Gandalf was leaving to answer his questions leaving Jyntaralyn on a Quest; he advised her to stay hidden from the hobbits only to appear if it was absolutely necessary.
For a few nights she slept on the hill that overlook The Shire with EveningStar, she kept an eye on Frodo to ensure that he was safe from the dangers that lurked ahead. Those nights left her to often wonder about the Mirror of Galadriel, the face that had appeared to her when she was only twelve years old was that of Frodo's; only she could not imagine why it had been.
When Gandalf returned, he told Jyntaralyn everything that she needed to know, but not of what he feared for the future; he told Jyntaralyn that he had to get to Bag End to advise Frodo about the Ring of Power and send him on his Quest.
At the mention of Quest an unidentified emotion ran through her body, she grew tense as if something in the back of her mind knew what lay ahead.
She followed Gandalf towards Bag End before she hid in the trees beside the kitchen window where they would await Frodo's return; no sooner after their arrival had Frodo walked into Bag End with a smile on his face. She listened closely to what Gandalf told Frodo, it was no different than what he had told he. She noticed the leaves rustling in front of her, a young hobbit head popped up from the bushes leaning towards the window trying to hear what was going on. She recognized the hobbit to be the young one she had seen as she approached Bag End, he had been clipping the hedges, and Sam Gamgee he was.
As she listened and watched Sam Gamgee straining to hear, she could feel Evil approaching, now possibly on the brink of entering Hobbiton! She could only hope that Gandalf knew that it was drawing ever nearer as he continued to talk to Frodo.
Quickly she ran from Bag End towards the hill where EveningStar awaited for her, all her belongings were already packed before she left in case something like this would have happened. Jyntaralyn wished that she could do something to keep the Evil from drawing nearer to Bag End but she knew she could not risk herself, as she did not know what she would be facing. She mounted EveningStar and he rode down the hill towards Bag End in a silent gallop.
The first glow from the light of day appeared in the horizon as Gandalf led Frodo and a very worried Sam Gamgee; slowly EveningStar followed behind, unnoticed. Gandalf stopped the hobbits just outside of Hobbiton away from the road.
"Never put it on! The servants of the Dark Lord will be drawn to its power. Remember, the Ring is trying to get back to its master. It wants to be found." Gandalf advised Frodo and Samwise before he mounted his horse.
Once again Gandalf sped off leaving Frodo behind, Gandalf's destination was unclear to Jyntaralyn, his thoughts she could barely read; all she knew was that she had to watch Frodo and Sam to ensure that they arrived in Bree safely where Gandalf would lead them to Rivendell.
The two hobbits started to continue their way towards the outskirts of The Shire; Jyntaralyn hopped off EveningStar and led her behind the hobbits on foot. With the speed they were walking she figured that they would arrive near the Old Forest in a few, if not, more days. Poor Sam stopped before they reached the Three Forthing Stone road, Frodo led him on reminding him of a quote that his Uncle Bilbo had always said: "It's a dangerous thing, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you'll be swept off to."
A few days later the two hobbits found themselves wandering around Farmer Maggot's cornfield, the maiden waited below the little cliff of a hill behind the trees and off the path. She could see the tops of the cornstalks moving as Sam was telling Frodo what Gandalf had told him when out popped Merry and Pippin. Sam pulled Pippin off of Frodo and Merry handed Sam an armful of vegetables as Merry, Frodo, and Pippin ran through the cornfield; the top of Farmer Maggot's straw hat could be seen and his dogs heard barking furiously. Poor Samwise stood there dumbstruck for a moment before dropping the vegetables and running after the other three.
"I don't know what he's so upset about, it's only a few carrots." Merry called out from behind Frodo.
"And some cabbages. And the three bags of potatoes we lifted last week. And the mushrooms the week before that." Pippin added.
