14. Arwen's Gift
As a ranger there are moments when you feel so utterly alone, when you warm yourself with the memory of happier days with loved ones.
And so Aragorn sat in his cold shelter, watching downpour and muttering a soft "tolamar meren, Estel."
Almost unconsciously his hand went up to his throat and grasped the hidden pendant hanging from a silver chain. He remembered her words that went with this gift so clearly in his mind.
"I want you to give this back to me," his vanimelda had said "the day we meet again and our toils have come to an end."
And until then he would treasure it for her.
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The elvish means happy birthday
And so Aragorn sat in his cold shelter, watching downpour and muttering a soft "tolamar meren, Estel."
Almost unconsciously his hand went up to his throat and grasped the hidden pendant hanging from a silver chain. He remembered her words that went with this gift so clearly in his mind.
"I want you to give this back to me," his vanimelda had said "the day we meet again and our toils have come to an end."
And until then he would treasure it for her.
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The elvish means happy birthday
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