Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| Remembrance |
For the LiveJournal tolkien_weekly "Potter's Wheel: Ghost" challenge. |
| Sitting on a fallen boulder, Gimli waits. At the bare summit, surrounded by scarred outlines of deep pits, Legolas kneels, head bowed. What does he hear? the Dwarf wonders. His comrades' souls are surely all escaped to their Mandos… is it the ghosts of memory, or guilt, he seeks to lay? At last Legolas rises, stands a long moment, then turns; tear-tracks visible on his face. "Will there be stone or cairn," Gimli asks tentatively, "to mark their passing?" "We need none," Legolas replies grimly. "Not while one Wood-elf remains in Middle-earth will we forget what happened at Dol Guldur." |