Torn from you

Gimlis kindness

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~previously~

I stared at Arod for a few minutes as if asking him what he thought, but he obviously couldn't answer so it was up to me to decide on my fate. If I left then I would be free from the endless pain of heartbreak but then again Aragorn would miss me and I know it would break his heart to see the person whom he had fourth alongside in battle with just leave without any explanation. But he has Arwen to be comforted by.

I decided what I should do and I swung my leg over my horse and galloped away into the distance. The wind blew back my golden hair and I thought of Aragorn...and his wife "Aragorn is better off without me, I am no more than a burden" I muttered to myself.

I wanted to see my father again. He was the only other person who I love as much as Aragorn and I know that he would understand my difficulties but I can't tell him. I can't tell Gimli either or even Gandalf. My worries stay with me and I should keep them, not let them bother other people who already have enough on their mind. They do not need to know about a silly elf with a broken heart.

A tear fell from my eye and before I knew it I was crying and the morning air blew them away. I rode for miles but then Arod began to get tired so I decided to stop and camp on open land for the night. I sat next to a river that flowed along the plains and I sighed, enjoying the company of nature. Why must all land be covered by castles when nature is the better beautifulness?

I lay down on the grass and put my face in my hands. Aragorn is king now I can't let him worry about me. Apart of me really wanted Aragorn to be here with me but I shook that thought away quickly.

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Gimli's PoV:

I saw the elf leave and I hurried after him concerned. Wasn't he supposed to be there and support Aragorn when he became king? Something is off and I need to find out what...

I raced down the stairs with my short legs, Legolas had always been correct about my running, I can't do long distance. I can only do fast sprinting for a certain amount of time. How am I going to ride a horse by myself anyway? I grumbled in my head.

I don't want to admit that I am worried otherwise he would probably tease me about it. I don't even know myself why I am so worried, I guess it is just because of the look on his face when he walked out; purely shattered. What if he just needed to leave early to go back to Mirkwood? I would look like a right fool if that is the case. Blame it on that elf.

I approached the stable doors and I ran to get any horse available...and the smallest. The first one I saw was a perfect grey coloured one which I instantly chose. He wouldn't have gone far, would he? Surely Arod would need a rest as well. I jumped on the tiny laddie and rode into the sunset. I wonder what he is doing now? Probably sulking about something.

I rode for what seemed like hours until I finally saw an outline of the familiar elf and his horse, although this time he was hunched over with his head rested on his knees and his face in his hands. I definitely knew something was really wrong now as he would usually sense if someone is near and instantly stand up with his bow and arrow in hand. This time he was just completely still, not showing any interaction with the world...just sitting there as if had just given up on everything.

Arod was fast asleep next to him, signalling that he had probably pelted from Gondor and his breathing slowly disturbed Legolas's golden hair as it flowed about in the wind. I sat down next to him on the riverside and coughed slightly in my gruff voice indicating my presence. His head perked up and I could barely make out the outlines of his facial features in the dark sky. His eyes were clouded with sadness like someone had just sucked all of the happiness from them but he instantly covered it when he saw me. Legolas sat up straighter in his normal posture and laid back on the grass, humming softly.