In Dreams

Rose G

Disclaimer - All this is property of Tolkien, and I have made no money from using it. Mel gave me the title - cheers, mate.

A/N - This is a bit hard to put into categories, as some chapters will be humour, some will be severe angst and others might just be normal. There might even be a romance one. Every member of the Fellowship will feature, and if I get enough reviews, I might do some others.

Prologue

Beneath the towering shadow of Caradhas, in the flickering rosy light that comes only when snow is brushed by a campfire, Gandalf sat and watched his eight sleeping companions. He had offered to take the unnecessary watch, just to give himself time to think about what they would do if the snowy path that led upwards as far as even Legolas could see, was blocked.

But even in the dead silence of the snow filled night in the wilderness, the Mair did not feel alone. His companions were asleep, but they were all restless, dreaming, moving and sometimes speaking in their sleep as the moon rode high in the sky and the stars started to slip behind the horizon. I wonder what they are all dreaming about the wizard mused and turned to look at Boromir, who was muttering something about Stewardships, and Aragorn, who was trying to embrace someone that Gandalf couldn't see. Dreaming about Arwen, again, I guess. But I wish I knew what they were all thinking about.