THERE AND BACK AGAIN ° Nine Companions ° LOTR RPG

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I'm working very hard to make this RPG a nice place to post at. But still... Indil and I noticed that some things are not going well. I know I will sound demanding or anything but I actually don't feel very good. Besides, I discovered something about TABA that makes me very sad and angry.

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Well, that's all. I hope you will still be happy to post here...

Eärwen @ 11:57 p.m.
Thursday, February 6, 2003

Chip. Chip. I am chipping some wood to make some fire cause I am bored. Suddenly, a group of elves and one BEAUTIFUL elf came walking pass me and Merry. "Merry? Is that the Lady Galadirel?", I nudged Merry. "I think so, Pippin. Lets say hi! *to Galadriel and elves* Hello! I'm Merry Brandybuck of The Shire and this is Pippin Took of The Shire! Nice to meet you, your fairness!", Merry bows. He looks at me in a do-it look. Oh! I take a LONNNGGGG bow. "That is I, Pippin Took...a hobbit. Part of the fellowship...that is going with Frodo. To help him. Mordor...that is where we are going. Business and all...um, quest. Mission thing." Was I too informative? "Smooth...", Merry muttered. Galadriel smiled and greeted us. "Ah! Merry and Pippin of the Shire, glad to see you. Rest now, do not be troubled. Rest for you have a long road ahead little ones." She moves like an angel like in Bilbo's stories that I don't listen too. hm...Troubled? I am not...Where is Frodo and Sam? *panic* I look around and I see them! Ah here they come! Here they come...

Pippin meets HER @ 09:32 p.m.
Monday, February 10, 2003

I see her. She is the most beautiful, the most fairest, the most...wonderful elf...thing...living thing...I have EVER seen. Her beauty! Her radiance! My eyes are bewitched. I cannot take my eyes away from the glorious Galadriel (The elves say her name, so Gimli is bound to know that). Terrible is the words I have heard spit from the tongues of my foes, but terrible is the last thing I would describe her. Pity she's an elf...*sigh* She looks at me in her graceful and sort of haunting way and smiles shortly. She is being dragged away from me (led somewhere else by other elves) and I have this feeling of emptiness. I want to see her and be graced by her presence...yet...I...Am I not worthy enough? Never would an elf as...perfect as her EVER like me. Why have I fallen so? I look away and see another elf. Beautiful she was also, but not as perfect as the lady Galadirel. She runs into the tent of Aragorn. I see her hug him...Aragorn has a happy/fullfilled smile. I smile at this. So this is the lady Arwen he "secretly" loves and thinks about all the time. How sweet. A perfect moment. *sigh* What - !? Legolas!!!

Gimli sees HER @ 09:28 p.m.
Monday, February 10, 2003

Oh great ! This is REALLY great !! Why did she come here ? Couldn't she stay at Imladris with her father ?

I was making myself new arrows when the new of Lady Galadriel's arrival came to our camp. Not even fives minutes have passed that Arwen was there, running to Aragorn and jumping at his neck. I don't think the rest of the Fellowship heard what they said but their words reached my elfish ears, each one of them. Like daggers in my heart. I know I should wish happiness for Aragorn, even if I'm totally excluded of it. But I can't.

I threw my stuffs on the ground and walked to the tent, jostling Aragorn who was standing at its entry. With her.

Legolas is jealous @ 10:40 p.m.
Sunday, February 9, 2003

I heard the Elves saying that the Lady has returned to Lórien. I'm afraid. Ever since we got here, Gimli and Boromir have been telling me stories about her. They say she's sorcerous and that she can read hearts and see the future.

I really hope she won't think I'm threatening her woods. I mean no harm to her nor her people, but the Elves always push me aside. They think I'm evil because of the Ring. Maybe they're right... I feel my heart becoming darker each day, even under the golden light of Lórien.

Maybe the Lady can help me... Maybe I hope the stories Gimli and Boromir told me are true...

Frodo is afraid @ 01:48 p.m.
Sunday, February 9, 2003

We've already stayed for several days here, in Lothlórien. I would have us leave already and get on with our journey, but I must wait for the Lady Galadriel to come, as Lord Celebron says she'd like to talk to us.

Anyway, I don't have the heart to make our companions leave this small illusion of endless bliss they have here. They all seem happy here, as they slowly recover from their pain. Even Legolas seems less sad in here...

