The Treachery of Saruman
by SkyFire
For disclaimer, see part 1.
Wow! I broke the 100-review barrier! Thanks, everybody! Plotbunnies = very happy! ;)
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The Treachery of Saruman
by SkyFire
Part 10
The group from Rivendell had been riding for days now, and were yet no closer to catching up with
the orc-kin than when they started. For though their elf-horses ran swiftly, the Uruk-hai
created by Saruman ran just as quickly and were apparently near-tireless.
They knew that they were on the right trail; since the second day of their ride, they had been
able to see the faint imprint of a running Elf's footprints among the orc-kin tracks. The light
footprints changed every so often to long drag-marks that made the riders wince in sympathetic
pain even as the anger in them grew.
Something else that both worried and puzzled them was the fact that there was only a single set
of Elf-tracks. But Elrond and Glorfindel both had been taken. Was one injured so badly that
even the vicious orc-kin wouldn't force him to run? And if so, which?
Late that day, they found an answer to one of those questions.
It was Elrohir that found them as he rode close beside the captive Elf's latest drag-marks. A
dark stone stuck up from the ground, and from it fluttered three dark strands, ends caught in a
small amount of dried blood on the stone. Dismounting, Elrohir grabbed hold of the strands,
pulled them loose from the blood. Small though they were, he was able to recognise them; so
similar were they to those of he and his brother.
"Father's hair," he said aloud. He shoved the dark strands into a pouch at his waist. "Father
is the one running."
Filled with angry outrage that their beloved lord should be treated so ill, the party from
Rivendell set forth once again, urging their horses on even faster than before, determined to
catch up with those they pursued. When full night fell, it was unanimously decided to continue
on by torchlight, stopping only to rest the horses before keeping on. They would *not* stop to
camp for another full night.
TBC...
Okay, short chapter, I know, but these interludes are always short. Next chapter might take a
while (RL's acting up again!), but it will be longer than this, promise! ;) Please review!
by SkyFire
For disclaimer, see part 1.
Wow! I broke the 100-review barrier! Thanks, everybody! Plotbunnies = very happy! ;)
Please review! *g*
*****
The Treachery of Saruman
by SkyFire
Part 10
The group from Rivendell had been riding for days now, and were yet no closer to catching up with
the orc-kin than when they started. For though their elf-horses ran swiftly, the Uruk-hai
created by Saruman ran just as quickly and were apparently near-tireless.
They knew that they were on the right trail; since the second day of their ride, they had been
able to see the faint imprint of a running Elf's footprints among the orc-kin tracks. The light
footprints changed every so often to long drag-marks that made the riders wince in sympathetic
pain even as the anger in them grew.
Something else that both worried and puzzled them was the fact that there was only a single set
of Elf-tracks. But Elrond and Glorfindel both had been taken. Was one injured so badly that
even the vicious orc-kin wouldn't force him to run? And if so, which?
Late that day, they found an answer to one of those questions.
It was Elrohir that found them as he rode close beside the captive Elf's latest drag-marks. A
dark stone stuck up from the ground, and from it fluttered three dark strands, ends caught in a
small amount of dried blood on the stone. Dismounting, Elrohir grabbed hold of the strands,
pulled them loose from the blood. Small though they were, he was able to recognise them; so
similar were they to those of he and his brother.
"Father's hair," he said aloud. He shoved the dark strands into a pouch at his waist. "Father
is the one running."
Filled with angry outrage that their beloved lord should be treated so ill, the party from
Rivendell set forth once again, urging their horses on even faster than before, determined to
catch up with those they pursued. When full night fell, it was unanimously decided to continue
on by torchlight, stopping only to rest the horses before keeping on. They would *not* stop to
camp for another full night.
TBC...
Okay, short chapter, I know, but these interludes are always short. Next chapter might take a
while (RL's acting up again!), but it will be longer than this, promise! ;) Please review!