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'Tis A Strange World
Aragorn was the first to wake. He leapt to his feet and glanced around. They appeared to be in an alley-way...... but it was like none he had ever seen beforel. Perhaps the others could make something of it. Aragorn bent down to the nearest, Frodo, and gently shook him. "Frodo!" he called softly, and at the sound of his voice, the Ring-Bearer awoke. "Where are we?" the hobbit asked, waking Pippin and Merry with his words. "Well, it's not the Pass." Pippin piped in. Merry rolled his eyes. "Way to state the obvious, Pip!" he chuckled, waking Sam and Boromir. The Man immediately drew his sword; he did not like the looks of the alley at all......
"I think we entered a time portal back at the Pass," said Gandalf quietly, who had been awake thinking for some time. "Are we in the future or the past?" asked Frodo sensibly. Sam sat up, inspecting a bruise on his hip. "I would guess that we have arrived in the future. However, I can sense this world is alike, yet different to ours, so it must be an alternate future." Pippin bit his lip, trying to figure this out, as Legolas stood, gingerly rubbing a lump on his head. "Gimli!" the elf whispered. Gimli's eyelids fluttered, then opened wide. "Balin?!" he yelled, standing unsteadily. He was silent as he took in the dark alley with an audible intake of breath. "Where are we?" he asked more quietly. "In the future of an alternate world. Sauron laid us a trap and we fell into it like rats!" he explained patiently to the dwarf. "Aragorn, go have a look around." he commanded, and the Ranger walked silently to the opening into the street and looked out. "I see a black, paved road. It is much smoother than in Bree, or even Gondor. We must be in a city, for the buildings crowd so close, that I cannot imagine how they exist, without choking for lack of air. There are many Men walking about, and some Ladies with them. There are also children... but I see no hobbits, nor elves, nor dwarves. Only men. They are dressed in a strange fashion, indeed. Most wear blue or black pants with belts and matching shirts. Legolas," he called softly to the elf. "I need your eyes." Legolas ran to stand beside Aragorn and, upon looking out, he gasped. "There are machines!" he cried. "Machines like I have never seen before. They carry people to and fro on wheels on the pavement. I see no horses; these strange machines must be their mode of traveling. Some appear to be speaking into small black boxes. And there are much odder things than these: but it is safe to say 'tis a strange world indeed." Legolas finished in a whisper. "Wait!" he said suddenly and Gandalf turned his head to stare at the elf. "There is a fair maiden walking by...."
Gimli snorted in amusement. "This is no time to be scouting out ladies, Master Legolas!" Legolas shot him a dirty look. "That's not why I paused! It's because she has elvish ears!"
'Tis A Strange World
Aragorn was the first to wake. He leapt to his feet and glanced around. They appeared to be in an alley-way...... but it was like none he had ever seen beforel. Perhaps the others could make something of it. Aragorn bent down to the nearest, Frodo, and gently shook him. "Frodo!" he called softly, and at the sound of his voice, the Ring-Bearer awoke. "Where are we?" the hobbit asked, waking Pippin and Merry with his words. "Well, it's not the Pass." Pippin piped in. Merry rolled his eyes. "Way to state the obvious, Pip!" he chuckled, waking Sam and Boromir. The Man immediately drew his sword; he did not like the looks of the alley at all......
"I think we entered a time portal back at the Pass," said Gandalf quietly, who had been awake thinking for some time. "Are we in the future or the past?" asked Frodo sensibly. Sam sat up, inspecting a bruise on his hip. "I would guess that we have arrived in the future. However, I can sense this world is alike, yet different to ours, so it must be an alternate future." Pippin bit his lip, trying to figure this out, as Legolas stood, gingerly rubbing a lump on his head. "Gimli!" the elf whispered. Gimli's eyelids fluttered, then opened wide. "Balin?!" he yelled, standing unsteadily. He was silent as he took in the dark alley with an audible intake of breath. "Where are we?" he asked more quietly. "In the future of an alternate world. Sauron laid us a trap and we fell into it like rats!" he explained patiently to the dwarf. "Aragorn, go have a look around." he commanded, and the Ranger walked silently to the opening into the street and looked out. "I see a black, paved road. It is much smoother than in Bree, or even Gondor. We must be in a city, for the buildings crowd so close, that I cannot imagine how they exist, without choking for lack of air. There are many Men walking about, and some Ladies with them. There are also children... but I see no hobbits, nor elves, nor dwarves. Only men. They are dressed in a strange fashion, indeed. Most wear blue or black pants with belts and matching shirts. Legolas," he called softly to the elf. "I need your eyes." Legolas ran to stand beside Aragorn and, upon looking out, he gasped. "There are machines!" he cried. "Machines like I have never seen before. They carry people to and fro on wheels on the pavement. I see no horses; these strange machines must be their mode of traveling. Some appear to be speaking into small black boxes. And there are much odder things than these: but it is safe to say 'tis a strange world indeed." Legolas finished in a whisper. "Wait!" he said suddenly and Gandalf turned his head to stare at the elf. "There is a fair maiden walking by...."
Gimli snorted in amusement. "This is no time to be scouting out ladies, Master Legolas!" Legolas shot him a dirty look. "That's not why I paused! It's because she has elvish ears!"