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At Hope's Edge by Cairistiona	17 Review(s)
Lexilooper	Reviewed Chapter: 17 on 1/31/2026
Aragorn pulled his hands from his ears and looked around him as a man emerging from a horrendous nightmare. skahfsfgsss and it seemed to Aragorn that he could feel Halbarad’s pain in his own body. ooh like Denlad <33 Halbarad, whose pain-filled eyes looked back at his with such unshakeable trust that an empty hollow yawned in Aragorn’s gut. He did not know that he could live up to that trust. SKADHSLFHSJKSGL <:(( <:)) Without waiting for an answer, he let out a low, quavering whistle, calling to his mount. Like Gandalffff in the movie anyways I love Glorfindel <3

Lexilooper	Reviewed Chapter: 17 on 12/25/2025
Also. When Glorfindel ties them around the chest is that putting pressure on Aragorn’s bruise?? It’s been enough days that I can’t remember how many days have passed in the story, but I think just a day or so ago Aragorn was still faltering when the woman pushed him in the chest? Or does the rope not have that effect either because it is elvish or because it is not human contact?

Lexilooper	Reviewed Chapter: 17 on 12/24/2025
Glorfindel stood before the Nazgûl, arms raised, in one hand his great sword and in the other a fiery torch. With his legs braced and his head thrown back, flames reflecting on his golden hair, it almost seemed as though he were alight with the power of the Maiar. SKAJDJFFKDK HE LOOKS SO COOLLLLLL ALMOST ALIGHT WITH THE POWER OF THE MAIAR "By the Valar," Halbarad breathed. Aragorn could say nothing, for fear seemed to have frozen his tongue to the roof of his mouth. He felt his knees weaken, and he was only vaguely aware that Halbarad had slipped his arm around him. skajddj yesss tongue frozen Slip your arm around him, Halbarad <3 don’t let him fall "Aragorn?" Halbarad said, taking a step backward and pulling Aragorn with him. Aragorn shook his head, trying to brace his legs as he fought off the filmy darkness that threatened to drop like a veil across his sight. Another staggering step backward, and finally he felt his mind clear. "Stop," he croaked. "This is far enough." "Are you sure?" He nodded. <33 I love Halbarad helping but then trusting him on this He pulled away from Halbarad and switched Elladan’s sword to his left hand so he could dry the cold sweat from his right hand. Taking a firm grip once again on his sword, he watched Glorfindel face the wraith. He felt Halbarad’s hand again on his arm, gripping it so tightly that Aragorn winced. He glanced at Halbarad and knew from his cousin’s transfixed, terrified gaze that he likely was holding to Aragorn more for his own comfort than to help Aragorn. His cousin <333 Lolll aww yes the wraith’s terror affects all, including the most courageous of men, including those who aren’t wounded. Halbarad is terrified too :). Glorfindel took a step forward, then another, and as he circled the wraith, his face came into view and Aragorn saw wrath burning in the Elf lord’s eyes. Glorfindel then started to chant and as his voice raised, Aragorn recognized the ancient hymn. SKAJSDJDKDKDKDKD WRATH OF GLORFINDEL ELVEN-WRATH OF A MOST POWERFUL WARRIOR I love love this and them seeing it "O Elbereth Star-kindler from heaven gazing afar to thee I cry now beneath the shadow of death! O look towards me, Everwhite!"(1) this was Sam, right? When I read that in the book and looked up the translation ASKSJD the feelssssss I love The Nazgûl responded to the holy words with a ranting litany of fell words in the Dark Tongue, then swung his black sword downward. Sparks flew as Glorfindel raised his blade to meet it. Glorfindel then jumped back and circled, and the wraith circled as well. To Aragorn’s wide-staring eyes, it seemed almost as though Glorfindel was leading the wraith in some otherworldly dance. As Glorfindel continued to circle, the wraith feinted and jabbed, but the wraith’s blade never came near him. Finally, Aragorn could again see Glorfindel’s face, and he heard Halbarad’s shaky chuckle. SKAJSJD COOL TERRIFYING BUT COOL "Bless me if that Elf is not enjoying this," Halbarad said. Indeed, Glorfindel had a slight smile on his face, a look that seemed to say that he had done this before and was somehow both slightly amused and mildly annoyed to