Jyntaralyn nearly burst out laughing at Pippin's last remark, however she remembered how important it was for her to keep herself hidden from them unless necessary. She placed her elegant hand over her soft lips as she saw Pippin stop just inches before the little cliff of the hill, Frodo ran into him and Sam pulled them back before Pippin lost his balance- that was until Merry turned his head to check on Farmer Maggot and they all tumbled down the hill. Jyntaralyn shook her head and raised her left eyebrow; she looked at the four hobbits piled on top of one another, a very comical and rare scene. Pippin's face was just inches away from a pile of manure.
"Oh, that was a close one!" He observed. Beside him, Merry groaned. "I think I've broken something." He reached behind him and pulled out a broken carrot. Jyntaralyn could barely restrain her laughter any longer but managed to giggle quietly until she suddenly felt as if she was being watched. She looked in every direction possible before returning her gaze to the hobbits; they were in plain sight right on the road! She watched Frodo stand and look out at the road in front of him with a bit of concern on his face, suddenly the road twisted and seemed to grow larger. *Frodo, get off the road! * Jyntaralyn sent to him telepathically. His eyes grew wide with fear.
"Get off the road, quick!" He yelled to his companions as they were busily picking mushrooms. They all ran towards Jyntaralyn's hiding spot but she quickly climbed the tree without making a sound, the hobbits passed her spot and jumped over a large uplifted root of a tree; there they hid as the Black Rider came forth. He sniffed around on his black horse not finding what he was seeking, until he smelt something familiar-the ring! Jyntaralyn closed her eyes forcing herself to see what she thought Samwise would be viewing through his own eyes. *Don't let Frodo put on the ring, Sam! * Sam looked over at Frodo who was just about to slip the ring on his finger, he slapped Frodo's chest with his right hand and shook his head, Frodo put the ring away, while Pippin threw the bag of mushrooms away and the Black Rider mounted his horse and sped off.
Night came quickly covering the sky with a dark blanket covered with tiny stars; the moon was full but hid behind the dark clouds that swarmed together- a sure sign of rain later on in the night, Jyntaralyn could feel it in her bones, and smell it in the air. She still hid behind the trees watching, waiting; the hobbits whispered to one another before a dark figure on a horse appeared on the hill just as the moon was uncovered, they all ducked down again. Jyntaralyn's eyes darted to a barely visible outline of another figure hidden behind a tree.
"…Sam and I must get to Bree." She heard Frodo telling Merry. Merry nodded while looking at Frodo who stood with his hands on a tree. "Right." An idea suddenly hit him. "Bucklebury Ferry, follow me." Merry emerged from his hiding spot and the other followed him before Frodo emerged, a Black Rider suddenly jumped out from behind a tree cutting Frodo off from his path to freedom. Without much though, Jyntaralyn ran over to her black horse EveningStar, mounted him and pulled the Elven cloak over her head as EveningStar trotted off. She could see Frodo running towards the Ferry with the Black Rider trailing behind nearly close enough to reach out and grab him, the ferry was pulling away from the dock but Frodo did not stop running; he leapt into the air crashing into Pippin and Sam. Four other Wraiths emerged from the darkness and Jyntaralyn was one of them.
She led the Wraiths out of the Shire and on the path that would eventually end and open up to lush green grass, some trees scattered about, and Bree.
The road to Bree was just a few miles away; slowly EveningStar began to lag behind the other Wraith's powerful horses. The leader of the Black Riders remained in the lead with the other three following closely behind. The road to Bree was now coming up to Jyntaralyn's right, EveningStar silently turned and galloped at full speed towards the town as night began to fall upon Middle-Earth.
Jyntaralyn arrived at Bree shortly after the hobbits had settled themselves down at a table, she walked into the Prancing Pony and into the pub passing the hobbits unnoticed, she made her way over to another hooded person in the far corner smoking a pipe. The smoke was visible rising up towards the ceiling, the red light of the fire glowing in his eyes.
She sat at a table across from him with her back to the hobbits, the hooded man's gaze shifted over to meet her own. He squinted his eyes trying to search her face for it was covered with her Elven hood, no matter how hard he tried to see her face he could not.