I was thinking this, when it was announced that the Lady had returned, and Arwen with her.

I was about to go look for her when I felt someone embracing me. It was her, my love. Lirimaerea Arwen, Mela en' coiamin... I whispered as I embraced her back. When we left Imladris I thought I'd never see her again, yet she was here, again in my arms. I should feel endless joy, yet, I don't... Why did you come, melamin ? It's too dangerous to travel now...

OOC: Elven phrases translation:
1) My lovely Arwen, love of my life...
2) My love
I guess I love elven phrases too, Kaoru !!! XD

Aragorn meets with Arwen @ 01:33 p.m.
Sunday, February 9, 2003

Arwen feels her heart race as they enter the forest. Elves gather around and help Galadriel off of her horse. Arwen gets off herself looking anxious. She scans the crowd for one familiar face. She sees her long ago childhood friend, Laria, and a few others, but not the face she is looking for. She pushes through the crowd to get to Laria.

Nae saian luume', Laria…[It has been too long, Laria]

The elven woman smiles and takes Arwen’s hand pulling her away from the crowd so they can better hear themselves.

Cormamin lindua ele lle, Arwen! Sut naa lle umien? [My heart sings to see thee, Arwen! How are you doing?] Arwen smiles and touches the woman’s shoulder, a sign of friendship and to quiet her.

A'maelamin—[My beloved-- (meaning she wants to know where Aragon is, but Laria cuts her off)]

Before she can finish her sentence the younger elf smiles and takes her hand.

Khila amin. [Follow me.]

Arwen obeys and follows her. They pass many trees and elves, she sees the dwarf Gimli and her heart nearly stops when she realizes where she is being taken to. She urges the tears down and tries to look strong. Laria stops and smiles at Arwen kissing her cheek.

Vanimle sila tiri, Arwen. Lissenen ar' maska'lalaith tenna' lye omentuva . [Your beauty shines bright, Arwen. Sweet water and light laughter till next we meet.]

Arwen smiles and rushes past her into an area with tents. She finally lays eyes on him, the one she had been thinking about since she had met him, Aragon.

Yallume! [At last! (I found you)]

She runs to him and embraces him tightly saying his name over and over again, not caring who sees them like this. Nothing matters now, Aragon is safe and with her.

Kaoru: Hello! Sorry for all the elvish dialogue! I just love that language. ^^;

Arwen is overjoyed @ 02:59 p.m.
Saturday, February 8, 2003

Galadriel smiles at Arwen leaning on the horse. The horse doesn’t seem to mind, eating out of its bucket happily. Galadriel walks up to Arwen and folds her hands, her white stallion ready to depart.

Arwen… Are you ready to depart?

Arwen turns sharply, surprised at her grandmother’s sudden appearance. She smiles softly and bows her head. She quickly mounts her horse and steers the horse out of the stable. Galadriel mounts and tells horse where she wants to go and it begins its trek to her home, Arwen’s horse following close behind. They ride for days, running their horses to the brink of exhaustion until they see the forest. Galadriel smiles and immediately gets enveloped in the forest, she feels what it feels and can also sense her people. She does catch that something is very wrong with the Fellowship, on has indeed fallen.

Mithrandir…

Galadriel finds the answer @ 02:34 p.m.
Saturday, February 8, 2003

The sound of voices around the tents made my mind return to reality. I stretched in my bed and decided to get up. I feet more rested but still worried and, sometimes, sad. But I tell myself it will be alright. That I will be alright.

I got dressed and went out the tent, braiding my hair. Everybody, except the Hobbits, were already awake. Aragorn was laughing, Boromir and Gimli looked very embarassed. Haldir was there too. He hangs a lot around our camp. I'm wondering what is going on ! Gimli seems to need exercise. Maybe I will ask him if he would like to go hunting in the woods with me. It would be a good opportunity for me to practice my archery !

I was about to ask Gimli when Lord Celeborn joined us. He invited us to share his breakfast. At the word, the Hobbits rushed out their tent and we all followed the Lord of Caras Galadhon. As soon as we were served, he announced us that Lady Galadriel would be back very soon.

And that Arwen would be with her.