have to do it again. LOL OF COURSE HE IS <333 bless me He kept circling until again his back was to Aragorn, and then suddenly, as though weary of playing games, he thrust the flame toward the Nazgûl. It let out a shriek that drove through Aragorn’s skull with all the pain of a orc pike. He bit back a scream and grabbed his ears, falling away from Halbarad’s grasp to land hard on his knees. The sound went on and on and Aragorn thought he would shatter from its intensity but finally it cut off and when he dared open his eyes, Glorfindel stood alone, his sword lowered and the flaming brand guttering on the ground before him. The wraith was nowhere in sight. Aragorn pulled his hands from his ears and looked around him as a man emerging from a horrendous nightmare. Skajdjfj and he’s been having some pretty awful nightmares recently "It has fled," Halbarad said wonderingly. He reached down and pulled Aragorn to his feet. Aragorn could not help but see the way Halbarad’s hands shook, but Halbarad’s voice was firm. "I can feel it. It is gone. Glorfindel vanquished it." Yessss Yay both shaky hands But firm voice <3 this mix of him also being affected (Aragorn doesn’t feel uniquely weak) but still able to be a secure and comforting presence Now that the overwhelming terror was fading, all Aragorn felt at that moment was his skull vibrating from those horrendous screeches. He pulled at his ears, opening his mouth to make them pop, trying anything to rid himself of the feeling that his ears were stuffed with wool. "He nearly deafened me." Skajd I hate that feeling XD Halbarad nodded as he tugged on his own earlobe. "Yes, that was certainly some howl he let loose." Aragorn gave up on his ears and looked around at the dark street. "He does seem to have fled," he said cautiously, but he still felt... something. A menace still hovered, faint like a whiff of far away smoke or the sour smell of rain-soaked ash from some great blaze now extinguished. Hmmmmm Yeah I have no idea if that’s just the Black Breath lingering on him, or his perception of any nearby evil being heightened because of the Black Breath. Either way I’m happy. Or maybe there’s a secret third option I’m happy with that too. "What is wrong?" Halbarad asked when he noticed Aragorn still held his sword at the ready. Yesss I kinda love how their swords can show their level of feeling secure/threatened/uneasy. Still holding sword at the ready=something must be wrong still "I–" he started, then stopped. "I do not know, other than to say that I do not think the Nazgûl is completely gone." "You still feel it?" Aragorn rubbed his chest, which still ached like a broken bone in winter. But was it simply an old ache or indication that the Nazgûl still lingered? It was impossible to tell. Weariness dragged at his limbs and he longed to find rest, but dare not hope for that, not yet. "I do not think we should let down our guard." Mmmm okay “like a broken bone in winter” I haven’t experienced that but I imagine that’s pretty darn painful XD something I would call more than an ache "Glorfindel might argue," Halbarad said, and indeed, Glorfindel walked toward them with the nonchalant air of one who has merely shooed away a stray dog. LOLLLLLLL I love him he makes me cackle But as he drew near, his eyes still glinted with such a deadly light that Aragorn had the sudden unlikely urge to fall back to his knees and cower out of the way. But Glorfindel smiled, putting his fist on his chest and bowing deeply. "My apologies for the noise," he said. Halbarad threw back his head and laughed, a great ringing sound of relief mingled with joy, and Aragorn, despite his unease, found himself able to manage a grim smile. "We will try to overlook it," he said. LOLLL <33333 I love how his eyes are like, cower-inducing even to Aragorn but he’s actually a cinnamon roll to anyone but his enemies, and he just grins and pretends to be sincere as he jokes and Halbarad CACKLES with me Glorfindel straightened and now, with nothing more dangerous than the joy of the Eldar shining in his blue eyes, said, "I do think Balrogs are quieter, on the whole." XDDD the joy of the Elder <3333 shining in his eyes This makes me happy. You just. Gotta feel safe with Glorfindel around. Halbarad chuckled, but Aragorn looked past Glorfindel, trying to