The Houseless Ones

by Jay of Lasgalen  

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“Legends say that on this day, the dead walk.”

“Ha!  I thought you feared not the dead, Master Elf?”

Legolas shrugged.  “The ghosts of men hold no terror for me.  But my own people – they are the houseless ones, who refused the summons of Mandos.   In denying death, they became trapped between Arda and the Halls.  I have seen them, Gimli – wisps of mist; flickering flames rising out of the cold earth.  They are restless.  We should hurry.”

Around them, darkness spread; misty flames flickering slowly above unseen candles as pale lights and shadows grew.

The dead walked with them.