Disclaimer: everything is owned by Tolkin, the story line, plot, etc. This is only to get me back into writing again. I own my own character, you'll figure that out way down the line.
"I am prestar sen: han mathon ne nen, han mathon ne chae .. a han noston ned wilit" 'The world is changed: I feel it in the water, I feel it in the earth … I smell it in the air', the Lady of the Wood whispered while she looked onto her peaceful garden, as visions danced in her mind, visions of what was, what is and what will be.
"It began with the forging of the Great Rings. Three were given to the Elves, immortal, wisest, fairest of all beings. Seven to the Dwarf Lords, great miners and craftsman of the mountain halls. And Nine … nine ringers were gifted to the race of Men who, above all else, desired power. For within these rings was bound the strength and will to govern each race... but they were all of them deceived for another ring was made. In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Sauron forged in secret a Master Ring to control all others, and into this ring he poured his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life. One Ring to rule them all… the one we all fear and seak.
"One by one of the Free lands of Middle Earth fell to the power of the ring. But there was some who reisted. A last alliance of Men and Elves marched against the armies of Mordor. On the slopes of Mount Doom, they fought for the freedom of Middle-Earth. Soon, victory was near for all.. but the power of the Ring could not be undone. Sauron emerged upon the battlefield, slaying all nearest to him, taking down the mightiest of Men and Elves alike…. One of which was the King of Gondor, it was in this moment when all hope was lost, but then, from the ashes, Islidur, son of the king, took up his father's sword… and Sauron, the enemy of the Free Peoples of Middle Earth, was defeated.
"The Ring passed to Isilder, who had this one chance to destroy evil forever, but the hearts of men are easily corrupted, and the Ring of Power has a will of its own… and in the end it betrayed Isilder to his death… Some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. History became legend, and legend became myth. For two and a half thousand years the Ring passed out of all knowledge… Until, when chance came, the Ring ensnared a new bearer, the creature Gollum. He took it, and for five hundred years it poisoned Gollum's mind, consuming him, bringing him unnatural long life. And in the gloom of Gollum's cave the Ring waited. Darkness crept back into the world, whispers of a nameless fear… the Shadow in the East. The Ring of Power perceived that it's time had now come. It abandoned Gollum… but something happened that the Ring did not intend, it was picked up by the most unlikely creature imaginable…a Hobbit… Bilbo Baggins of the Shire, for the time will soon come… when Hobbits will shape the fortunes of all,"
*** 20 Years Later ***
The wind was howling through the trees while the rain was driving down, as the storm raged on round the group of elves, who was desperately trying to make their way back to their homes. Suddenly out of nowhere a wail came from the south of where they were stood.
The guard raised his hand slowly, in signal for the elves behind him to stop. The other guard looked and asked, "Wargs?" As the third guard starts to usher the rest of the elves back to their own home, it was nightfall and sometimes woods can be a very dangerous place, now that the darkness has come back into the heart of Middle Earth.
"Quick, someone get Haldir" the third guard gasped as another wail was took upon the air. "For I am here" Haldir replied and without a shadow of a doubt the guards replied back with a confused look upon their faces. Slowly Haldir and the three guards moved forward, following the cries until they found themselves upon a small clearing, there they found the remains of a battle between what looked like elves and orcs. "Quick, check for survivors!" Haldir ordered the guards, suddenly the cry came again, and there under a large oak was a basket, and in this basket there was a small baby.