Legolas can't believe it @ 10:45 p.m.
Saturday, February 8, 2003

Eomer has stayed at Meduseld those past few days, sending his riders to watch over our country for him. I'm glad he is there. He also does his best to never leave me alone in the same room than Grima. Eomer seems very worried about the presence of this man around our Uncle.

I've heard Grima's poisonous words. I didn't understand everything but I think he is trying to set my dear Uncle against the Riders of Rohan.

Last night, when everybody was asleep, I went to my brother's bedroom. He wasn't sleeping and I sat next to him, pulling my knees against my chest.

What can we do for our Uncle, Eomer ? Is there anyone in Middle Earth who could help us ?

Eowyn talked to Eomer @ 04:27 p.m.
Saturday, February 8, 2003

I decided to stick around the Fellowship's campsite for while. I had Rumil take my place gaurding for a while. I've never been so amused by a Man like this one. I found out his name...something like - Boaramiir. I don't know. Maybe I should ask him. No wait...it's embarrassing. I don't know how to pronounce a man's name...that's just -- so unlike me. I know so much. How could I not pronounce a name right?

And what is the Dwarf doing? Is he dancing with his axe or something? I heard Aragorn ask What's the special dance occasion? or something like that...I guess he is dancing. That's wierd. I've never seen a Dwarf dance. *_*

Haldir is still making fun of Boromir @ 09:36 a.m.
Saturday, February 8, 2003

Bloody hell, Aragorn got suspicious because of my restlessness! He asked me if I'm okay and I just snapped at him I'm fine, mind your own business!
I didn't want to be rude of course, but I absolutely feel NOT GOOD...

There's this Elf who 'welcomed' us standing around all the time. If I wouldn't know better I would think he's making fun of me! But maybe I should ask him for the bathroom...? No! That's embarassing, I'm the bloody Steward of Gondor, dammit!

Misa: Great entry, Dûnhir! XD *ahahaha*

Boromir gets more restless @ 03:17 p.m.
Saturday, February 8, 2003

Our stay at Lorien has been very peaceful and quiet. Legolas has been very tired for the past few days of our stay and he does not fight with Aragorn much anymore. Boromir seems to need to "use" something. I guess the elves are being very mean to not tell him "how" to use the bathroom. Poor chap! I am lying down on the very soft elven beds. I have to admit that elves have a nice way of life. In our dwarf houses, our beds were not as comfy. Hey! What can u expect. We do live under the ground!!! I don't know why, but I don't feel like sleeping. I never do. I just lie there with my eyes closed. I see Aragorn pass by my tent once in a while. Ah...I need to stop wasting time and start working on my shape. I am growing very restless. I need some action once in a while. *stands up and walks out of tent with axe* I have to practice on my pose. WHAT?! I need to look good when I fight. I mean, who else will show that axe fighting isn't just chomptie-chomp-wack! It needs very complicated wrist work! *practices wrist work* CRACK! Gosh! I need to move my wrist more...I'm getting very...less-flexable...I take my axe and start whacking around. *mumbles* Step 1, 2 3 and TURN! Step 3 4 5 and JUMP! *mumbles* What's the special dancing occasion?, I hear Aragorn's voice. Mordor...I have to start closing my mouth once in a while.

Gimli and axe dance @ 06:33 p.m.
Saturday, February 8, 2003

I watched Legolas fall asleep, in the way the Elves sleep. He was so exhausted, I decided to let him rest in peace. I stroked his hair softly and got up and out of the tent.

I wandered around Lórien. Gimli was asleep, and the Hobbits I didn't see. Maybe they're asleep too. I hope Frodo is alright, but I guess I'll see him in the morning.

I found Haldir standing around, making fun of Boromir, who seemed to be looking for something. Boromir, are you ok ? I asked.

Aragorn went for a walk @ 05:33 p.m.
Friday, February 7, 2003

I drank Aragorn's tea before resting back on my bed. I looked at him and smiled softly.

Thank you, Aragorn. And don't worry, I'm just very tired. What an Elf I'm making, don't I ?

He just nodded a little but didn't smile back. I sighed, feeling more relaxed and turned my head on the side. My eyes went blank as I turned my mind within me to rest but they didn't close. The four Hobbits find the Elves' way to sleep, eyes open, very funny. Gimli just thinks it's another of my kind's weird habits.

