I promise I'm working...it's just slow going. :(
"That song was so beautiful, Mr. Frodo," Sam whispered, still in awe. He could hear her voice in his head, the echo of her melody still lifting his heart long after it was over.
Frodo smiled next to him, his eyes glowing bright in the candlelight. "Do you want to know what she was singing about?" he asked.
Sam laughed. "To tell you the truth, I'm a bit afraid to find out. It was such a lovely song and I'd be mighty disappointed if it were about something simple." He paused. "But then again Elvish songs are never about simple things, are they?"
"Some of them are," Frodo replied. "Elves have lullabyes, and children's songs, and simple hymns and songs of thanks. Sometimes the most beautiful songs are about the simplest things."
"Is your song about simple things?" Sam asked.
Frodo laughed quietly, a wide smile on his face. "Yes, I suppose it is. It's about the fields and hills of Valinor. It talks about how flowers of every color stretch for miles there, and the way the sunlight looks as it shines through the tree branches. And how clear and warm the water is if you swim in it." He sighed. "I'm not sure why it touches me so. I first heard it not long after I came here, when I still used to ache inside for home. Even though I didn't understand it at first, something about that song took the ache away." He was quiet for a moment. "Are you disappointed?"
"No, not at all," Sam answered after a short pause. "In fact, I think I like it even more now."
"I'm glad to hear that," Frodo said. His wide grin had been replaced with a warm content smile that crinkled up the lines around his eyes. He turned around and snuffed out the candle on the table beside the bed, then settled into the pillows once more.
They did not speak again, but lay next to each other like they had countless times before, in much more dire circumstances. Sam smiled as he listened to Frodo's even breathing, enjoying the presence of the friend he had missed for so long. He reached out, searching for Frodo's fingers, and he felt Frodo's soft warm hand grip his. A feeling of peace came over him as he fell into a deep sleep and untroubled dreams.