Chapter 6-Lothlórien (Edited)

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"You will follow me."

Haldir led them through a set of paths in the woods until they came to a hill overlooking Caras Galadhon.

"Caras Galadhon," said Haldir proudly, "The heart of Elvendom on earth. Realm of the Lord Celeborn and of Galadriel, Lady of Light."

The Fellowship arrived at Caras Galadhon and were amazed by its beauty. They walked up a magnificent winding staircase, high up in the trees, and were led to the grand court of Galadriel and Celeborn. The Lady and Lord of Lothlórien descended the small set of stairs, hand in hand. They glowed as brightly as the moon on a clear evening and the glow seemed to come from within them. As they descended, Aragorn touched his head reverently in greeting whilst the rest stood in awe.

With a strong voice Lord Celeborn spoke. 

"The Enemy knows you have entered here. What hope you had in secrecy is now gone. Nine that are here yet ten were set out from Rivendell. Tell me, where is Gandalf? For I much desire to speak with him. I can no longer see him from afar."

None could answer but Galadriel read the answer in the eyes of Aragorn.

"Gandalf the Grey did not pass the borders of this land," came the magical voice of Galadriel, "He has fallen into Shadow."

Legolas spoke for the group. 

"He was taken by both Shadow and Flame. A Balrog of Morgoth. For we went needlessly into the net of Moria."

The voice of Galadriel rung through the air, comforting. 

"Needless were none of the deeds of Gandalf in life. We do not yet know his full purpose," She turned her gaze towards Gimli, "Do not let the great emptiness of Khazad-Dúm fill your heart, Gimli, son of Gloin. For the world has grown full of peril. And in all lands love is now mingled with grief."

Salandiel noticed how Lady Galadriel moved her gaze from one person to the next. It was as if she was reading the minds of those present. Salandiel refused to meet her gaze for she, too, had heard of this powerful elf. Salandiel refused to let the voice of Galadriel enter her mind.

Celeborn spoke once more. 

"What now becomes of the Fellowship? Without Gandalf, hope is lost."

"The quest stands upon the edge of a knife," said Galadriel, "Stray but a little and it will fall to the ruin of all. Yet hope remains while the Company is true."

She smiled at Sam and continued.

"Do not let your hearts be troubled. Go now and rest for you are weary with sorrow and much toil. Tonight you will sleep in peace."


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An area was provided for the company to rest. Beds had been prepared, food had been eaten and the singing of the elves in the trees filled the night air. The Fellowship felt safe within these lands and finally found rest from the world's troubles and their quest.

Aragorn noticed Boromir sitting alone and away from the company.

"Take some rest. These borders are well-protected," said Aragorn, taking a seat beside Boromir.

"I will find no rest here," started Boromir. 

He looked troubled as he continued to speak.

"I heard her voice inside my head. She spoke of my father and the fall of Gondor. She said to me that even now there is hope left." 

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