Legolas rests @ 11:11 p.m.
Friday, February 7, 2003

The Fellowship arrived at Lothlorien. The man with the reddish hair seems uneasy. He looks as though he has to go the the bathroom. I should tell him to just go anywhere (preferably by a tree)...I mean, we don't have toilets like the Men do. I supposed I should tell him sometime. Ha...actually, I'm not going to. I like to see him suffer. (Muahahahahaha...) Whoa, I can be so mean and snotty sometimes. All well. XD

Haldir is laughing at Boromir @ 03:32 p.m.
Friday, February 7, 2003

We arrived in Lothlorien, but I don't really like it here...I feel uncomfortable without any walls around me and a solid roof over my head. How can these Elves just LIVE like that? Phew...well, that's none of my business. I'll concentrate on my new task - cleaning my bag!
The inside is messy, I have to remove the rotten food that I overlooked at the bottom...*ugh* That's disgusting! If I was at home, Faramir would surely do that for me.

I was looking for the toilet, but I didn't find one in the whole area (I didn't want to go too far from our camp, I easily get lost. It took me ages to find that goddam Rivendell...*argh*). But I don't dare to ask the Elvenlady. It's emberassing.
Hm - wait! Maybe Elves don't even need toliets! *panic*

Misa: I read those new rules; well, don't you think you should give us the link to the site that stole/copied TABA? I mean ...I'd like to know WHAT was actually stolen, and the others would maybe also like to know. :)

Boromir feels uncomfortable @ 02:17 p.m.
Friday, February 7, 2003

I wish this didn't have happened... The Ring is such a heavy burden, though it has seemed to lighten in here. But I'm still so very tired... I don't think I'll be able to get to Mordor like this, and much less without Gandalf...

As I looked at Pippin, at Merry, at Sam... All of them, merged up in all this, but still able to see hope... to recognize happiness... I've only borne the Ring for a short time, but I already feel it killing every happy and nice memory I ever had... All I can think of now is about It, and the way it's consuming me...

Frodo wished @ 06:03 p.m.
Thursday, February 6, 2003

Legolas wants to leave... I hesistated, but then Legolas himself placed my hand on his forehead, and... He was burning !!!

Shh... Say no more now, though I'd rather that you wouldn't leave the Fellowship now... Lie down, I'll be right back. I said, as I gently pushed him down. Then I went to my pack to look for some medicinal herbs.

I made some tea and handed it to Legolas. Drink this, and if your fever does not cease, I'll call the Elvish healer... I said to him.

Aragorn doesn't want Legolas to leave @ 05:56 p.m.
Thursday, February 6, 2003

Aragorn sat on the edge of my bed. Still, he didn't touch me. Before, he was never afraid to brush his fingers against my hair or hug me in a friendly way. Now, he probably thinks I would imagine something else. But what he doesn't know is that his healer hands are the only things that would ease my pain.

You and I perfectly know there's no way to go back, Aragorn... Elrond said any of us could leave the Fellowship if they wanted. Maybe I should do that... Even if it's the last of my wishes.

I took his hand and placed it on my forehead. His palm was warm, so warm...

Legolas thinks about leaving @ 12:14 a.m.
Friday, February 7, 2003

Everyday my Uncle is growing weaker. His wardrobe hardly changes, his hair dirty, his nails growing longer by day. His face is full of even more wrinkles, he's unusually pale and sits at his throne all day. Not caring for his people. Not caring for his son, nor I and my sister, Eowyn. This has started happening ever since Grima came. It's him. I know it is. He speaks looks foul and speaks foul. My sister has even heard his poisinous words to the King. I hate him. He knows this, I think. He glares at me when ever I try to speak to my Uncle. Oh, he also has a special intrest in my sister. He looks at her with his lips curled whenever she passes by.

We need help...something is wrong. Very wrong.

