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 RE: The Darkening of Mirkwood
on: November 22, 2005 11:18
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Elladan looked to Sarac, "neither am I, I just wish to tell you this..." he shot a glance past the elf, to the strange man and the child that sat perched watching their every move. Elladan's heart saddened, "your son deserves the very best Sarac...I just wanted to tell you that." He smiled, "I will be leaving Mirkwood as well...some things take time and solitude to be looked beyond. To me the love of a child is a sacred thing, and to voluntarily walk away from that love without good cause...is....deplorable." Walking away from them he turned one last time, "I owe you many things Sarac, thank you for what sacrifices you have made."
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((another MASSIVE co-post btw K & L))
Elwyn smiled up at Thorongil, "good morning my love." A gentle breeze blew by them, adding a hint of cool in contrast to the heat of the morning sun. The elven escorts stood behind the pair, their banners
held high so as to add a beautiful silken backdrop. Arwen and Aragorn stood at the head of the Commencement, watching both with wide smiling faces. Elwyn looked around the crowd, glancing anxiously...hoping upon hope that by some sheer chance she would catch the faces of her friends. That they had caught on the couples idea and followed after them...but nay, none stood in the midst Of strangers face. Looking back to her beloved she smiled, allowing her hands to creep slowly into his.
"Slept well?" he asked her as his fingers caught hers. The ceremonial part of the day had begun. And as the sun finally burst through and bathed the citadel in a golden light, Thorongil ran away to the tree Aragorn had appointed, and there he found what he had made, a long time ago. He took it up and ran back to Elwyn, his fair Elwyn.
Unfurled it.
"It's a banner," he smiled shyly. On it stood a single silver leaf, and a star carried by an eagle in the night. "It's for you, Silverleaf, " he said and offered it to her.
She gazed on the banner, bringing up a hand to slowly trace the leaf with her fingertips. Looking to Thorongil her eyes filled with tears, "it's beautiful." She wiped her eyes dry, then took the banner in her hands and held it close. The sweet smell of spring flowers grew as the heat of the sun danced over the plains. The king stepped forward.
"I'm glad you like it."
He took yet another of the white flowers of the Tree and put it in her hair. Then he took over the banner again. "I'll carry it for you. For a while, at least." He threw a quick glance over his shoulder, down the seven levels of the city, to where the River made his way around the Pelennor. Many men were there, working on something. They were short on time, so they hurried as ants. Thorongil smiled nervously. "Shall we marry now?" he asked.
Elwyn nodded without a word, turning her head to look at the face of Aragorn as he continued to walk toward them. Together her and Thorongil strode forth to meet the King and stood still before him as the sun crested high in the sky. All grew quiet, the song in the background died into a whisper and then faded into nothingness…it seemed even the sparrow in the air had stopped singing to watch. Elwyn could feel her heart beating, it pounded mercilessly within her chest causing her to place a gentle hand upon her breast in an attempt to calm herself. She blushed lightly, looking up into the eyes of the man she would soon wed.
The King placed one hand on Elwyn's shoulder, the other on Thorongil's. The Elves with their banners walked up and halted behind the two. The wind ceased. As a small cloud flew past the top of the mountain, the wedding ceremonial began. Thorongil smiled at seeing his beloved blush, but he felt his heart going fast as well. " It is a nice day for a wedding," Aragorn began, " and I am honored to wed these two, friends of old and born for each other."
Elwyn and Thorongil looked to one another, sharing a smile before turning back to the King. Aragorn looked to each and smiled as well, "would you both please take a step forward, then face one another?"
They did so and the King grinned, taking Elwyn's hand into his own he kissed it before placing it at rest in Thorongils.
"The Valar have lead you together in a union that shall not be tarnished over time nor over age, though at times you may grow weary you will both rest in the knowledge that forever shall your souls be joined."
Thorongil nodded, as if he knew.
The King went on.
"And even though time passes quickly, that time you will be together, as you have chosen. And there will be no one, be it man, Elf or Vala, who can take that from you, as you are bound before Eru, who is one, and there are none who stand above him. I speak in his name when I declare you husband and wife now."
Aragorn gave them both a warm look.
The world seemed to go on again. A bird continued a song. The surrounding people clapped their hands and threw flowers. Thorongil turned to Elwyn, his Elwyn, the Elwyn he had met long, long ago. He took her hand into his and stooped a small kiss on it. Then he kissed her, and his heart felt like it stopped beating for a short moment.
Thorongil leaned in, wrapping his arms around her then kissing her lips. She returned the kiss happily, feeling as though one of the Mithrandir’s fireworks had exploded within her heart. As they pulled away from one another the mass of watching people began clapping for them. Faces lit with cheer and merriment allowed the couple to feel even more at home than they would perhaps anywhere else. Elwyn’s hand found his, fingers intertwined…she was her husband. Husband!!! She smiled widely. They had finally done it.
He felt alive. More alive then he had felt ever before, as his hand captured Elwyn's. The swans threw one last gaze upon the happy couple, then spread their wings and flew up, over the ridge and down to the golden fields and to the River. There they stooped down again, their elegant bodies touching the warm water.
"There's something waiting for us, my love," Thorongil said, slowly leading her down the road, followed by both King and Queen. Down they went, through every of the seven gates until they came at last on the road leading to Harlond, the Haven.
“There is more to this day yet?” Elwyn asked, her tone was happy yet surprised and as she followed along side Thorongil her mind couldn’t help but wander. Down the city streets they went, circling until the final level was left behind, “what more is there my love?” she asked, unable to contain her excitement.
"Aha!"
Thorongil laughed, Elwyn's banner still in his hands. " A surprise." They came now to the docks of Minas Tirith, where a small ship was anchored. "Surprise, " he said, " we're going to make a little trip. " He stepped aboard and waved his hands. Ran back. Offered his arm, which she gratefully took. "Welcome on the Queen, " he smiled. " I hope everything will be to your liking."
The swans circled around the ship, their long necks curved.
"A trip?" Elwyns eyes met his as her arm circled under his. "I remember the first time I stepped onto a boat with you...the corsairs.." she smiled stepping onto the deck and releasing his arm. Striding slowly over to the side of the boat she rested her arms on the railing and looked into the water. Her reflection stared back. "You didn't speak much then..." she laughed softly.
Soon the boat had been pushed from it's dock and sails furled in the wind. A trip....
A trip where? she grinned walking back to mate. Walking behind him, she gently took hold of his waist and rested her head on his shoulder.
"I remember it as well," he said, looking at her. " But I promise this one's going to be better. " He breathed in deeply and slowly, but his heart raged on. "We'll go to Cair Andros, " he said then, kissing her forehead. " Everything's prepared there, Aragorn has told me. " He smelled her hair, and the small flower in her hair. " You didn't think we would marry without a splendid meal afterwards, now did you?"
“I cannot recall what I thought,” she smiled, “all my dreams were simply that of marrying you, I paid little attention to any other detail.” She laughed softly, kissing him on the cheek. The breeze blew softly across the waters, the boat tottered as waves pushed lightly against its sides, gulls called high above them flying in circles in the open sky.
“What else is up your sleeves Thorongil?” she looked at him, eyes dark pools, trying desperately to lure him into telling her his secrets.
" Do you think I'd tell you that? he asked with a smile. "Then you were wrong. But I hope you trust me enough to believe me when I say it's going to be marvelous. Nothing but the very best. "
His eyes searched for the distant shape of an island in the distance, and found it soon. " There we are, " he said, pointing to the many towers of Cair Andros. The wind blew through their hair, and the ship now cleaved the water at full speed.
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