Hey everybody as I said before time period change in this chapter.
Once again I DON'T OWN LORD OF THE RINGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And these
particular night elves belong to Blizzard Entertainment. Thanks- Liz
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'Thoughts' *dreams/visions* Chapter 4- The Return.
It has been 30 years since Sage left the Shire, and the hobbits to explore the lands South of Gondor. She met a very interesting race in the forests down there, the night elves. The female night elf warriors taught Sage how to disappear in the dark like their warriors and scouts often do. As parting gift they gave her a bit of energy from the Moonwells in a bottle. Now Sage had returned to her little hole in the ground. It was once again dusty, and gross. Not in the mood for cleaning, Sage headed off to Bag End. She walked until she got to the front walkway leading to the door. She stopped, something was different. Bilbo wasn't there, and neither was Frodo. She couldn't sense their presence. Then she had a flash of images cross her mind.
* "I haven't been dropping no eves Sir." "This is the one ring." "Keep it secret. Keep it safe." "You must get out the Shire." "Buckleberry Ferry!" " I need a holiday, a long holiday." "Run, Frodo, Run!" " They are the Nazgul. They were once Kings of Men." "Frodo!"* Then Sage turned and began to leave Bag End.
"Noro lim!" Arwen whispered to her horse as she rode on carrying a small, injured figure away from nine black riders. As she darted across the river she turned back to glance at the Nazgul.
"Give us the hobbit, She-elf," the Witch-king hissed.
"If you want him, come him claim him," she responded defiantly. With that remark the Nazgul started across the river and Arwen began muttering a spell. After she was finished there was a rumbling sound, and a great tycoon of water that removed the Nazgul from the path. Just then the small creature began to pass out.
"No, Frodo," Arwen said.
Arwen immediately scoops him up and rushs him off to her father, praying he doesn't die. Elrond begins to heal Frodo and comments on the fact that he is very strong willed.
"He will probably asleep for a few more days," Elrond says to someone. The next day Frodo is still asleep, but the rest of his party has arrived in Rivendell.
"Where's Master Frodo," Sam blurts immediately. Elrond then tells Sam he won't wake up for awhile, and shows him where Frodo is. Sam immediately starts mumbling about how it was all his fault and what not. Merry, and Pippin go to find the food, and Strider goes off to somewhere in Rivendell. Gandalf arrived in the early evening, and learned of Frodo's current condition. He feels bad that he couldn't get to Bree and perhaps have prevented this predicament. However, Rivendell received an unexpected visitor the night before Frodo awoke.
"Daro!"
"What?"
"It means halt"
The figure in the dark froze.
"Who are you, and what business do you have in Rivendell?"
"My name is of no importance, and I am seeking Mr. Baggins."
The elf then snuck up on the figure, and tied her hands behind her back.
"Your fate will be decided by the Lord of Rivendell."
"Very well."
The elf then led the figure to the city.
"We will arrive at Rivendell tomorrow afternoon," said the elf.
" Thank you for informing me of that."
"Your welcome."
"At least elves are polite to their prisoners."
The elf led the figure for what the figure assumed to be a couple hours then stopped.
"Are you tired, stranger?" asked the elf.
"Not really. I will not be tired until nightfall or after, Sir," replied the stranger.
Then they once again began to walk. They stopped at nightfall, and rested for the night. The elf as the figure went over to a tree, sat down and brought its knees to its chin. The elf continued to watch for the night. The next morning they began once again moving along to Rivendell. The day passed quickly, and they soon reached the gates. They were met by another elf. They began to converse in Elvish before the first elf took the figure ahead. They walked until came on a small council of elves, humans, dwarves, and hobbits.
"Pardon my intrusion Lord Elrond, but I found this traveler near our borders who refused to give its name, and said it wished to see Mr. Baggins," said the Elf.
"Reveal yourself stranger," commanded the elf lord.
The figure reached for its hood, and pulled it back to reveal cascades of flaming red hair.
"Sage!" Frodo cried as he jumped off his chair, and ran to give her a hug. Sage kneeled so he could do so. ************************************************************************well since I got reviews (wow) I finally decided to continue my story. And yesterday I saw Return of The King for 2ND TIME!