Eomer is growing more suspcious @ 11:35 a.m.
Thursday, February 6, 2003

Pippin came running to me and asked for some bread. Lembas! Elven food. Legolas says that one bite can fill the stomach of a grown man!, I smile. I take a bite...I get a POW full of energy. Good stuff...I smile and hand some to Pippin. He takes it greedily and takes a bite. He seems to like it. I look out into the elven lights up the stair way and into the distance. I look up and I could still hear the lament of Legolas ringing in my ears. The grief is really strong. I hope Frodo deals with this the best he can. We need him. Without him, we have failed completely. I will not let this happen. I will not let my fellowship down...I am a dwarf! A dwarf that still breathes and came through Moria alive. I miss my cousin. I might sing for him, but I think I'll leave that to Legolas. I have a nice voice, but I must save it for some orc cursing! and I don't care how many orcs get cut from my axe, they will all be no comparison to the victory i will gain to help Frodo overcome this "one ring"..."one quest." I will do what I can to support my fellow partners in quest, fighters...friends...I put my hands around Pippin and smoke some weed and I smile into the distance. More lembas?, I offer some more to him and he takes it and trys to look at what I am looking, but I doubt he knows what i am looking at...I was imagining life without being appointed this quest. Nah...this is my destiny, whether I live or die. I'll do this...for my cousin and the dwarfs, the rest of my fellow fellowship and for Gandalf...You, Pippin...are very important you know? Pippin looks at me...gulps his food and says, "Really? You really think so? I mean, I have always been the "took" but if you think so...maybe I can do...good things!" I sigh, "You can. When the right time comes...we all can..."

Gimli and his thoughts @ 09:21 p.m.
Thursday, February 6, 2003

"Hey no problem Frodo-man!", I smile to Frodo. He gives us a nice comforting smile, but looks bothered. It is very hard for him. He cared for Gandalf so. I looked around uncomforably. Merry went back to his...doing and Sam went back to his. Frodo was dreaming and I had no thing to do. I walked away...I am still mouring over the death of Gandalf. What a shame. A real one. He wasn't very "cool" to me. My ears were like his favourite game. It HURTS. He would ALWAYS pick on me and Merry. What did we do? I mean, sure, we aren't always the best scouts, but what can I say...I'm not Bilbo Baggins. I'm a Took. Hm....doesn't sound right. I'm a TOOK! Hm...Fool of a Took!, Gandalf's words whisper at me. Oh Gandalf! I NEED someone to pick on me! It does me good. I think. I mean, disiplin is good. Food is good! I see Gimli at a corner as I walk around the Elven domes/corridors/realm...place. Is that BREAD!? I run over to Gimli! He was eating something. Hey Gimli!, I went over to him and gestured to the bread. He looked at me...

Kat B - Let me add this part! I have no idea what Gimli really was doing in Lorien. lol. So here goes my post!

Pippin is a took @ 09:13 p.m.
Thursday, February 6, 2003

Arwen felt something fade away from her being. She knew something terrible has happened; one from the Fellowship has perished. She cries out and clenches her heart leaning against a tree. She knows one has departed, but whom? She runs through the list of men from the Fellowship: there is Frodo, the Ring bearer with the greatest of all burdens; Sam, his gardener and best friend, the one that brings hope; Merry and Pippin, the two cousins who are a little silly, but will protect the Ring Bearer until the end; her beloved Aragon, the one true king; Legolas, a prince among elves and trusted of Arwen to protect Aragon; Gandalf the Gray, the most gentle and most fierce; Gimli, the dwarf with a sharp tongue and even sharper axe; and finally, Boromir, the human, the one that Arwen doesn’t trust completely. Who..? Who could it be? She suddenly finds herself in the same place where she had given Aragon her immortal heart. She bows her head in sorrow. She decides that she shall not loose hope, because in these times, hope is all they have left.

Her grandmother comes to her and comforts her in her own way, allowing her to go with her to Lothlorien. She hurries to her room grabbing her skirts, gliding up the stairs. She quickly takes off her gown and puts on her riding clothes. She hurries to the stables and readies a horse, strapping on the bags that she had the stable master pack before. She awaits her grandmother, pacing the length of the stables making the other horses impatient as well. She sighs and stops walking into the stall that has her horse in it. She leans on his side and closes her eyes.

Please, let him be alright…

Arwen worries for her lover @ 05:03 a.m.
Thursday, February 6, 2003

Galadriel bows her head.

Thank you for your kindness and I will talk to her.

She turns and leaves, looking for her granddaughter. She passes through the halls and meets no one. The moon is high in the sky and Galadriel smiles, her whole body seeming to glow with an inner light. She finds Arwen in a garden atop a bridge looking into the water. The girl turns and looks at Galadriel. The older woman smiles softly making out the wet trail of tears in the brilliant moonlight that play on Arwen's face.

Galadriel… Can you tell who it was? Was it Aragon?

