Anarawn- IV

Chapter 6: Lothlorien

Fast, they travelled, for a night, towards Lothlorien. When they reached the Lorien woods, they were sent for and greeted by messengers.  Swiftly, Aldermund & company went to the halls of Lothlorien to meet Lady Galadriel.

"Vedui' il'er (Greetings.)
Saesa omentien lle Heru en amin (Pleasure to receive you here my lord).
Arwenamin Galadriel merna ele lle e' sen. (Lady Galadriel would like to see you.)
Ron esta sinome e Lothlorien (Your company will rest here in Lothlorien.)
Sana Arwenamin yassen lle. (Please take my lady along with you.)"

said the maiden waiting in the hall.

Aldermund helped the girl up as she was already awake and they followed the maiden along the long spiral stairs of stars winding around the hundreds years old trees, towards the chambers of Lord & Lady of Lothlorien. It seemed as though the stairs were higher, when being held back by a weak mortal human who seemed only to be vaguely aware of the stairs she was taking.

"...."

With a soft ruffle of clothes, the girl fell out of consciousness again & nearly fell off the edge of the flight of stairs that she was taking. Aldermund caught her on time to not let her fall off and perish then and there, after they have traveled far from Mirkwood to Lothlorien. Spare could not the time, Aldermund carried the girl to the chambers himself, following the maiden.

When they reached the chambers, Aldermund saw Lord & Lady of Lothlorien on their chairs facing him. With a soft nod, Lord of Lothlorien greeted him. Gracefully, Lady Galadriel came down from her chair to take the girl from Aldermund's arms. He gave way and bowed Lady Galadriel as she took the girl, Anarawen.

She led Aldermund into another room, where she laid down the girl on a white marble pedestal-like stone. She poured water from a silver bowl, into the thin grooves along the edges of the marble bed. The water in the grooves, have turned silver, under the moon light. Finally, with a soft glance upon him, Lady Galadriel said,

"My Lord, I will cure her. Please rest well in your chambers, as this is not for the eyes of those that are not magical."

Not showing his hesitance & reluctance to leave, he bowed and exit the room softly. Thinly in air, he heard Lady Galadriel whispered,

"Weary not My Lord, for I will use my power to save this innocent being, one that has interwoven fates with my kin."

Aldermund looked up at Lady Galadriel, to meet her piercing eyes reading through him as she stared at him with her silver gleam of a gaze. Though Aldermund could not discern the meaning of it all, he bowed again & backed out of the room as he wishes to question not the word of wisest lady of his kind, at this important time. He traced back unto the stairs towards his chambers and laid his head to rest for the time being, for he had not the power to change her fate now.

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Anarawen- III

Chapter 5: I am..


When Thranduil and Aldermund arrived at the chamber where the girl laid dying, the great elven wizard Arcamenel was attending to the girl. Arcamenel took a cloth from the maiden holding a bowl where the cloth had been soaked, put it on the girl’s forehead and murmered something inaudible. Then he turned to Thranduil & Aldermund saying:

What troubles her is not in our power to fend off. Great power could only be vanquished by an equal. The Lady of Lothlorien may help her.

Aldermund glanced upon the pale girl with pity. Fate does not seem to be on her side. When Aldermund looked up on his father, Lord Thranduil, he spoke:

Take her to Galadriel. Help, we shall for fate has given her to us. Swift foot warriors will travel before you set out with the girl to Galadriel. Travel fast & travel light with some companions and maidens, for she has no time to loose.

Aldermund looked into his father's wise eyes and spoke not, for this time again, he found no words. At that instant, they heard a murmur from the girl:

Where... am I... ?

Amazed, they all turned to the girl, fully awake, on the bed, with a pale face and weak posture. Her eyes were wide with perplexity and wonder. Arcamenel spoke softly:

You are in Mirkwood, the land of wood elves. Fear not, for you have no enemy here. We seek only to save you.

Aldermund spoke, hoping the girl would have saved her memory.

What is your name, Arwenamin (my lady)..?

The girl looked up at him, and once her eyes locked into Aldermund's, she uttered:

My lord, I am Anarawen, daughter of Eldalote Sáralondë, Lady of Helcaraxë. I couldn't show enough gratitude for saving me from mortal danger.

Adermund found no answer for her yet he couldn't turn away from her gaze. As he looked at her with kindness, he realized the light in her eyes were fading slowly. She passed out of consciousness before he could speak. Lord Thranduil spoke:

Helcaraxë?.. She couldn't have meant the cold desolate plains..? There are living beings..? Aldermund, if fate permits, she must be saved. Prepare for journey and set out before dusk.

