Staring down the cliff, Legolas refused to accept it. Aragorn was not dead. It could not be so.
“He is dead, laddie,” Legolas distantly heard Gimli telling him.
Legolas turned and started to walk down to the stream. Aragorn was somewhere in there. He might not be dead. Legolas knew that he would have to find his friend soon if he were to stand any chance of surviving.
Theoden called after him. Legolas’s only response was to break into a run, quickly leaving him and the Rohirrim behind. They could not have stopped him, even if they had wanted to.
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