Disclaimer: I don't own anyone who was ever in the book or in the movie.
Author's note: This is my first attempt at a LOTR fic, so be gentle when you review.
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"YOU SHALL NOT PASS!"
With his mighty shout, Gandalf slammed his staff into the narrow bridge.
Nothing happened. Until the monster stepped onto the bridge. The stone crumbled underneath it, hurtling it down to the seemingly bottomless pit below.
The other members of the Fellowship watched in a mix of awe and terror.
All of a sudden, the monster's whip of fire snapped back, catching Gandalf's ankle and started pulling him down with it. Gandalf lost his footing and slid off the edge of the broken bridge until he was hanging on by just his two hands.
Young Frodo tried to help his old friend, but was held back.
Legolas could only stare, rigid with terror. His own mind had also frozen, but not out of fear for Gandalf. He had been in this almost exact same situation a little more that ten years ago. In the time it took for an eye to blink, he felt like he had relived the tale that only he knew: the tale of betrayal, and the woman who had stolen his heart.
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Author's note: I know, I know. It's very small right now. What do you expect at almost 1:00 AM? If I get more than one review, I'll start on the next chapter.
Author's note: This is my first attempt at a LOTR fic, so be gentle when you review.
* * * *
"YOU SHALL NOT PASS!"
With his mighty shout, Gandalf slammed his staff into the narrow bridge.
Nothing happened. Until the monster stepped onto the bridge. The stone crumbled underneath it, hurtling it down to the seemingly bottomless pit below.
The other members of the Fellowship watched in a mix of awe and terror.
All of a sudden, the monster's whip of fire snapped back, catching Gandalf's ankle and started pulling him down with it. Gandalf lost his footing and slid off the edge of the broken bridge until he was hanging on by just his two hands.
Young Frodo tried to help his old friend, but was held back.
Legolas could only stare, rigid with terror. His own mind had also frozen, but not out of fear for Gandalf. He had been in this almost exact same situation a little more that ten years ago. In the time it took for an eye to blink, he felt like he had relived the tale that only he knew: the tale of betrayal, and the woman who had stolen his heart.
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Author's note: I know, I know. It's very small right now. What do you expect at almost 1:00 AM? If I get more than one review, I'll start on the next chapter.