probe the shadows. "I do not feel the threat is completely gone. There may still be orcs about, although thankfully none were near while you fought the Nazgûl. We need to find my brothers and the rest of my men. Lord Glorfindel, I do not propose to wrest command from you after so freely granting it, but I would like for you and several others to follow the Nazgûl, to verify that he is indeed leaving these realms." "Of course," Glorfindel nodded, all humor gone. He melted into the night as only the Noldor seemed able, and Aragorn followed him, Halbarad on his heels. <3333 Glorfindel immediately trusting and listening to him They had gone a mere thirty paces when Halbarad let out a cry even as a whooshing noise split the heavy night air. Part of Aragorn’s mind recognized the sound and categorized it as an orc arrow even as he ducked for the deeper shadows. Another hiss cut through the night and he heard a grunt behind him, then something slammed into Aragorn’s back and he was borne violently to the ground. All the air in his lungs abruptly vanished. Stunned, he lay silent and still, trying to decide if he had just been felled by an arrow. As sense returned, he realized he was unharmed, but a heavy weight had his legs pinned. He pushed himself up and twisted, looking behind him. "No," he choked. "No, no, no." OH NO OH NO NOT HALBARAD it’s okay I know he lives I know he livesss BUT ARAGORN DOESNT Halbarad lay across his legs, an arrow sticking in obscene defiance from his upper back. Aragorn wrenched his legs out from under his friend and scrambled on hands and knees to Halbarad’s side. "Halbarad!" he cried, heedless of the danger of drawing more orc arrows. He felt the side of Halbarad’s neck and felt weak as the thrum of life pulsed against his fingers. "Hang on, my friend. Hang on. This is not your time." Valar help us, this is not... cannot be... your time! SKAJSJFJ “in obscene defiance” Halbarad’s time to lay near death Trying to stay low, he scooted around behind Halbarad’s head and slid his hands under Halbarad’s arms, tugging him deeper into the shadows. He was barely aware of Glorfindel flashing past, a grim shadow in the night. He heard the sickening squelch of blade cutting flesh and the dull thump of a body hitting the ground and prayed it was the orc that tasted death and not Glorfindel. <333 thanks Glorfindel "Halbarad, can you hear me?" he said softly as he gently rolled Halbarad onto his side. He ran shaking hands over the front of Halbarad’s body. The arrow had not passed entirely through him, a small blessing but welcome. "Halbarad!" <3333 yay Halbarad let out a soft groan. A tremor shook him. "I hope you killed it, Strider," he ground out from between clenched teeth. "It will shoot no more arrows from the darkness," Glorfindel said grimly as he dropped to a crouch beside them. He brought with him a torch. "The orcs seem finally to be gone, so I deemed it safe to risk a light. How is he?" SKAJDJ thank you Glorfindel <3 Their fiery shadow whooshing past to end whoever dare harm his friends "‘He’ is right here, Glorfindel," Halbarad growled, "And he feels like a firedrake is chewing on his back." LOL HALBARAD YOU SPEAK <3 "Ever the cranky one when he is under the weather, is he not, Estel?" Awwww LOLL “Under the weather” XD what a way to put it Aragorn did not answer, for fear seemed to have a choke hold on his voice. Halbarad’s hair had fallen across his face. Aragorn pushed it back, frowning. Even in the warm glow of the torch’s light, the grey pallor of Halbarad’s skin alarmed him. Halbarad groaned suddenly as he shook with a spasm of pain, and it seemed to Aragorn that he could feel Halbarad’s pain in his own body. Skajdjfj feel it <33 He swallowed hard, suddenly afraid he might be sick. He took a deep breath, fighting for the calm control of a healer, trying to push past the shock of this sudden devastating change in their fortunes. Forget that it is Halbarad. Forget that it is your sworn brother, your kinsman. Your friend. Concentrate only on the injury. A semblance of calm came over him finally and he felt gently around the arrow shaft. "The arrow seems perilously close to his spine." Aww you’re doing great youre doing great "You two seem to forget I am right here," Halbarad gasped, his voice weakening. "Quit talking about me and