Story Downloaded from Open Scrolls Archive (https://www.openscrolls.net) Title: Gathering of the Fellowship (#2264) Author: domeair Chapters: 2
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Archive: Tolkien Category: Lord of the Rings Description: Domeair was raised by humans for as longas she can remember. But when a book reveals her past, she goes on a long journey. Action/Adventure/Romance I am going to delete and reupdate two of the chapters. Chapter 1 is still here. Chapter 2 is up! Published: 28 Sep 2005 Updated: 14 Oct 2005 Warnings: Type: General Characters: Domeair; Legolas Chapter 1 - Finding Finding We come to look upon Edoras, where we see a girl with long, dark wavy hair in front of one of the houses. She has a bow and arrows, which she uses every day. If you see her take a piece of chalk from behind her ear, she’s just making a mark for however many times she hits her mark, which is every time. This girl’s name is Domeair, raised by Cardigan and his wife, Flora. Some try to guess her age, but none really know how old she is. “Domeair! Come inside, it’s getting late,” calls Flora from the door. “I’ll be right there, just let me shot this last arrow,” Domeair calls back. As she gets the arrow ready, lighting struck the sky. It makes her drop the arrow, so Domeair gives up the last shot. She walks into a warm house filled with books from all over Middle Earth. It is such a pleasant place to be in. Domeair goes up the stairs to her room at the end of the hall. She drops her bow and remaining arrows on her bed, then goes back down stairs to wash up for dinner. Domeair walks in to the kitchen to find dinner already on the table, smelling so good. Later that night, Domeair picks a book from the shelf next to the fireplace and goes up stairs to read in her room. She sees the book is called ‘Helms Deep’ written by an elf who fought there and was translated into the common tongue. Domeair opens the book to a random spot and starts reading. About half way down she sees her name. But it most be a mistake she thinks to herself. Then she sees her name again, then again. She keeps reading and sees that she is an elf worrior from Mirkwood. Was living in Lothlorien, and came to fight at Helms Deep. She had died during the battle. Then a thought comes to mind, she remembers back six years ago, the battle at Helms Deep happened six years ago. And she remembers waking up a few days after they got back from Helms Deep, with no memory of anything before that. She run to her mirror, and sees pointed ears, for the first time. Seeing that her hair was always covering them. And brilliant blue eyes, staring back at her. She goes to the top of the steps so she can talk to Cardigan and Flora but she hears them talking so she creeps down on all fours and listened. “Flora,” says Cardigan. “Flora, the orcs are coming out of hiding they just attacked us and there’s going to be more. We need the Fellowship. we need them to stop the orcs.” “But dear,” says Flora. “The Fellowship is broken. One of the hobbits went to the Grey Havens. The other man was killed. King Aragorn is, well king. And there's King Legolas, his father weht to the Grey Havens so he went back to Mirkwood to be king. Do you really think they will have time or even want to help? They probably have better things to do. And I don’t think they would want to go back to that and have those memories come back. Besides who will gather them if they will come?” Domeair can't hold it in any longer. She stands up and says, “I’ll do it. I want to go to Mirkwood anyway,” ”Were you listening and what do you mean,” Cardigan says. “I know,”says Domeair. “I know who I really am.” Chapter 2 - Searching Searching Cardigan and Flora stare up at Domeair in shock. “How do you know?” says Cardigan. “From this book,” Domeair holds up the Helms Deep book. “My name was in it. Why didn’t you tell me? Why did you keep my past a secret?” she asks, her voice rising. “For your own protection, Domeair. That’s why,” explains Flora. “Well, I want to go to Mirkwood. That’s where i’m from, isn’t it?” Domeair asks. “Yes Domeair, it is,” says Cardigan. “So, I can go. I can go to Mirkwood, right?” says Domeair excitedly. “Not yet. We need to tell you what happened,” says Cardigan. An hour goes by as Cardigan and Flora tells Domeair everything. “So, they brought you here. So we could look after you,” says Cardigan. “I lost my memory?” says Domeair. “Yes, you were hit in the head by an orc. You were unconscious. For several days, too. You see, our son died in that battle. I was in that battle as well. I didn’t get to him in time. But, I’m retired now,” says Cardigan. “You were a rider of Rohan? But now I see why you hide it from me,” says Domeair. “It would have all been a great shock. I wouldn’t have believed you.” “You see Domeair,” says Cardigan. “If we had told you right away, you would want to do the same thing as now, go to Mirkwood and find out more about your past. We couldn’t let that happen.” “So, you are letting me go to Mirkwood, right?” asks Domeair. “Not yet. You need some things before you go there,” says Cardigan. One week later and Domeair has everything she needs. Food, a bed, lots of arrows, and... “A sword? Do I really need one?” asks Domeair. “Yes, in case your bow and arrows fail you,” says Cardigan. “I had the sword smith make it specially for you, Domeair.” Now Domeair, I want you to be careful and take of yourself. Take the route you planed out, nothing else. Do you understand?” says Flora holding back tears. “I understand. Don’t worry, i’ll be fine,” says Domeair. “Domeair I want you to have this. It was my father’s brooch,” Cardigan fastened a gold and silver brooch to Domeair’s cloak. The two metals swirled around each other making it look like a cloud. “Thank you, Cardigan. It’s beautiful,” says Domeair. Domeair hugs Cardigan then Flora, gets her bag and walks out of their house. She walks down the hill and through the gate, stopping and looking back at the two of them. Domeair waves, then turns and walks away. ------------------------------------------------------------------ Downloaded from Open Scrolls Archive (https://www.openscrolls.net) on Sun Nov 15, 2026 2:07 am