She can see the girl’s inner torment and her heart goes out to her, but she cannot lie. She walks closer to her granddaughter and looks into the water, fish of all sizes dart around in the water. They look like quicksilver as they move through the water, lit by the moon.

I do not know if it was he or another. I am going back to Lothlorien.

Arwen looks up from her sadness and feels her heart go icy. She steps closer to the woman, a young fire in her eyes.

Take me with you. Please, I must know what has happened. I beg you…

Galadriel looks back down at the fish, her face takes a serene look, almost as if she did not hear Arwen. Arwen waits patiently while her grandmother reflects on her answer, hoping it will be the one she wishes for.

Yes, you may come.

Galadriel looks at the fishies @ 04:37 a.m.
Thursday, February 6, 2003

*fumes* A new rule has been added.

I ABSOLUTELY want that ALL of you REALLY check it !!!!

It's the last but one.

Btw, you can also visit this site. It should be interesting for everybody.

Sorry if I sound rude or anything but I'm kinda mad just right now.

Eärwen @ 01:20 p.m.
Thursday, February 6, 2003

Tricksy Elvses !!!!! We can't find where they took the Precious. We wants it !!! But the Elvses won't let us in the yellow woods. We don't want to go in there anyway, it burns us.

I saw one of the Elveses point his arrow at me, but we escaped. He almost killed us !!!!! We must get away now !!!

Gollum was pursued @ 04:39 p.m.
Wednesday, February 5, 2003

I never thought Legolas would be one to suffer so much. But he's a good actor, he almost fooled me. I've been so concentrated on helping Frodo, that I forgot I should worry about the rest of the Fellowship too, and Legolas in particular.

I'm sorry Legolas... I didn't know... I wish everything could go back to the way it was before... I said, but I knew that was not possible. I sat next to him, but I didn't touch him, because I didn't know if he'd accept my touch of comfort.

Aragorn wants to help @ 04:31 p.m.
Wednesday, February 5, 2003

I quickly wiped my tears as Aragorn came in the tent, calling my name softly. I'm alright I told him. He has too much worries now to add my pain to them. He sat on his bed, shaking his head. Aragorn knows me too much to not see I was lying. I had always thought that the feelings bonding me to him were just a deep friendship or a brotherly love but I had found out I was wrong the day he told me about his engagement to her... The day I realized I would lose him.

You... You know how much I was attached to Gandalf... I tried to explain. I just miss him a lot. And the Fellowship... I don't feel like being considered as a member of the Company. I'm only the scout, the one who watches for them...

New tears were running down my cheeks but I didn't stop them this time. I looked at Aragorn quickly. He was watching me, the Evenstar shining around his neck, mocking me.

And there's you, Aragorn... Everyday I try to do as if everything was alright, as if I had never said anything but... That's too hard. Just knowing you're around and... It's driving me mad !

I placed a hand over my eyes. My forehead was burning. Amin mela lle, Aragorn... Amin mela lle...

[OOC: Just a side note... Amin mela lle means 'I love you' in the Elfish language Sindarin. But I think it was pretty obvious. ^^;;]

Legolas is depressed @ 10:39 p.m.
Wednesday, February 5, 2003

"I, too, fear for the group. It is for that reason that I will stay in Rivendell. If they should need my help for some reason, I will be here as an option for them..." And for Arwen... Should she need me.

Elrond shook his head and put a comforting hand on Galadriel's shoulder, concern eminant in his eyes. He didn't explain why he looked concerned or for what reason.

"Before you go," he began, glancing at where Arwen had run off to. "Arwen would like to speak to you, or so she said when I informed her of your arrival. I think it would be best if you did speak to her, as well. She will probably open up more to you.

Elrond lowered his head slightly and stepped out of the way, making room for Galadriel to go see Arwen. "And when you are through, I will see you to your horse if you'd like."

Elrond answered @ 04:06 p.m.
Wednesday, February 5, 2003

The fall down was extremely long. The Belrog still attempted to finish me off, but he did not succeed. I defeated him, but I am not lost within the mountaints, in a place that I have never seen.