talk to me." "My apologies, my old friend," Aragorn murmured. "Can you move your legs and arms?" Awww I love him <33 He grunted in pain, but was able to move all four limbs. Still, Aragorn’s anxiety was hardly eased. A wrong move and it looked to him as though the arrow could shift and cut through his spine. It may have even punctured Halbarad’s lung. Aragorn had no way of knowing, and if it had passed through a lung... well, that indeed was beyond his skill. Eep eep eep Aragorn turned to Glorfindel. "The arrow does not seem to have affected his spine," he whispered. "But I fear it is so close. Too close. I cannot try to remove it – I have not the skill, nor is there anyone between here and Imladris who does, even my brothers. But do we dare move him? Which is the greater risk?" Glorfindel gave no answer, and the worry that haunted his eyes did Aragorn’s state of mind little good. Aksjdjfkdk he does not knowwww He turned back to Halbarad, noticing he was starting to shiver. He quickly pulled off his coat and laid it over him, careful to avoid the arrow. He looked again at the wicked shaft, wondering if the point was poisoned, wondering what to do, wondering how on Arda he could find the courage he needed to deal with this when fear for Halbarad so consumed him he could barely think straight. He sat back on his haunches and laid a hand on Halbarad’s forehead. Whether it was the coat that warmed him or Aragorn’s touch, the shivering lessened. "Easy, my friend. We will solve this," he said, wishing he knew how. Awww HES SO TERRIFIED AND NOW ITS FOR HIS FRIEND Halbarad shivering less perhaps at his touch <333 and Aragorn laying his coat over him Perhaps. It would test his knowledge to its limit, and test the skills of his hands to their utmost, but he might be able.... aksjdj could he He swallowed. He would need steady hands... two steady hands. He flexed his left hand, and then slowly raised his arm, holding his hand out. After only a moment, the arm trembled and pain started shooting down its length. His hand involuntarily twitched. It was no good. NOOOO his own injuries preventing him, cursing his unsteady hands that until now have only been a nuisance and are now a danger, Fighting tears, he dropped his arm. Glorfindel looked at him questioningly, but he merely shook his head. It would be far too great a risk. He took a deep, steady breath. Since he dare not remove the arrow himself, there was only one option. He shut his eyes, praying it was the right decision. "We must get him..." He stopped and corrected himself and looked at Halbarad, whose pain-filled eyes looked back at his with such unshakeable trust that an empty hollow yawned in Aragorn’s gut. He did not know that he could live up to that trust. "I am sorry. We must get you to Rivendell, somehow. I think only Lord Elrond has the skills you need. We will find a wagon–" Aksjdjfkskdk remembering to look at and address Halbarad, who is still awake <333 AND FILLED WITH TRUST because of course he trusts Aragorn with his life <3 "No," Glorfindel immediately said. "A wagon would be too slow and jostle him too much. And you would be forced to go all the way to the Last Bridge to cross. That would add days to your travel." Mmm yes "But what other choice have we? He cannot ride– " Glorfindel raised his hand to silence Aragorn. "Hear me out. Even cutting across the river here, using the ferry, and into the Wilds by the hidden trails, any ordinary horse would take two days, but Asfaloth is Elven-trained and nearly as strong as the Meara. He can take you there by dawn, even riding double, as long as you yourself have the strength to bear Halbarad." YES ASFALOTH and Aragorn and Halbarad riding together on him <3 Aragorn could not say for certain that he had such endurance, but he set his jaw. "I will find the strength." AKSJDJFKDK finally returning to Rivendell. For Halbarad, this stubborn man. (Referring to Aragorn—they’re both stubborn though) And okay it is indeed going to test his endurance to the very edge, and HE WILL NOT HAVE HALBARAD’S STRENGTH TO SUPPORT HIM <:((( <3 Glorfindel nodded. "Asfaloth knows the way, and he knows you. And even at speed, he will know to set his gait so that Halbarad will not be jarred, and we will bind the arrow so that it cannot move. All I need do is tell Asfaloth