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Chapter 9
We passed under an arched doorway into a black and empty space. Gandalf paused," Let me risk a little more light," Gandalf taped his staff...for a brief moment the light blazed... like a silent flash of lightning, shadows sprung up and fled.
"Behold," Gandalf said," The great realm and Dwarf city of Dwarrowdelf," My eyes widened at the sight of a vast roof, far above my heads, upheld by many mighty pillars made of stone. Before us was stretches a huge empty hall, with black walls, polished and smooth as glass.
"Well there's an eye opener," Sam said," No mistake!"
I nodded," You're not wrong Sam." Ahead of us, a wooden door has been smashed. Black arrows were embedded in the wood. Two goblin skeletons lied in the doorway.
Gimli rushed ahead," Gimli," Gandalf called to stop him.
Gimli ignored him and rushed into the vast empty chamber... lit with a narrow shaft of sunlight. It was daytime! Go figure. The light was beaming in from a small hole near the roof. Dwarf and Goblin skeletons were piled high everywhere. The shaft of light falls directly onto a stone table in the middle of the room: a single long block, about four feet high, topped with a slab of white marble.
Gimli fell to his knees sobbing," No... no... oh, no!"
I bit my lip, Poor Gimli.
Gandalf quietly read an inscription of runes, carved onto the white stone slab," Here lies Balin," he read aloud, "son of Fudin, Lord of Moria. He is dead, then. It's as I had feared."
Gandalf carefully lifted the rotting remains of a book from the white stone slab. It has been slashed and stabbed...and appeared to be covered in Dried Blood. The pages crack and break as he opened it, I tensed, something... Dangerous was near.
"We must move on," Legolas whispered to Aragorn," we cannot linger."
"They have taken the Bridge," Gandalf read," and the second hall: we have barred the gates...but cannot hold them for long...the ground shakes...drums in the deep...we cannot get out. A shadow moves in the dark. Will no one save us? They are coming," Unnerved, I unconsciously moved closer to Legolas.
I jumped when Pippin stumbled against the well, sending a precariously balanced armored skeleton tumbling in! Merry reached out, grabbing hold of Pippin before he fell.
Everyone froze in stunned silence as the armored skeleton clattered down the deep well...echoing loudly! I whimpered as I felt the dangerous energy approach us!
Gandalf turned angrily on Pippin," Fool of a Took! Throw yourself in next time and rid us of your stupidity!"
Pippin seemed to cower- and my maternal instincts took over. "Gandalf," I snapped simply, "shouting will not fix what has just happened. We will simply have to deal with the consequences."
Everyone starred at me in silence.
A low rolling boom rose from the depths below, grew louder.
BOOM...BOOM...
It was like the caverns of Moria were turned into a vast drum. I whimpered and drew Garjzla. A horn blasted nearby, answering horns, running feet and harsh cries followed it.
I glanced at Garjzla. It was glowing blue.
"Mr. Frodo," Sam said worriedly. Frodo unsheathed Sting- even it was glowing blue.
"Orcs," Legolas and I said loudly at the same time.
"Get back," Aragorn said to the hobbits and I," Stay close to Gandalf," I followed the hobbits to the back of the room, and sheathed Garjzla, then drew an arrow to place in my bow.
Aragorn and Boromir slammed broken weapons into the doors to wedge them.
Boromir caught sight of something; I heard it scream as he turned to Aragorn with a mixture of disbelief and a 'You have got to be joking' look,"They have a cave troll," he told Aragorn dryly.
Gimli snatched up two rusty dwarf axes and leapt onto the tomb, then yelled, "Let them come! There is one Dwarf in Moria who still draws breath!"
I flinched when they started to claw the doors apart. A few holes appeared, and Legolas and I started shooting arrows into them. Whenever the arrow would disappear my view I would shout," Brisingr," and would hear a death shriek of the Goblin/Orc when the fire envelope them. It didn't take much of my energy thankfully, I believe it was because the enemy were so oily or something like that.
When the door was so weak that I was sure it would fall any second. I threw my bow around me before I drew Garjzla.
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