Halls of Mandos

Disclaimer: Although I’d like to own Haldir I don’t. Unless tolkien were to sign him over to me; that’s not likely to happen..I don’t want to own any orcs or Uruk-hai. Oh well I hope you like the story.


~Halls of Mandos~

I couldn’t believe I fell. I failed, conquered by my enemy. Defending humans,
who I care not of, yet obligated to do what’s right. Sacrificing my life involuntarily
by my conscience. Pain? No, I felt none. Shock? Yes. Shocked that I wasn’t fast
enough; letting my guard down for a moment cost me everything. The first blow
was unexpected and I finally opened my eyes which revealed the odds were truly
against us, we made no difference. Our attempts as high as our hopes. So many of
my fellow comrades dead, young boys fighting creatures twice their size. Orcs and
Uruk-hai showing no mercy. Why did these men think they had a chance? Now I
understand why Lady Galadriel tried to spend so much time with me, my last few
days in Lorien. She knew my future, she knew I wasn’t afraid to die. I didn’t plan
on it either. Now I watch the battle proceed and I am grieved to realize what I‘ve
truly given up. I will never again know the feel of grass, the warmth of the sun,
the taste of wine, a maidens caress, the satisfaction of being arrogant. All I can
do now is watch my loved ones from a land where I have no say so; but what is
there to be said? The doors are opening revealing the Halls of Mandos and I am
forced to accept reality, this is my home now.

The End

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