to bear you and Halbarad swiftly and safely to your father’s house." Without waiting for an answer, he let out a low, quavering whistle, calling to his mount. Aragorn looked at Halbarad. "Do you think you can do this thing?" "I have... little choice," Halbarad whispered. He shut his eyes, then added, "I trust you. You will get me to Rivendell." <333 whether he can, he must. He is brave. Aksjdjd I love them all Aragorn blinked away a sudden burning in his eyes and turned to Glorfindel. "Thank you, my friend. It is a gift beyond price. I will leave things here under your charge." Aragorn could not hold back a bitter smile. "Perhaps I would be wiser to leave the Dúnedain under your leadership than ever take it back upon myself. You have done far better than I." "I will do as you ask, but believe me when I tell you I will be more than relieved to turn things back over to your charge. You are a fine chieftain, Estel." He reached out and touched Aragorn’s shoulder. "Do not lose sight of your worth." AWWWWWW TELL HIM, GLORFINDEL Do not lose sight of your worth <3333 <:(((( HES DOING A FINE (as in, wonderful) JOB GLORFINDEL CONFIRMED It is a heavy burden even for him, and he knows Aragorn handles it with such grace Aragorn could not speak for a moment, then he cleared his throat even as he busied himself tearing long strips from Halbarad’s tunic in order to bind the arrow more tightly against any movement. "I will not. Tell my brothers what has happened. They may want to follow, and that will be up to your discretion, but I dare not wait for them. Bronadui is not the horse Asfaloth is, but he will live up to his name and bear you as far as you ask him. Take as many of my men as you see fit and see to it that the Nazgûl is truly gone. " ARAGORN CRY he is touched <333 "As you wish, Lord Aragorn." Aragorn smiled fleetingly. Not "Estel" this time, but "Lord Aragorn." The Elf lord was anything but subtle. He was sure Glorfindel meant it as an encouragement, but any thought of his chieftaincy simply wearied him. AKSJDJ <333 I love how deliberate he is. And calling him Aragorn <3 Asfaloth clattered up to them, a pale shape in the night, flowing with the soft music of the bells on his headstall. Glorfindel leaped to his feet to whisper into his ear. The magnificent horse nodded his head as though in agreement and pawed the ground once. He then turned his great liquid eyes toward Aragorn and nudged his shoulder gently. <333 THANKS ASFALOTH "It will be as you say, Aragorn, son of Arathorn," Glorfindel said. Aragorn kept himself from wincing at the Elf lord’s continued heavy-handed measures of encouragement. "Asfaloth is ready for you, as you can see. Let us get you and Halbarad aboard and on your way. Give Asfaloth his head and fear neither badger holes nor orcs nor wraiths. He will bear you to Lord Elrond without fail." Awwwww I know hes wincing but I appreciate it Aragorn nodded, his hands suddenly sweating. He had never actually ridden Asfaloth, and expert horseman though he was, the idea of riding an unfamiliar steed under such dire circumstances gave him a flutter in his belly. But there was nothing for it; it had to be done. He started to reach for Halbarad, but Glorfindel stayed his hand. "Wait," he said, and knelt beside Halbarad. He bent low over him, and Aragorn could see his hand moving to Halbarad’s back. He murmured something too low for Aragorn to hear, but immediately it seemed as though Halbarad’s labored breathing eased. Glorfindel pulled a small bottle from a hidden pocket and held it to Halbarad’s lips. That at least Aragorn recognized: miruvor, an Elven drink that gives strength to wearied limbs and refreshing to tired spirits. He realized he could do with some himself, and as if Glorfindel read his mind – a highly likely event, he thought wryly – Glorfindel straightened and held the bottle toward him. "Take a small sip." Akskdjfkdk thank you Glorfindel <333 this is exactly what they needed right now Aragorn did, and the colorless and tasteless liquid warmed him and some of his weariness dropped away. "Thank you," he said and handed the flask back. "Halbarad, you will have to ride behind me. Can you hold on, do you think?" Awww <333 Halbarad responded by trying to raise his arm, but he gasped and the arm dropped. "I-I don’t think I can." Skajdj