'Thoughts' *dreams/visions* Chapter 4- The Return.
It has been 30 years since Sage left the Shire, and the hobbits to explore the lands South of Gondor. She met a very interesting race in the forests down there, the night elves. The female night elf warriors taught Sage how to disappear in the dark like their warriors and scouts often do. As parting gift they gave her a bit of energy from the Moonwells in a bottle. Now Sage had returned to her little hole in the ground. It was once again dusty, and gross. Not in the mood for cleaning, Sage headed off to Bag End. She walked until she got to the front walkway leading to the door. She stopped, something was different. Bilbo wasn't there, and neither was Frodo. She couldn't sense their presence. Then she had a flash of images cross her mind.
* "I haven't been dropping no eves Sir." "This is the one ring." "Keep it secret. Keep it safe." "You must get out the Shire." "Buckleberry Ferry!" " I need a holiday, a long holiday." "Run, Frodo, Run!" " They are the Nazgul. They were once Kings of Men." "Frodo!"* Then Sage turned and began to leave Bag End.
"Noro lim!" Arwen whispered to her horse as she rode on carrying a small, injured figure away from nine black riders. As she darted across the river she turned back to glance at the Nazgul.
"Give us the hobbit, She-elf," the Witch-king hissed.
"If you want him, come him claim him," she responded defiantly. With that remark the Nazgul started across the river and Arwen began muttering a spell. After she was finished there was a rumbling sound, and a great tycoon of water that removed the Nazgul from the path. Just then the small creature began to pass out.
"No, Frodo," Arwen said.
Arwen immediately scoops him up and rushs him off to her father, praying he doesn't die. Elrond begins to heal Frodo and comments on the fact that he is very strong willed.
"He will probably asleep for a few more days," Elrond says to someone. The next day Frodo is still asleep, but the rest of his party has arrived in Rivendell.
"Where's Master Frodo," Sam blurts immediately. Elrond then tells Sam he won't wake up for awhile, and shows him where Frodo is. Sam immediately starts mumbling about how it was all his fault and what not. Merry, and Pippin go to find the food, and Strider goes off to somewhere in Rivendell. Gandalf arrived in the early evening, and learned of Frodo's current condition. He feels bad that he couldn't get to Bree and perhaps have prevented this predicament. However, Rivendell received an unexpected visitor the night before Frodo awoke.
"Daro!"
"What?"
"It means halt"
The figure in the dark froze.
"Who are you, and what business do you have in Rivendell?"
"My name is of no importance, and I am seeking Mr. Baggins."
The elf then snuck up on the figure, and tied her hands behind her back.
"Your fate will be decided by the Lord of Rivendell."
"Very well."
The elf then led the figure to the city.
"We will arrive at Rivendell tomorrow afternoon," said the elf.
" Thank you for informing me of that."
"Your welcome."
"At least elves are polite to their prisoners."
The elf led the figure for what the figure assumed to be a couple hours then stopped.
"Are you tired, stranger?" asked the elf.
"Not really. I will not be tired until nightfall or after, Sir," replied the stranger.
Then they once again began to walk. They stopped at nightfall, and rested for the night. The elf as the figure went over to a tree, sat down and brought its knees to its chin. The elf continued to watch for the night. The next morning they began once again moving along to Rivendell. The day passed quickly, and they soon reached the gates. They were met by another elf. They began to converse in Elvish before the first elf took the figure ahead. They walked until came on a small council of elves, humans, dwarves, and hobbits.
"Pardon my intrusion Lord Elrond, but I found this traveler near our borders who refused to give its name, and said it wished to see Mr. Baggins," said the Elf.
"Reveal yourself stranger," commanded the elf lord.
The figure reached for its hood, and pulled it back to reveal cascades of flaming red hair.
"Sage!" Frodo cried as he jumped off his chair, and ran to give her a hug. Sage kneeled so he could do so. ************************************************************************well since I got reviews (wow) I finally decided to continue my story. And yesterday I saw Return of The King for 2ND TIME!