.вЂќДЄ faint blush tinged AmaruilвЂ™s cheeks but she answered, вЂњYou cannot have been in Caras Galadhon long then, for surely whatever beauty I hold is dimmed by that of the Lady of Light.вЂќ вЂњYes your name rings true Amaruil,вЂќ he said, вЂњfor I know that I have never seen an elf-maiden as radiant as you. вЂњWhat is your name?вЂќ she asked eventually. вЂњIt is true the forests of LГіrien are truly enchanting,вЂќ Amaruil agreed as she gazed at the star-speckled sky. вЂњPlease, I did nothing extraordinary mayhap it was the beauty of the view that lifted your spirits,вЂќ he replied modestly. вЂњLe hannon,вЂќ she murmured, вЂњyou have somehow set my mind at ease.вЂќ At the very least, take heart from the fact that it has not come to pass, and make as much the time given to you as possible.вЂќДЄmaruil turned to him with a small smile and sighed quietly. Everything happens for a reason and perhaps this will benefit Ennorath more than we can appreciate in this moment.

Into the west lord of the rings how to#

вЂњI do not know how to comfort you,вЂќ he admitted, вЂњapart from to tell you that it may be her destiny. вЂњAnd you fear what is to become of her,вЂќ he stated. вЂњHe is mortal?вЂќ the elf asked incredulously. This choice will destroy her though, for he is but a mortal man.вЂќ вЂњBut it is not just any love she knows that he is right for her, just as we all do. вЂњMy closest friend is in love,вЂќ she stated quietly as the elf beside her sat silently, patiently waiting for her next words. вЂњNevertheless, share it with me and I will endeavour to release you of your troubles.вЂќДЄmaruil paused for a moment as she studiously examined her hands, deciding whether or not to tell this stranger.

вЂњI do not think that it is in anyoneвЂ™s power to relieve me of this burden,вЂќ she replied. вЂњIs it in my power to lighten your burden?вЂќ he asked, making Amaruil laugh dryly. вЂњI have no objection to your presence I was merely warning you that I am disinclined to converse today.вЂќ вЂњPlease do not leave on my account,вЂќ Amaruil said. вЂњI did not realise- I can only assume you must not want me here-вЂќ he said, his words tripping over each other as he made to stand up again. вЂњOh forgive me!вЂќ he cried as he glanced at Amaruil. вЂњForgive me but I fear I will make for poor company my thoughts are much occupied elsewhere, you see,вЂќ she murmured. вЂњLe suilon,вЂќ said a quiet voice as someone sat down beside her.ДЄmaruil turned to the elf and smiled weakly. It did not matter whether she travelled to the Undying Lands or not, once Aragorn had died, AmaruilвЂ™s dearest friend would never be the same. A single tear fought its way out from under her lashes as she mourned her friend. She sighed as she thought of the doom Arwen had chosen, clouding the sky like the slowly spreading black, but this time without even a speck of starry hope to lighten the inky gloom. (ELROND AND LEGOLAS JUST DESERVE TO BE HAPPY).Amaruil gazed out over the forest which surrounded her, spreading out over the hills to create verdant undulating waves and ripples the setting sun warmed her face as she watched the shadows lengthen slowly and the sky shift from a pale blue through to a myriad of pinks and purples before a tiny streak of black began to leak across the darkening sky. They weren't supposed to end up being each other's home. He is leaving Middle-Earth forever, but perhaps he has this one last journey in him, to help this fragile elf remember who he is and bring him home.

Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-ConД®lrond is gifted a broken slave from Arwen and Aragorn- a slave that Arwen wants him to bring with him into the West.

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