I seem to be growing weaker by the moment, as if the "light" its being sucked out of me. I hope the others are well.
Hey this is Maria. I'm just gonna keep blogging as Gandalf in his trasformation into "Gandalf the White". I'm gonna miss Gandalf the Gray lol

Gandalf gets blinded by light @ 07:42 p.m.
Tuesday, February 4, 2003

I still can't believe Gandalf is gone... In my mind, he's still beside us, here in the beautiful woods of Lórien. I miss him, I cried when the Elves were singing a lament for him... I didn't understand all of it, but the Elvish words capture the sadness I can't express in words...

Sam tried to make up his own song, and it was cute. My poor friends, why did they have to get mixed up with my destiny ? It's not fair for them to suffer like this... Sam, Merry, Pippin... I'm sorry... I said to them softly.

Frodo misses Gandalf @ 05:14 p.m.
Tuesday, February 4, 2003

I don't know why I feel so strange at sharing a tent with Legolas, we're almost like brothers, for I spent many years in Mirkwood with him. But it's different now, as his love for me is not that of a brother, and frankly, I don't know how I feel about him anymore...

The Elves were singing a lament for Gandalf, and yet, I could it was Legolas's voice which almost broke my heart. He excused himself and went to bed. Maybe I should have comforted him, though he wouldn't find any in me, except if I loved him back. I chose to walk instead...

I soon found myself in the garden where I first met Arwen. Arwen, vanimelda... amin mela lle... I whispered to myself, but the words sounded different now, as if they lacked meaning... What is happening to me ?

I returned to the tent after a long time of wandering. I thought Legolas would be asleep, for I knew he was weary and sad. But he wasn't, he was lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling, tears flowing from his eyes. Legolas...? I asked gently.

Aragorn grieves alone @ 05:06 p.m.
Tuesday, February 4, 2003

I have to share Aragorn's tent. Not that I complain about that but... I don't know if it will be good for me. I was about to ask Gimli or Boromir to exchange our places but as neither of them seem to like me that much, I don't think they would have accepted. Very well. I will take over me. As I have done since years. It won't break my heart more than it is already.

We finally were able to take baths and change clothes. The Lórien Elves brought food and drinks to our camp. We were sharing them when a voice as pure as crystal rose in the air. The song was expressing the pain we all felt. Mithrandir, Mithrandir, A Radir Vithren. Ú-reniathach i amar galen. I reniad lín ne mór, nuithannen. I looked at Aragorn, the only one besides me who could understand these words. He was listening, his face bent.

A Lament for Gandalf... I told the others softly. Merry asked what the song was saying. I have not the heart to tell you... For me, the grief is still too near... I answered.

I leant back against the tree behind me and my voice joined the song. I sang for Gandalf, my dear friend, the guide I had just lost. I closed my eyes and my voice broke as I felt the tears coming up. I stopped in a sob and stood up, saying I was going to bed. They wished me a good night and I went in the tent. I collapsed on my bed, sadness overtaking me.

I already knew I wouldn't rest this night.

[OOC: The song lyrics are from the FOTR soundtrack. It means : 'Mithrandir, Mithrandir O Pilgrim Grey. No more will you wander the green fields of this earth. Your journey has ended in darkness'. Mithrandir is the name given to Gandalf by the Elves.]

Legolas sang for Gandalf @ 11:03 p.m.
Tuesday, February 4, 2003

New archive is here.

Hum... Just a little thing... When you post, don't forget the name of your character in your signature. ^^;; Because if one day the icons disappear, we won't know who posted what. Thank you. You are all wonderful ! XD

Eärwen @ 10:59 p.m.
Tuesday, February 4, 2003

Intruders entered the woods today. There was loud breathing. My brothers and I heard and found them...an Elf, two men, a dwarf and some little people. I believed them to to be children at first. Aragorn said they were called 'Hobbits'. I have never heard of them...
I have just led Aragorn and his compainions to Caras Galadhon. Only because Aragorn wouldn't shut up! GRR!!! He got on my nerves...as I said a Dwarf was with them. A very stupid Dwarf. Not that any of them aren't stupid. But, this one really got my temper going (alot more then Aragorn). He spoke rudely to me. I feel sorry for Legolas. Acutally, I feel sorry for all of them. They are lucky Aragorn and Legolas are with them. The Dwarf was not the only problem. One of the Hobbits was carrying the One Ring. I told them they were not welcome :
You bring great evil...
was just one small portion that I said to them. I wonder what Lady Galadriel will say to them.

Haldir is angry at the Dwarf @ 04:34 p.m.
Tuesday, February 4, 2003