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Healing Waters by Nancylea57

Title: Healing Waters
Theme: July Challenge: Summertime
Elements: The trickling of the water as it fed into the pond was like the music of nature, and calmed him
Author's Notes:
Summary:some go to Halls of Mandos, some don't
Word Count:1164

Healing Waters

The trickling of the water as it fed into the pond was like the music of nature, and calmed him

He wasn’t sure if he was dead or not, he was not even sure he was really here. All he knew was that someone was talking over there, and it is disturbing the water. Wait a minute, it is ‘disturbing the water’; what kind of a fool has I become. No, really listen; no voices the water is soft and smooth and as calm as it is calming. Now that high even voice, the water is shiver-y. And now the low, rumbling voice; listen you can hear the water quiver. How strange, I never thought of water as a being. Why now?

Oh, good they’re moving away. Back to ‘sleep’ and more dreams.

The trickling of the water as it fed into the pond was like the music of nature, and calmed him

Oh, birds. Listen to the little birds. There that’s a wren, that first one might have been a dove. That is pigeons, a lot of them. Sounds like someone is feeding them.

I wonder where this is. What has become of me? Gee, I guess first I should figure out who am I?

Too tired. Let’s just lay here and listen. Ducks……Geese………..Swan…oops there’s the other one, swans.

The trickling of the water as it fed into the pond was like the music of nature, and calmed him

They’re back; no wait there’s more of them this time.. Cold fingers, cold fingers….that is not nice. Just who are you and who gave you permission to handle me like that. Put me down, put me down, NOW. OH, THAT FEELS GOOD. Maybe you are taking care of me. Yes, oh, rub that spot again. No a little left….left…what’s the matter can’t you hear me?

Wait, wait, what did she just say? Oh this is called a bath? We can do this some more, oh yes that scratchy thing feels real good. A little harder, just a little …..Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!

Hhhm! Hold on; lifting again, be careful, careful here. Ahhhh, fuzzy, smooth, soft oh, yes good stuff.

The trickling of the water as it fed into the pond was like the music of nature, and calmed him

Something’s different, what is that? Why is it--- wait that would be light? So this would be a blink. See-- light, dark; light, dark. Let’s see that would be blue, it’s wide and far away, hmmm, thinks, think harder, THINK. Oh, sky! That’s sky.

Now if that’s sky that would be sun. I’m REMEMBERING!!! This is fun. Sky. Sun. Tree. Grass. Hand. Fingers. Skin. Fingers on skin, why? Oh, yes they call this touching.

Okay, we have skin, fingers; this would be arm; that would be foot. What’s the stuff on the foot?

Soft, not real smooth, kind of bumpy. Wait a minute, there’s lots of little ones; it’s not just one it’s lots and lots. Feels better if I push away from me. When I pull my hand towards me it bunches and snarls…..hair…..this is hair, no this is fur, no this is hair. Definitely, hair.

Tired. Oh so tired.

The trickling of the water as it fed into the pond was like the music of nature, and calmed him

Sméagol, Sméagol. Time to awaken.. Come my child, we need to talk about the things we did to you.

Rumbling Basso: We needed someone tough enough to survive handling IT. I’m sorry that we didn’t know that IT was as aware as that. Once you had succumbed to the temptation to wear it, it seemed wisest to let you be its keeper for all those yens. I offer you our humblest apology. We knew your kind were tough, strong, able fighters, and protective of what you claim as your own. We just didn’t know enough about HIM and how relentless he could be.

You see, we are content with who we are and happy with the position Eru has given us. We would never think about trying to gather each other’s power unto ourselves; therefore we were unprepared for the impossible to imagine things that HE not only imagined but designed.

High Tenor: What we are attempting to say to you is that we never saw that all the good that we have been offered by Eru has to in fact be balanced by all the horrors that HE dug out.

We saw a simple answer: you and Deagol take the ring, go on a hike to the mountain, find the forge, toss the trinket in and all is back to kosher.
How far off the path can you be, and we still don’t understand all that IT did to you. Apologies are all we can offer because we can’t undo or redo that life, what do you want in this life?

Mid-range Alto: We have treated you as we do all arrivals from Middle-earth, your body has been healed, and your soul soothed, your mind has rested and refreshed itself in its own time. We have tried to give you as much care and consideration, as we could. Each of us has held you and sang The Song of Life with you, to you and for you. You have cried on us, you have curled up into tight little balls of pain in our presence. Just recently, we have noticed that you are starting to reach out. What would give you comfort? What can we do to help you learn to sing The Song of Life again?

Low Soprano: We admit to ignorance, please help us correct ourselves. You need contact, we know this. We just have no idea how much is too much how little is not enough? What --- Who would comfort you so that you can rejoin life?

Deagol, Frodo, Sam, heck even Aragorn have asked if you are better, they wonder why they aren’t allowed to see you? Frodo told me that he is beginning to believe that we won’t let you return. He needs you to finish healing himself you see. He still thinks he should have kept you from falling into the chasm.

“They care?”

Basso: Of course they care; you are a part of them.

Soprano: It is when we have allowed Deagol to help with your care, that we saw you reaching out. When he is in the gardens with you, you hear his Song of Life. Your eyes open, you move your head, searching for him; in fact the other day he says you petted his foot.

“Deagol comes to see me?”

Soprano: Do you like that? Could he visit more often? Do you want to go see him?

“Yes. Now, please. Sunshine. Water. Boating. Swimming. ”

Tenor: Olorin, we have a need for your escort please. Sméagol wants to visit. Please see that he doesn’t become overwhelmed.

The trickling of the water as it feeds into the pond, may it enter into your dreams.


( 7 comments — Leave a comment )
Jul. 15th, 2008 07:46 am (UTC)
Now, this was unusual! I've had my own ideas on what that awajening might be like, of course. But I do like this one.
Jul. 16th, 2008 07:30 pm (UTC)
i thought that smeagol needed a long loving relationship if he was to heal as the other ringbearers got to.
Jul. 15th, 2008 04:55 pm (UTC)
Oh, very nice! I really enjoyed this.
Jul. 16th, 2008 07:36 pm (UTC)
thank you. ps found your journal hope you don't mind.
Jul. 16th, 2008 10:13 pm (UTC)
Nah, I don't mind at all. I'll friend you back!
Jul. 24th, 2008 04:58 pm (UTC)
One would hope that there would eventually be healing for Sméagol:)
Jul. 24th, 2008 09:55 pm (UTC)
geuss we all will have to trust our father.
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