Chapter One

Ride to Rohan

Morwen's horse galloped with speed. She had seen so much death in Mirkwood and so much darkness she could not stand the sight. Her long pure white hair blew in the wind, as she rode. She looked around her as the surroundings began to change as she was heading out of Mirkwood. The trees were beginning to die. The flowers were withering away. All Morwen could do was sigh in grief, and keep riding. Her home was in Mirkwood. She did not like seeing it the way it was. But, she knew that a new evil was rising, more terrible than the ring itself that had been casted into the fire years ago.

Morwen was finally out of the forests of Mirkwood. She turned south, heading towards the Field of Celebrant. After arriving, she leaped off her horse, looking around the terrain to see exactly where she was, and which direction she had to go. Seeing a quite, dark road leading towards Fangorn Forest, she mounted her horse, and took the road down the terrain. All she had to do was get to Fangorn, then make Edoras, the capital of Rohan. After riding for about an hour through Fangorn, there was a light up ahead. She road swiftly out of Fangorn, and then to Edoras, which was just about 4 more miles out. Morwen's hair began to blow around in her face, as she watched the people of Edoras looking out onto the horizon, watching her. She swiftly road up to the gate, and into Edoras.