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Blind Leading the Blind Chapter 1
The Fellowship had stopped on the top of the mountain, when if needed could be protected by the sun bleached rock formations from evil eyes. They had walked since early morning and by the sun being directly above them, it was time for the noon meal. Sam had started to unload Bill, while Merry and Pippin searched for some kind of kindling to start a small fire.
Gandalf had walked over to where Frodo had sat down a moment to catch his breath. He had noticed that Frodo was rubbing his left shoulder a bit.
Frodo looked up to the tall figure that had blocked the sunlight from him casting a long shadow. At first he thought it was a Ringwraith returning and he had flinched putting an arm up to shield his face.
"Frodo? Are you alright?" Gandalf had questioned, noticing Frodo flinching but did not dwell on it.
"Oh, Gandalf" he mumbled as he looked back up to the figure casting the shadow. "I'm fine. Just tired. You know, long hike up here."
"Yes," he agreed. Then he knew what answer he was going to get but he had to ask anyways. "How is your shoulder. I noticed you were rubbing it."
Frodo didn't want to bother anyone about his pains, most least of all Aragorn, and if he did, he was sure some kind of concoction would be forced upon him to drink. So he lied. "It's fine. The shoulder strap on my pack was pinching my skin."
"Hmmm." Then Gandalf walked away towards one of the taller rocks, holding his staff for support and lowering his himself to the ground beside Gimli. Then from the top of his staff he pulled out his pipe and lit it.
Legolas, however, was always on lookout. Walking from boulder to boulder, his keen elf senses never resting. His eyes had made a quick sweep of the valley. A sudden clanging of metal caught his attention, and someone counting? It was Boromir teaching Merry and Pippin the art of wielding their swords in combat. " I thought they were gathering wood" he asked himself. He turned to find Sam already cooking. How long was he in thought? He wondered.
"Good, keep going, " encouraged Boromir to Pippin who was his sparring partner at this time. "Move your feet!" Aragorn added. Sam had finished his quick meal of tomatoes, fruit and some meat. He had called out to everyone that it was time to eat. He then proceeded to carry a plate for himself and Frodo. He didn't like how Mr. Frodo was looking since his recovery in Rivendell. Always by some accord and the blessings of Elbereth he would eat something if he was the one offering it to him. He knew they had a long road ahead of them and he wanted Frodo to have the best advantage possible. As he approached where Frodo was sitting, he offered the plate and Frodo took it.
"Thanks, Sam. I was getting hungry," he replied as Frodo reached for the plate.
Now Gimli was wondering why they were taking the long way around and was going to get an answer. "Gandalf, why can't we go through the mines of Moria? It would be shorter and my cousin Balin would give us a warm welcome, " he stated matter of factly.
"No, Gimli, I would not go that route unless I had no other choice," Gandalf replied taking another puff of his pipe.
Out of the corner of Legolas's eye he saw something. Dark? He had jumped down from one boulder and leaped to another with the grace of an Eagle. There it was, in the sky coming in fast.
"What is that?" Sam had asked. "Just a whisp of cloud. Pay it no mind." Gimli answered
Boromir, after being tackled by Merry and Pippin, had just gotten up off his hide and resheathed his sword. "Its coming fast. And against the wind!" he proclaimed.
Just then Legolas had yelled "Crebain from Dunland!"
"Hide!" Aragorn shouted while picking his items off the ground. " Frodo, Sam Take cover, hurry!"
Frodo and Sam scrambled to doush the fire and pick up there belongings as well. Frodo had spotted a boulder with just big enough crevice to crawl into. Aragorn was heading the same way and joined Frodo.
It was too late that Frodo had not seen the snake when he dove into the crevice. He had disturbed the snakes nest and the snake was none too pleased. The black red colored head raised in defense and without warning struck out at Frodo. It was just that quick. The poison had sprayed and landed in Frodo's eyes."AHHHHHHHHH,, gasp, (another scream). "AHHHHHHH"
To Be Continued. Please read and review.
