Post by haldir on Nov 14, 2005 19:56:14 GMT -5
Haldir stood silently to the entrance of Caras Galadhon. He watched every movement with his perfect, blue eyes as he waited for Galadriel to call for him. The elf desperately wished to speak with the Lady about the coming of things. News had spread about a great battle that would take place in Rohan. The question was did the people of Rohan stand a chance of winning at all? Haldir's mind was in turmoil, for he had a terrible feeling about the coming battle. He knew that he souldn't worry about the affairs of men, but lately everything that happened affected every being in Middle-Earth whether they realized it or not. He wandered if perhaps Lady Galadriel would let him look in the mirror for answers.
"What shall I do?" he mused aloud. "It isn't fitting for me to worry about these things. I am here in the forest of Lorien. I have my own land to protect. I shouldn't be concerned with the lands of others." He paced back and forth a few times, and then he stopped. "I hope she calls for me soon."
"What shall I do?" he mused aloud. "It isn't fitting for me to worry about these things. I am here in the forest of Lorien. I have my own land to protect. I shouldn't be concerned with the lands of others." He paced back and forth a few times, and then he stopped. "I hope she calls for me soon."