whump This must truly be hurting him terribly. If anyone could rival Aragorn’s pain tolerance it’s Halbarad "Then we will put you behind Aragorn and tie you to him and you will lean on his strength," Glorfindel said. AND YOU WILL LEAN ON HIS STRENGTH <333 The strength Aragorn doesn’t know if he has BUT HE MUST Halbarad unexpectedly laughed. "What amuses you, my friend?" Glorfindel asked, exchanging a puzzled look with Aragorn. Halbarad kept his gaze on Aragorn. "I was... was supposed to tie you across a horse to... to take you to Rivendell." LOLL SO HE WAS <:( <3 "So you were," Aragorn said, but he could not bring himself to smile. He was barely able to speak. <:((( "I have no idea what you two are talking about, but best you be going," Glorfindel said, then muttered under his breath, "The minds of Men are as murky as the Bruinen after a hard rain." SKAJDJ I love him XD Halbarad laughed again, but his smile turned to a grimace as they knelt and eased him to a sitting position. Aragorn kept his hand on the back of Halbarad’s neck, trying to keep any movement from jostling the arrow. But despite his care, Halbarad turned even more pale. "Can you make it?" Aragorn asked. "Did you feel the arrow move?" Eeeppppp Despite his care <3 "No, it seems to be holding steady." Halbarad took several breaths. "Give me a moment." They waited and when he finally nodded, eased him to his feet. "Steady, Halbarad," Aragorn murmured. He left Glorfindel to support Halbarad alone and sprang into the saddle. As he pulled himself up, he felt a sudden tearing pain in the wound on his left arm, but he ignored it as he settled himself and reached for Halbarad. oop YES YES hehe SKAJDJ I didn’t really think about getting Halbarad onto Asfaloth With Asfaloth standing as steady as the Argonath, Glorfindel guided Halbarad to the horse and between Aragorn’s pulling hand and the Elf lord’s lifting arms, Halbarad slung himself behind Aragorn. Aragorn felt him sag against him, heard Halbarad’s gasping breath and felt his rapidly beating heart even through his vest and tunic. "Halbarad? Is the arrow–" Halbarad’s answer was barely above a breath. "It has not... not moved. You bound it well." <333 he is a good healer STEADY AS THE ARGONATH <3 He clung to Aragorn’s waist, resting his head against Aragorn’s back, but his grip seemed perilously weak. Aragorn reached down to grasp Halbarad’s arm, wishing he had the Elven skill of imparting strength through thought. "Hang on, Halbarad," he murmured, knowing the words were nothing but platitudes. Still, Halbarad’s arm seemed to strengthen as it tightened slightly around his waist. <333 I wish he did too I loveeeeee Halbarad hanging on to and resting his head against Aragorn’s back for support and strength. And still his words are strengthening to Halbarad <3 "Thank you," Halbarad breathed. "Do not die on me and that will be all the thanks I need." A movement of Halbarad’s head told Aragorn that his friend had nodded. Amazingly, he almost fancied he could feel Halbarad smiling against his back. Perhaps I took too big a swallow of the miruvor. Awwwwww yes Glorfindel fished out a coil of grey elven rope and shook it loose. "Lift your arms, Aragorn." Aragorn complied, wincing at another sharp twinge in the splinter wounds on his upper left arm. Yesssss he’s having trouble raising his arms as well Glorfindel swiftly tied a length around Halbarad’s and Aragorn’s waists, then again around their chests, binding them securely to one another while avoiding placing the rope anywhere near the arrow. Halbarad remained silent throughout, although Aragorn could feel him trembling. Glorfindel tied a sure knot, then laid one hand on Aragorn’s knee and another on Halbarad’s. "May the Valar give you swift passage, Estel Elrondion, and lend strength and grace to you, Halbarad Dúnadan. I will see you both at Rivendell and we will sing songs in the Hall of Fire and remember not the fear of this night but the victory." Skajdjfjdkdkdjk what a beautiful blessing. Also the thing them securely together, twice, feeling like a symbol of their trust <3 and I expect they will need another to untie them in the end With that benediction, he slapped Asfolath’s haunch. "Ride as swiftly and smoothly as the wind, Asfaloth!" Again, the blessing of Glorfindel upon them, and placing his hands upon their knees <333 also ESTEL ELRONDION again “son of Elrond” being in his name makes me happyyyyyy And okay perhaps Glorfindel could make this journey instead but I like very much it being Aragorn. He knows Halbarad better, probably could not have lifted them onto the horse, and also probably did not have the strength to stay behind and continue leading the people and protect them if the wraith had not wholly fled

