Ok, let's get this striaght. I own Aramil and Sharayah. I don't own LOTR or
the song "I love you more". 'More' is by Matthew West, and LOTR is by, of
course, the brilliant Tolkien.
Part Eight
Aramil sat quietly in the Shire. Silent tears flowed openly down his scarred, pale face. He wouldn't believe that she was actually gone. The child he had known since they had met in Mirkwood at the ages of four and six. They said she had died of sever wounds. But how could he believe them? He continued to walk quietly onward down the long path to Mirkwood. He was more than halfway down the path when he heard a soft yet familiar voice singing. He also felt a soft pressure around his shoulders, and a soft, comforting warmth on his forehead. The voice sounded close, almost beside him.
"Take a look at the mountain
Stretching a mile high
Take a look at the ocean
Far as your eye can see
And think of Me
Take a look at the desert
Do you feel like a grain of sand?
I am with you wherever
Where you go is where I am
And I'm always thinking of you
Take a look around you
I'm spelling it out one by one
I love you more than the sun
And the stars that I taught how to shine
You are mine, and you shine for me too
I love you yesterday and today
And tomorrow, I'll say it again and again
I love you more
Just a face in the city
Just a tear on a crowded street
But you are one in a million
And you belong to Me
And I want you to know
That I'm not letting to
Even when you come undone
I love you more than the sun
And the stars that I taught how to shine
You are mine, and you shine for me too
I love you yesterday and today
And tomorrow, I'll say it again and again
I love you more
Shine for Me
Shine for Me
Shine on, shine on
Shine for Me
I love you more than the sun
And the stars that I taught how to shine
You are mine, and you shine for me too
I love you yesterday and today
And tomorrow, I'll say it again and again
I love you more."
His head snapped up in excitement. "Shara? Is that you? No, it couldn't be, she died. Or at least they said she did." He cut through the forest and ran the rest of the way back to Mirkwood. When he went inside, he met a single guard that stood in the entrance of the throne room." Please sir, tell me, where is Sharayah Tinuviel? Is she alive?"
The guard slowly shook his head. "Nay sire, she died nigh on two day ago."
Aramil began to get exasperated. "Just tell me where she is then." He started down the corridor. She lay in the second room in the hall. Her body lay encircled by a pool of golden sunlight. "It is true then." He took the delicate star pendant off his neck. He thought about the trip they had gone on.
He held the pendant close to his face, and started crying silent tears. A short time after, he placed the thin silver chain around her neck. Aramil sat silently beside her bed, thinking random thoughts. The day waned, and the dark shadow of night dropped onto the room. Growing weary, Aramil set off to his room.
Sharayah stirred in her bed. "Ara, why are you leaving? Been sleeping long have I?" He turned slowly. "Do you not love me anymore? Is that why you're leaving?"
He shook his head. "This can't be happening. They said that you died."
She shot him a quizzical look. "Dead? What do you mean, dead? I'm talking to you aren't I?"
He walked lowly back to her bed. "Is, is that you Shara?"
Sharayah gave a soft laugh. "Course 'tis, silly. Who would it be but I?"
He bent down kissed her on the forehead. "So then what they say isn't true. Is it?"
She laughed again. "Nay Aramil, 'tis not true at all." Sharayah felt the bed sink beside her. She felt Aramil's strong arms wrap around her shoulders, then, she finally heard the words that she had told him what felt like was so long ago.
Shara heard him say "Amin mela lle Sharayah Tinuviel." Then, content, she fell back into a long, dreamless sleep.
~*~note: The reason she was brought back was because the griever's tears were
placed upon the diamonds of the pendant. But it will only work once. ~*~
Part Eight
Aramil sat quietly in the Shire. Silent tears flowed openly down his scarred, pale face. He wouldn't believe that she was actually gone. The child he had known since they had met in Mirkwood at the ages of four and six. They said she had died of sever wounds. But how could he believe them? He continued to walk quietly onward down the long path to Mirkwood. He was more than halfway down the path when he heard a soft yet familiar voice singing. He also felt a soft pressure around his shoulders, and a soft, comforting warmth on his forehead. The voice sounded close, almost beside him.
"Take a look at the mountain
Stretching a mile high
Take a look at the ocean
Far as your eye can see
And think of Me
Take a look at the desert
Do you feel like a grain of sand?
I am with you wherever
Where you go is where I am
And I'm always thinking of you
Take a look around you
I'm spelling it out one by one
I love you more than the sun
And the stars that I taught how to shine
You are mine, and you shine for me too
I love you yesterday and today
And tomorrow, I'll say it again and again
I love you more
Just a face in the city
Just a tear on a crowded street
But you are one in a million
And you belong to Me
And I want you to know
That I'm not letting to
Even when you come undone
I love you more than the sun
And the stars that I taught how to shine
You are mine, and you shine for me too
I love you yesterday and today
And tomorrow, I'll say it again and again
I love you more
Shine for Me
Shine for Me
Shine on, shine on
Shine for Me
I love you more than the sun
And the stars that I taught how to shine
You are mine, and you shine for me too
I love you yesterday and today
And tomorrow, I'll say it again and again
I love you more."
His head snapped up in excitement. "Shara? Is that you? No, it couldn't be, she died. Or at least they said she did." He cut through the forest and ran the rest of the way back to Mirkwood. When he went inside, he met a single guard that stood in the entrance of the throne room." Please sir, tell me, where is Sharayah Tinuviel? Is she alive?"
The guard slowly shook his head. "Nay sire, she died nigh on two day ago."
Aramil began to get exasperated. "Just tell me where she is then." He started down the corridor. She lay in the second room in the hall. Her body lay encircled by a pool of golden sunlight. "It is true then." He took the delicate star pendant off his neck. He thought about the trip they had gone on.
He held the pendant close to his face, and started crying silent tears. A short time after, he placed the thin silver chain around her neck. Aramil sat silently beside her bed, thinking random thoughts. The day waned, and the dark shadow of night dropped onto the room. Growing weary, Aramil set off to his room.
Sharayah stirred in her bed. "Ara, why are you leaving? Been sleeping long have I?" He turned slowly. "Do you not love me anymore? Is that why you're leaving?"
He shook his head. "This can't be happening. They said that you died."
She shot him a quizzical look. "Dead? What do you mean, dead? I'm talking to you aren't I?"
He walked lowly back to her bed. "Is, is that you Shara?"
Sharayah gave a soft laugh. "Course 'tis, silly. Who would it be but I?"
He bent down kissed her on the forehead. "So then what they say isn't true. Is it?"
She laughed again. "Nay Aramil, 'tis not true at all." Sharayah felt the bed sink beside her. She felt Aramil's strong arms wrap around her shoulders, then, she finally heard the words that she had told him what felt like was so long ago.
Shara heard him say "Amin mela lle Sharayah Tinuviel." Then, content, she fell back into a long, dreamless sleep.
~*~note: The reason she was brought back was because the griever's tears were
placed upon the diamonds of the pendant. But it will only work once. ~*~