As Thraunduil blurted these words, Aldermund looked into his father's eyes. They were intent, yet secret lies beneath them and they questioned him. Aldermund couldn't stand his father's unspoken questions and as he swayed his eyes again to the girl, he said:

Yes.. my lord.

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Need inspiration again. =D

Anarawen- II

Continuance of the fan-fiction, Untitled Part 1 (2003)... Inspired by the elves in Lord Of the Rings.
I know it might be too romantic. But I was ~17 when I wrote the first part.
Happened to continue only now. I don't know why I set this aside after the first part.
So.. =P enjoy. And I do hope you would. ;)

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Chapter 3: "The Blue Eyes.."

neuma.. neuma... neu..

Aldermund leaned closer to listen to the girl. He was astonished by the fact that the girl half-conscious in his arms was speaking elvish.

Trap?.. She was in mortal danger. Yet she seems too fragile to be fending off even a troll alone in this desolate land & her unseen wounds are not the works of a troll. Where are her companions? Who was she trying to warn?

While Aldermund was deep in his thoughts, the girl opened her crystal blue eyes which were strangely the same shade as his. And as he looked into them he saw middle earth in great times, filled with joy & peace & love. Aldermund spoke softly to not startle the girl.

What is your name Arwenamin (my lady)?..

The girl moved her lips as if she was speaking, yet it was not with a sound visible even to Aldermund's elven ears. The girl's eyes swayed not from Aldermund's, wide and puzzling as if she was trying to communicate. In a flicker of moment, those pale bluish eyes, desperately trying to depict a sentence, turned muddy brown as if a stream has been stained with blood. Little by little, the brownness seeped in with the swiftness of a tide; and in a moment, her eyes had completely turned into the shades of topaz. Her eyes closed again after her eyes changed color and she had fallen back again into deep sleep.

What kind of unforgiving dark magic would make this girl suffer by denying an Elf's immortal grace...? I must take her to Mirkwood. Though Heruamin (my lord) had forbidden the passage of travelers to our realms, this is not the matter of a simple wanderer in the woods.

Aldermund wrapped the girl with his green hooded cover, to ensure the cold would not take her before he could unveil the sorcery that had caused this. A trained hunter & a seasoned warrior with the strength of an elf, Aldermund was immune to the cold winter. Wasting not a moment, Aldermund rode off into the blizzard with the girl in his arms completely covered from the seething snow.



Chapter 4: "Mirkwood"


Aldermund rode past the journey of a night in a stride, east to the mountains. He approached the guarded gates of Mirkwood in the dense forest before dawn. There came a sound that only his keen elven senses could hear.

Ya tula sinome? (Who comes here?)

He answered instantly fearing time was of utmost treasure and it was about to be lost forever.

Aldermund.. Amin caela ve' edan yassen amin (I have a human with me.).. Re anta tua .. (She needs help)

The voice only of a whisper to common ears answered:

Lle aa' auta.. (you may go)

Aldermund passed the gates quietly with swiftness, and reached the halls of Mirkwood. There stood his father Thranduil, the ruler of Mirkwood with his gaze upon Aldermund. He carried the girl into the halls. After a glance upon her, Thranduil spoke to the elven maidens standing in the hall:

Take her to a chamber & let our elvish cures save her. May comfort and rest be with her.

As the maidens took the human girl and disappeared, Thranduil turned to Aldermund. Though softly he spoke, his words were as hard as the blades wrought by dwarfs.

You have broken our law, my son. To break your own law, is to break your own horse. It is beyond absurd. Have you no reason? Have you the urgent matter for such defiance?

Kneeling in front of his father, Aldermund spoke:

My lord, I meant not to defy my King and the law you've set. But this human girl, is under the spell of a great dark wizard. I found her unconscious in the blizzard of the woods in the mountains. I had not the heart to leave a dying being. Though my purpose was to help her, it was not to lead her into Mirkwood. Even an elven grace could not help her.

Thranduil set his eyes upon Aldermund & waved the elves in the hall out, saying:

Help, we shall, for we are not the kind that destroys life & fate. But she must be on her way afterwards. Kneel not my son, for I have no anger for what you've done.

Aldermund nodded his head, for he found no reason to argue with the words. He stood up and glanced into his father's wise eyes.

Now, let us meet our curers to tell what you have seen in that human child.

Led by the King Thranduil, Aldermund left the halls towards the chambers of elven physicians. Though trying hard to forget what he had seen, he had the endearing care for the human girl. He wondered whether she could still be saved for no dark spell he had heard of had been powerful enough to shield a immortal grace.


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Kind of tired now. Will continue later on. I don't mind if you say the story is horrible. I just really want to finish what I started. I love LOTR. ;) 15/1/2013