MikoNoNyte	Reviewed Chapter: 17 on 1/28/2013
Had to stop to remark again. This has been an incredible journey thus far. Your combat again has me grinning as most people cannot do melee or combat to save their lives. And Glorfindel! OmG!!! I have loved this elf since the beginning but never EVER could find a fanfic that did him justice. Here is his justice. His confrontation with the Nazgul was epically enjoyable! I could feel a bit sorry for Aragorn, giving up command, yet here is a guy who quibbles about even BEING in command some days - to hear him grumble anyways. And of course the combat of Glorfindel as witnessed by our intrepid Aragorn and Halbarad! Actually allowing the elf to enjoy his combat! Rich! I'm quickly running out of praise for this. I'm finding more and more to like about it; not just as a fanfic, but as a well written story with lots of mature, professional descriptions and it warms my heart. Whatever took me so long to wander over here I'll never know, but I'm very glad I did. Favorite quote so far (and it's getting more difficult when you use lines like this and get me giggling like a school-girl): "If you were as mighty a warrior as Glorfindel, who killed a Balrog, who died and was reborn, and who drove out the Witch-king from Arnor, you could put bells on your horse and sound trumpets everywhere you went and still the orcs would run far, far from you." Author Reply: I'm still grinning over your review! Thank you so much. It means so much when someone likens my writing to professional standards, and I really am pleased you like my take on Glorfindel. I want to portray him as the ultimate warrior, but still having the joy of the Eldar--it's a fine line between too light and too grim with him. As for writing combat... I can only cast blame on all those Bernard Cornwell books I've read! His Sharpe novels are still a big influence on how I write action scenes. I hope you continue enjoying this!

Ellynn	Reviewed Chapter: 17 on 8/25/2010
It looks to me as though you are trying everything to keep me from my house work. :) The laundry still waits to be ironed, you know? I promised myself this morning that I'd read only two chapters and then go ironing. And look at me! I've just read the third, without pause, and I want to continue right away. Ok. A compromise. I'll do some 30 minutes of ironing, and then I'm going back to reading. Do I have to say more? I can't stop reading, this is really like an excellent action movie right in front of my eyes. Author Reply: Wow, 30 minutes worth of ironing??? tries to remember where my iron even is I'm glad to provide a diversion from your domestic chores--glad you're enjoying the action!

LisaG	Reviewed Chapter: 17 on 2/5/2010
That was great! I LOVE Glorfindel's confrontation with the Nazgul...you had me chuckling with his cocky attitude after running the wrait off. But oh! Then you sunk us into heartbreak with Halbarad's fearome injury. I was teary eyes as Aragorn tried to deal with the situation...his hearbreak for his best friend was plapable. sniff! Author Reply: Ooh, it does my sadistic heart good to hear a reader was moved to tears! g No, I'm not really sadistic but I am glad you found this chapter both humorous and wrenching enough to bring out chuckles and tissues. The rollercoaster just never ends for Aragorn, does it??? Thanks for the review!

Dreamdeer	Reviewed Chapter: 17 on 8/10/2009
The intense detail that makes this chapter so realistic does not slow down the emotional rollercoaster in the least. The writer puts the reader through too many changes to describe, in a breathtakingly short period of time. Author Reply: This chapter, admittedly, I had a very fun time writing, simply because of all the emotions that ran through it. I got to yank everyone--especially Aragorn-- from hither to yon by the end. I'm glad you enjoyed it and thank you for the review!

