Through The Veil- A Different World

Leaving Rivendell

After The Council- Main Dining Hall

Previously-

"Ten companions..." Elrond muses. "So be it! You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring!"

"Great! Where are we going?" Pippin says innocently and the twins and Harry lose any self-control they had and burst out laughing while everyone else chuckles and Merry, Sam and Frodo shake their heads at the young Took. Gandalf stalks off muttering about bothersome Tooks and meddling Hobbits in general.

Now-

Deep within the forest outside of the city of Rivendell a pale slab of stone is nestled. A carving on the surface reads in beautiful elvish.

Gilraen. Onen i-Estel Edain, ú-chebin estel anim.

(I gave hope to the Dúnedain, I have kept no hope for myself.)

A hand reaches out, pulling a clump of moss from the grove of a letter, wiping leaf-litter and mud from an edge of the stone, pulling free entwining branches gathering over the smooth, stony hands of a statue. Aragorn, kneeling, lifts his head. He gazes into the solemn eyes of the statue, a woman in a cloak and hood and gently touches her face.

"Anirne hene beriad i chên în," the deep cultured voice of Lord Elrond resounds in the small clearing. Aragorn looks up to the elf that he called his father as he joins Aragorn near the statue. "Ned Imladris nauthant e le beriathar aen."

(She wanted to protect her child. She thought that in Rivendell you would be safe.)

"In her heart, your mother knew you'd be hunted all your life," Elrond looked at his adopted son with sad eyes. "That you'd never escape your fate." Lord Elrond paused before pushing forward. "The skill of the Elves can reforge the sword of Kings, but only you have the power to wield it."

Aragorn looks up uncertainly, "I do not want that power. I have never wanted it."

"You are the last of that bloodline," Elrond said, he placed a hand in Aragorn's shoulder in comfort and offered strength. "There is no other. Though, it appears that you will not have to be alone in this undertaking."

"What do you mean Ada?" Aragorn asks uncertainly to the elven lord as he stands to face him. "What have you seen?"

"I have seen you happy and in love," Elrond tells him but pauses. "Though that future is shifting, sometimes I see one person with you, others I see two. I cannot see their faces but their presence are familiar and warming."

Aragorn and Elrond stand comfortable silence. Aragorn wonders who his father saw and if it was the one was has recently caught his eye and heart. Elrond muses what his son will chose, one, both or neither of the men he saw in his vision. Yes, men, he knew his son had once been inclined to his daughter Arwen, but after a short fling Aragorn realized that while he appreciated her, she was nothing more than his sister, he would go where his heart led him, even if they were men.

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Harry wondered mindlessly through the city of Rivendell, not truly knowing what was going on around him. He was lost within his own thoughts. He was beginning to get a bit nervous and anxious to get out on to the road. 'I am ready for this quest to begin, I know that it will be dangerous and long, but I cannot help but feel in my heart that I will see Sev, Siri and Remy sooner than Elrond has said.'

Harry was so caught up in his own thoughts that he did not see the elf in his path till he walked into him. Harry looked up in surprise to see the elf that had volunteered for the fellowship staring at him in surprise.