Ch2. Past shadows bring to life new ones.
In a few day's stride Gandalf reached the ring of Isengard by day. Orhtanc's foundations where laid by the first sons of Numenor that
where washed to the shores of Middle-Earth. It's spiked height faced the northern winds of far away... surrounded by snowy peaks
of the Misty Mountains. A strange residence for a wizard of such power... for... might and power draw danger to itself.
Gandalf walked up the paved road until his pointy hat was now overshadowed by Orthanc's gate.
"Gandalf? I see you have followed my directions, come..." said a tall man dressed all in white on top of one of the spiked heights of Orthanc.
"I have come for I had no other choice, what is this... urgent matter?" answered Gandalf.
With this being said the man revealed himself from under his cloak, and came down from the balcony on which he earlier sat to
meet Gandalf.
"Saruman." said Gandalf.
"Welcome Gandalf to Isengard, follow me." spoke Saruman amongst with other senseless babble.
The tower of Orthanc looked frightening even to the mighty, but inside it was above fear... Saruman had closed all of the windows
barricading himself only to a small room where not even the screams of dead could not have been heard. Whilst Gandalf had been
playing around with hobbits Saruman had built an empire. Just as Gandalf had entered he felt as if stepping into sin, for he doubted
the way that Saruman had acquired the key of Orthanc. On the black-stone arch of the main entrance there was something written--
with a very sharp object from the looks of it--the following words:
"The wind came down from mountain could,
And like a tide it roared and rolled.
The branches groaned, the forest moaned,
And leaves were laid upon the mould." and an "S" towered over all.
"I trust that you have already figured out the meaning of the letter i left for you in Bree." said Saruman finally sitting down from
all the paranoiac walking.
"Yes. To come to you your council."
"NO. Not that! Haven't you heard or noticed?" cried Saruman fixing his eyes on Gandalf.
"There is a shadow building up in the east, something dreadful has happened. This morning the heir to Gondor's crown has disappeared wilst heading
for Rivendell." said Saruman and at this he ran towards the door slamming it shut.
"How? How did this happen?" asked Gandalf with a sign of despair on his face.
"The fool planned to head for Rivendell--at what use I do not know--unguarded, like a fool!!! All I know for sure is that it happened near the Gladden Fields.
"Very well, then I shall go there at once. I'll return when I can get enough information." said Gandalf grabbing his pointy hat and reopening Orthanc's door.
But what Gandalf did not know is that Saruman had just played him for a puppet. The only truth in Saruman's words where those of the disapiarence of the
king of Gondor, Isildur but that also to he's profit for Saruman knew what Isildur carried with him. At this point Saruman's heart had rottened and his judgment
impaired... Orthanc holds many secrets and a deep lair for the elven stone it was, and many souls it opens up to anyone willing to use it's power.
Orthanc had been darkened and in foggy nights when wolves near Isengard howl, Saruman still utters his dreadful song of pain:
"Leave the halls and caverns deep.
Were the forests wide and dim.
Stoops in shadow grey and grim."
Next 4 chapters in a few days.
In a few day's stride Gandalf reached the ring of Isengard by day. Orhtanc's foundations where laid by the first sons of Numenor that
where washed to the shores of Middle-Earth. It's spiked height faced the northern winds of far away... surrounded by snowy peaks
of the Misty Mountains. A strange residence for a wizard of such power... for... might and power draw danger to itself.
Gandalf walked up the paved road until his pointy hat was now overshadowed by Orthanc's gate.
"Gandalf? I see you have followed my directions, come..." said a tall man dressed all in white on top of one of the spiked heights of Orthanc.
"I have come for I had no other choice, what is this... urgent matter?" answered Gandalf.
With this being said the man revealed himself from under his cloak, and came down from the balcony on which he earlier sat to
meet Gandalf.
"Saruman." said Gandalf.
"Welcome Gandalf to Isengard, follow me." spoke Saruman amongst with other senseless babble.
The tower of Orthanc looked frightening even to the mighty, but inside it was above fear... Saruman had closed all of the windows
barricading himself only to a small room where not even the screams of dead could not have been heard. Whilst Gandalf had been
playing around with hobbits Saruman had built an empire. Just as Gandalf had entered he felt as if stepping into sin, for he doubted
the way that Saruman had acquired the key of Orthanc. On the black-stone arch of the main entrance there was something written--
with a very sharp object from the looks of it--the following words:
"The wind came down from mountain could,
And like a tide it roared and rolled.
The branches groaned, the forest moaned,
And leaves were laid upon the mould." and an "S" towered over all.
"I trust that you have already figured out the meaning of the letter i left for you in Bree." said Saruman finally sitting down from
all the paranoiac walking.
"Yes. To come to you your council."
"NO. Not that! Haven't you heard or noticed?" cried Saruman fixing his eyes on Gandalf.
"There is a shadow building up in the east, something dreadful has happened. This morning the heir to Gondor's crown has disappeared wilst heading
for Rivendell." said Saruman and at this he ran towards the door slamming it shut.
"How? How did this happen?" asked Gandalf with a sign of despair on his face.
"The fool planned to head for Rivendell--at what use I do not know--unguarded, like a fool!!! All I know for sure is that it happened near the Gladden Fields.
"Very well, then I shall go there at once. I'll return when I can get enough information." said Gandalf grabbing his pointy hat and reopening Orthanc's door.
But what Gandalf did not know is that Saruman had just played him for a puppet. The only truth in Saruman's words where those of the disapiarence of the
king of Gondor, Isildur but that also to he's profit for Saruman knew what Isildur carried with him. At this point Saruman's heart had rottened and his judgment
impaired... Orthanc holds many secrets and a deep lair for the elven stone it was, and many souls it opens up to anyone willing to use it's power.
Orthanc had been darkened and in foggy nights when wolves near Isengard howl, Saruman still utters his dreadful song of pain:
"Leave the halls and caverns deep.
Were the forests wide and dim.
Stoops in shadow grey and grim."
Next 4 chapters in a few days.