Linda Hoyland	Reviewed Chapter: 17 on 4/4/2009
Poor Halbarad.That was a shock! At least Aragorn is going to Rivendell,but in dire circumstances.Another gripping chapter. Author Reply: Thank you, Linda! Definitely a shocking turn... it really threw poor Aragorn for a loop, didn't it. But yes, they're now unequivocally heading to Rivendell! Thanks for the review!

Minerva Organa	Reviewed Chapter: 17 on 3/28/2009
Wow. Just...wow. I loved this. Glorfindel against the Nazgul was kind of amazing. Your descriptions of his nonchalant manner throughout the entire thing...wonderful. I was a bit giggly. And of course just as we think we're out of the woods (well, in terms of the Nazgul)...Halbarad! wants to hug Poor guy. I hope they get to Rivendell all right! I love how much detail you always manage to put in your writing. The description of getting Aragorn and Halbarad situated with Asfaloth was really great. Little things like that always make it seem much more real. =D Author Reply: Thank you, Minerva! I'm so glad you liked Glorfindel's fight... I did want to put a bit of humor into that, because I just can't see Glorfindel being overly concerned about a "mere" Nazgul, not with everything he's already conquered in his long years. And I see him as an Elf who really actually enjoys a good battle like that. So yes, giggly was a bit what I was going for as a reader reaction. :) And details, yes! I like to cram as many in that I can, especially when it's a situation that in "real life" might not really work. I can't imagine in our day of ambulances and splinting and restraints and ultra careful patient handling anyone putting a patient on a horse and galloping away into the night. So I had to make sure I showed them doing everything possible to secure Halbarad. They really were in a no-win situation, so risks had to be lessened in whatever way they could manage--battlefield improvisation, I guess you could call it. And thank goodness for Tolkien creating Asfaloth, or I would have had even greater headaches trying to get Halbarad (and Aragorn!) to Rivendell. Of course... they're not there yet. evil grin Thanks again for the review!

Silivren Tinu	Reviewed Chapter: 17 on 3/24/2009
This chapter has just become my most favourite chapter of the entire story. I absolutely LOVED how you described Glorfindel and his battle with the wraith at the beginning! faints from awesomeness I would like to be able to quote some favourite sentences, but actually there was no sentence referring to Glorfindel I didn't love. ;-) I also liked how you described Aragorn and Halbarad's reactions to the wraith, and how Halbarad clung to Aragorn, probably without even noticing what he did. g I was really relieved when Glorfindel had finally managed to drive the Nazgul away, though it makes me a bit nervous that Aragorn still sensed something evil around (if that evil wasn't the orc who shot Halbarad). Poor Halbarad! It seems he has finally managed to find a way to get Aragorn to Rivendell, but somehow I don't think that's exactly the way he had planned things to be. g I loved Aragorn's fear and worrying and Halbarad's unconditional trust in him. huggles both of them To let them ride to Rivendell together on Asfaloth's back was a wonderful idea of yours! I loved the Asfaloth-scenes in both book and movie, but I have to say I very much prefer him carrying two rangers instead of one hobbit. ;-) Hm... now you have me wondering if there'll be a Nazgul on their heels all the way to Imladris, too... looks nervous I think this chapter had just about everything I love reading about! happily huggles chapter Almut Author Reply: Thank you, Almut! Wow, this is your favorite? Terrific! I'm glad to hear that because it really wasn't my favorite to write; it gave me headaches up until I posted it yesterday. LOL Getting that battle between Glorfindel and the Wraith just the way it needed to be was a challenge. I wanted him to chant the hymn but I needed it to be Sam's version of the hymn... but then that wasn't quite the official words the Elves sing of it... but then I ran across a quote from Letters saying that it could be that there were more stanzas to the entire hymn so there was my "excuse" should anyone protest too loud and long. LOL Oh the things we have to do to at least try to stick to canon! But I'm glad in the end it all worked so well for you. Once I had the chapter finished, I did like it, and yes, I tried to work in some of my own foreshadowing against the day Glorfindel will be called on to rescue another fallen hero, one much smaller. ;) Thanks again for the lovely review!

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