Disclaimer : I do not own any of these characters. There is no profit
made here except of entertainment. Though the charters are mine while they
roam through my mind and force me to write for them!!
For now I will stretch out the time that Aragorn is missing from the Deep. Its my story and my universe so get used to it and I understand that this breaks away from the CANNON of the movie. It is just my little daydream into this world. OK?
Please let me know if I should continue this story. if it interests anybody?
***Gimli walks to Èowyn***
Gimli: "My lady..."
Èowyn: "Lord Aragorn, where is he?"
Gimli: "He fell..."
***Èowyn is shocked and looks at Théoden in disbelief***
Théoden: "Draw all our forces behind the wall. Bar the gate, and set a watch on the surround."
Guard: "What of those who cannot fight my lord? The women and children?"
Théoden: "Get them into the caves. Saruman's arm would have grown long indeed if he thinks he can reach us here."
The dwarf's feet would no longer obey him. He stood stone still, listening to the sound of his own heartbeat pounding out a frantic rhythm in his ears. His eyes clouded, misting around the edges, as though he looked through a dream. The people rushing in haste around him seemed to slow to a snails pace and he could no longer make out the words and orders being shouted out around him. His helmet, still clutched in forgotten fingers, thunked against the wall as he unceremoniously fell against it for support.
Aragorn had not been his friend for long. However, it had not taken long for Gimli, son of Gloin to know the heart of this man. This man, heir to kings and more regal in thought and deed than any man, elf or dwarf that Gimli could ever have foretold. It cannot be true. He cannot be gone. So much to fight for - so much we have yet to do. So much that he has yet to become. "Arrrrrgggh, by Durin this cannot be," Gimli cried out into the unyielding stone of the wall.
Something caught his eye. The one being that seemed to move at normal speed to Gimli's eye was Legolas. Legolas passed thought the great doors and made his way to one of the horses they had been given by Èomer. Gimli, stood again, forced his feet to obey him and sought to follow his elf friend. When he reached Legolas he was stuffing supplies into a large leather satchel. The profound sorrow that had earlier been in his countenance and that kept him from replying when Èowyn inquired as to their fallen companion was now replaced by determination.
"Legolas I . where are you going?" Gimli said.
"To look for Aragorn." He started to walk down the long stone rise and Gimli reached for him grabbing his arm
"It is foolish Lad, you saw for yourself. No one could have survived a fall like that, and believe me, more than anyone I do not want to believe he is dead."
"He is not dead Gimli!"
"Please Legolas, I do not mean to offend you. And I will go with you if you wish for I also do not want to abandon our friend to the carrion of the night. He deserves a decent burial and Arwen will."
"He is not dead Gimli.I cannot explain to you how I know this, but I know it as sure as I breathe that Estel lives still. Gimli I am not blessed with the foresight that my father Thranduil is, however, when he sent me to Rivendell he told me that Aragorn would be King of Gondor and he would bear a son. My father saw me holding his son in the halls of Gondor. Gimli this will come to pass. And I know he is alive, though I fear he may have suffered grievous injury."
"Then let's get going, what are you waiting for you blasted crazy elf," Gimli scooted out ahead of him tipping his helm onto its place atop his red head.
"Do you not think we could go faster on a mount Legolas?" he asked as they started into a fast pace.
"Perhaps for short way but the horse could not make the climb down to the riverbed where we must make our search. Hurry Gimli, the light fades!" Legolas broke into a faster gait and pressed out into the lead.
"But if he is injured?" Gimli questioned, breathing heavily.
"If I have to, by the Grace of the Valar. I will carry him to the Deep."
Gimli ran on after his elf friend and did not doubt for one moment that Legolas would truly carry Aragorn if there was need to.
(A/N) Hmmmmmmmm I know awful place to leave it...should I go on?????????? R&R Thanx
For now I will stretch out the time that Aragorn is missing from the Deep. Its my story and my universe so get used to it and I understand that this breaks away from the CANNON of the movie. It is just my little daydream into this world. OK?
Please let me know if I should continue this story. if it interests anybody?
***Gimli walks to Èowyn***
Gimli: "My lady..."
Èowyn: "Lord Aragorn, where is he?"
Gimli: "He fell..."
***Èowyn is shocked and looks at Théoden in disbelief***
Théoden: "Draw all our forces behind the wall. Bar the gate, and set a watch on the surround."
Guard: "What of those who cannot fight my lord? The women and children?"
Théoden: "Get them into the caves. Saruman's arm would have grown long indeed if he thinks he can reach us here."
The dwarf's feet would no longer obey him. He stood stone still, listening to the sound of his own heartbeat pounding out a frantic rhythm in his ears. His eyes clouded, misting around the edges, as though he looked through a dream. The people rushing in haste around him seemed to slow to a snails pace and he could no longer make out the words and orders being shouted out around him. His helmet, still clutched in forgotten fingers, thunked against the wall as he unceremoniously fell against it for support.
Aragorn had not been his friend for long. However, it had not taken long for Gimli, son of Gloin to know the heart of this man. This man, heir to kings and more regal in thought and deed than any man, elf or dwarf that Gimli could ever have foretold. It cannot be true. He cannot be gone. So much to fight for - so much we have yet to do. So much that he has yet to become. "Arrrrrgggh, by Durin this cannot be," Gimli cried out into the unyielding stone of the wall.
Something caught his eye. The one being that seemed to move at normal speed to Gimli's eye was Legolas. Legolas passed thought the great doors and made his way to one of the horses they had been given by Èomer. Gimli, stood again, forced his feet to obey him and sought to follow his elf friend. When he reached Legolas he was stuffing supplies into a large leather satchel. The profound sorrow that had earlier been in his countenance and that kept him from replying when Èowyn inquired as to their fallen companion was now replaced by determination.
"Legolas I . where are you going?" Gimli said.
"To look for Aragorn." He started to walk down the long stone rise and Gimli reached for him grabbing his arm
"It is foolish Lad, you saw for yourself. No one could have survived a fall like that, and believe me, more than anyone I do not want to believe he is dead."
"He is not dead Gimli!"
"Please Legolas, I do not mean to offend you. And I will go with you if you wish for I also do not want to abandon our friend to the carrion of the night. He deserves a decent burial and Arwen will."
"He is not dead Gimli.I cannot explain to you how I know this, but I know it as sure as I breathe that Estel lives still. Gimli I am not blessed with the foresight that my father Thranduil is, however, when he sent me to Rivendell he told me that Aragorn would be King of Gondor and he would bear a son. My father saw me holding his son in the halls of Gondor. Gimli this will come to pass. And I know he is alive, though I fear he may have suffered grievous injury."
"Then let's get going, what are you waiting for you blasted crazy elf," Gimli scooted out ahead of him tipping his helm onto its place atop his red head.
"Do you not think we could go faster on a mount Legolas?" he asked as they started into a fast pace.
"Perhaps for short way but the horse could not make the climb down to the riverbed where we must make our search. Hurry Gimli, the light fades!" Legolas broke into a faster gait and pressed out into the lead.
"But if he is injured?" Gimli questioned, breathing heavily.
"If I have to, by the Grace of the Valar. I will carry him to the Deep."
Gimli ran on after his elf friend and did not doubt for one moment that Legolas would truly carry Aragorn if there was need to.
(A/N) Hmmmmmmmm I know awful place to leave it...should I go on?????????? R&R Thanx