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Chapter 10
Never-ending darkness
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I thought to myself that I never would have gotten out of this Elven bed, but thinking about where Thorin is going made me change my mind. I dressed on my traveller clothes, put my two swords, quiver with new Elven arrows on my back with my bow and I walked out to meet with the Dwarves who already was packing. It was not yet dawn, though I knew it would come soon. When the light first came we moved out and left the Last Homely House East of the sea. Balin was the first in the line through the mountain, he knew these paths, but we did not go the way we came to Rivendell. I was the last one and I took one good look at Rivendell before I went into the mountain.
It went fast and easy through the land, no danger, nothing. I am glad we ended up in Rivendell, glad Gandalf sent us there. I felt like I got a good night rest and good food for once. Well of course, the food was excellent at the Blue Mountain and Bombur´s food is better than nothing. And of course now I know who my parents are and who I am. We are going to wait in the mountains to Gandalf join us. Thorin and Balin had discussed it with Gandalf the night before. The day was full of sun, no clouds and it was warm, which I appreciate. Until we came at the mountains… I saw right away when we began climbing that the heavy rain clouds came. I like the rain, but I knew it will be a heavy storm and climbing up the mountain with storm could be hard.
For the day I did not have my cloak on, it was hot and then at the mountain I took it on and had the hood good over my head. I only looked at the ground where Fíli walked. Not knowing what happened before me and then they all stopped in the storm. I looked up, squeezed my eyes. The thunder were making such noise and all the rain, it was not easy to walk on the small path next to the mountain. "LOOK OUT!" Dwalin shouts out. A huge rock came flying through the air. Last time I checked... Rocks cannot fly! The rock smashed into the mountain above us, splits in pieces and almost hits us.
"This is no thunderstorm," Balin said. What? I could barely hear him. "It´s a thunder battle! Look!" He said and pointed at the moving mountain that looked like a human, only ten thousand bigger.
"Giants! Stone giants!" Bofur yelled. The stone giant that I just saw took up a big rock from the mountain and tossed it, hitting another one behind us. I looked down at the ground seeing and feeling the path move, the path went smaller and then the whole mountain moved.
"HOLD ON!" I screamed and Fíli grabbed my arm as I grabbed his. I looked over at Kili, seeing the path between my brothers split.
"KILI! Grab my hand!" Fíli shouts out, but too late, they were already split. I grabbed Fíli so he won´t jump after his brother, what I knew he would do. I looked up seeing we were standing on each leg of a Stone giant! Another giant came and crashed its head into the one we stood on, making dozens of small rocks fall before us. The legs moved and I saw the other one crashed into the mountain. Thorin! I saw they all jumped from the leg and on the mountain. The Giant turned around to try fighting the other one, making us further away from the rest of the group. There were now three giants! The one I was on lost its head, making it fall down. The only thing I saw was the mountain come rushing towards us, as we were about to crash into that. The knee of the Giant crashed into making us all fall on safe grounds on the mountain. I hit my head hard and thought I fell into darkness, but as I opened my eyes I saw the Dwarves still on the ground. I heard someone call my name and saw Thorin and Gloin behind. "Fíli…" I whispered.
"I´m fine," he said. I sat up and helped him up. "You´re hurt!" He said to me and I touched where I hit the mountain and saw blood.
"Where´s Bilbo?" Bofur asked. "Where´s the Hobbit?" He then looked down and I saw two hands trying to hold on to the path. Bilbo! I crawled over, but Thorin was before me. He jumped down and got Bilbo up, making himself almost fall. Dwalin and I both grabbed both of his arms and dragged him up. I leaned against the mountain wall, totally exhausted. I painted badly.
"I thought we lost our burglar," Dwalin said. I closed my eyes to try catching a breath.
"He´s been lost, ever since he left home. He should never have come," Thorin said. "He has no place amongst us." Why do he has to be so hard on him? I got up and walked after Dwalin into the cave that I had to duck to fit it.
"And what am I?" I asked Thorin.
"It looks safe enough," Dwalin said.
"Search the back. Caves in the mountain are seldom unoccupied," Thorin said and Dwalin did so.
"Thorin!" I almost screamed to get his attention; he looked at me and furrowed his brows. "If Bilbo has no place amongst us, then what am I?" asked again.
"What are you talking about? Why are you bringing that up?" He asked.
"Do not be so hard on him!" I said low so not everyone heard it. He looked into nothing and ignored me.
We all lay down to sleep, with no food or no fire. Thorin did not want to wait for Gandalf, even it was the plan, but he changed his mind when Gandalf got us all in Rivendell. I know him that good enough. The sleep just got set in when Thorin punched me in the side. "Wake up! Wake up!" He screamed. What is it now? I then felt the ground move and we all fell in a never-ending darkness.