Blind Leading the Blind Chapter 1
The Fellowship had stopped on the top of the mountain, when if needed could be protected by the sun bleached rock formations from evil eyes. They had walked since early morning and by the sun being directly above them, it was time for the noon meal. Sam had started to unload Bill, while Merry and Pippin searched for some kind of kindling to start a small fire.
Gandalf had walked over to where Frodo had sat down a moment to catch his breath. He had noticed that Frodo was rubbing his left shoulder a bit.
Frodo looked up to the tall figure that had blocked the sunlight from him casting a long shadow. At first he thought it was a Ringwraith returning and he had flinched putting an arm up to shield his face.
"Frodo? Are you alright?" Gandalf had questioned, noticing Frodo flinching but did not dwell on it.
"Oh, Gandalf" he mumbled as he looked back up to the figure casting the shadow. "I'm fine. Just tired. You know, long hike up here."
"Yes," he agreed. Then he knew what answer he was going to get but he had to ask anyways. "How is your shoulder. I noticed you were rubbing it."
Frodo didn't want to bother anyone about his pains, most least of all Aragorn, and if he did, he was sure some kind of concoction would be forced upon him to drink. So he lied. "It's fine. The shoulder strap on my pack was pinching my skin."
"Hmmm." Then Gandalf walked away towards one of the taller rocks, holding his staff for support and lowering his himself to the ground beside Gimli. Then from the top of his staff he pulled out his pipe and lit it.
Legolas, however, was always on lookout. Walking from boulder to boulder, his keen elf senses never resting. His eyes had made a quick sweep of the valley. A sudden clanging of metal caught his attention, and someone counting? It was Boromir teaching Merry and Pippin the art of wielding their swords in combat. " I thought they were gathering wood" he asked himself. He turned to find Sam already cooking. How long was he in thought? He wondered.
"Good, keep going, " encouraged Boromir to Pippin who was his sparring partner at this time. "Move your feet!" Aragorn added. Sam had finished his quick meal of tomatoes, fruit and some meat. He had called out to everyone that it was time to eat. He then proceeded to carry a plate for himself and Frodo. He didn't like how Mr. Frodo was looking since his recovery in Rivendell. Always by some accord and the blessings of Elbereth he would eat something if he was the one offering it to him. He knew they had a long road ahead of them and he wanted Frodo to have the best advantage possible. As he approached where Frodo was sitting, he offered the plate and Frodo took it.
"Thanks, Sam. I was getting hungry," he replied as Frodo reached for the plate.
Now Gimli was wondering why they were taking the long way around and was going to get an answer. "Gandalf, why can't we go through the mines of Moria? It would be shorter and my cousin Balin would give us a warm welcome, " he stated matter of factly.
"No, Gimli, I would not go that route unless I had no other choice," Gandalf replied taking another puff of his pipe.
Out of the corner of Legolas's eye he saw something. Dark? He had jumped down from one boulder and leaped to another with the grace of an Eagle. There it was, in the sky coming in fast.
"What is that?" Sam had asked. "Just a whisp of cloud. Pay it no mind." Gimli answered
Boromir, after being tackled by Merry and Pippin, had just gotten up off his hide and resheathed his sword. "Its coming fast. And against the wind!" he proclaimed.
Just then Legolas had yelled "Crebain from Dunland!"
"Hide!" Aragorn shouted while picking his items off the ground. " Frodo, Sam Take cover, hurry!"
Frodo and Sam scrambled to doush the fire and pick up there belongings as well. Frodo had spotted a boulder with just big enough crevice to crawl into. Aragorn was heading the same way and joined Frodo.
It was too late that Frodo had not seen the snake when he dove into the crevice. He had disturbed the snakes nest and the snake was none too pleased. The black red colored head raised in defense and without warning struck out at Frodo. It was just that quick. The poison had sprayed and landed in Frodo's eyes."AHHHHHHHHH,, gasp, (another scream). "AHHHHHHH"
To Be Continued. Please read and review.