"May I ask why you are staring at me?" He asked with an edge to his voice. Jyntaralyn raised her left eyebrow; she almost forgot that she was concealing her face from him.
* It's me, Strider. * She sent to him with a nod, he moved backward as backing from a blow. He nodded in surprise and recognition.
"Gandalf sent you then?" He asked almost in a whisper so that only she would hear. She nodded her head slowly, she could not risk taking off her hood in fear that if Sam looked over he might recognize her.
Suddenly, she heard a whispering that sent a chill throughout her body. It kept repeating Baggins, Baggins. She slowly turned her body so that she could see Frodo and Sam out of the corner of her eye without making it too obvious that she was looking at them. Frodo had the Ring out, he was playing with it in his hands with his eyes closed, sweat started to form beads around his forehead. A soft voice spoke out loud enough for even Strider to hear.
"Baggins? Sure I know a Baggins-Frodo Baggins, over there. He's my second cousin, once removed on his Mother's side." Frodo ran towards Pippin, he clutched the ring in his hand; as he grabbed Pippin with his free hand he tripped over Pippin's feet.
"Steady on!" Pippin cried out watching Frodo fall to the ground, the ring flew out of his hands and up into the air. In fear of losing the ring Frodo reached out with his right hand hoping to catch the ring, indeed he did, but the ring slipped onto his finger causing him to disappear. Gaps were heard throughout the crowd, the same thing had happened at Bilbo's party! How peculiar Jyntaralyn thought to herself, she rose out of her seat and started towards the place that Frodo had disappeared, Strider walked by her side.
Although she could not see Frodo, she knew exactly what he saw. Everything was white, the people were shadows that could scarcely be seen, everything seemed to be smeared across the way smoke blows through the wind. An eye suddenly appeared to him, it had a catlike pupil, and flames were wreathed around it; Jyntaralyn felt that icy grip on her chest again, her breath began to come out raggedly. She closed her eyes but saw the Black Riders' horses check and turn around towards Bree…
For a few nights she slept on the hill that overlook The Shire with EveningStar, she kept an eye on Frodo to ensure that he was safe from the dangers that lurked ahead. Those nights left her to often wonder about the Mirror of Galadriel, the face that had appeared to her when she was only twelve years old was that of Frodo's; only she could not imagine why it had been.
When Gandalf returned, he told Jyntaralyn everything that she needed to know, but not of what he feared for the future; he told Jyntaralyn that he had to get to Bag End to advise Frodo about the Ring of Power and send him on his Quest.
At the mention of Quest an unidentified emotion ran through her body, she grew tense as if something in the back of her mind knew what lay ahead.
She followed Gandalf towards Bag End before she hid in the trees beside the kitchen window where they would await Frodo's return; no sooner after their arrival had Frodo walked into Bag End with a smile on his face. She listened closely to what Gandalf told Frodo, it was no different than what he had told he. She noticed the leaves rustling in front of her, a young hobbit head popped up from the bushes leaning towards the window trying to hear what was going on. She recognized the hobbit to be the young one she had seen as she approached Bag End, he had been clipping the hedges, and Sam Gamgee he was.
As she listened and watched Sam Gamgee straining to hear, she could feel Evil approaching, now possibly on the brink of entering Hobbiton! She could only hope that Gandalf knew that it was drawing ever nearer as he continued to talk to Frodo.
Quickly she ran from Bag End towards the hill where EveningStar awaited for her, all her belongings were already packed before she left in case something like this would have happened. Jyntaralyn wished that she could do something to keep the Evil from drawing nearer to Bag End but she knew she could not risk herself, as she did not know what she would be facing. She mounted EveningStar and he rode down the hill towards Bag End in a silent gallop.
The first glow from the light of day appeared in the horizon as Gandalf led Frodo and a very worried Sam Gamgee; slowly EveningStar followed behind, unnoticed. Gandalf stopped the hobbits just outside of Hobbiton away from the road.
"Never put it on! The servants of the Dark Lord will be drawn to its power. Remember, the Ring is trying to get back to its master. It wants to be found." Gandalf advised Frodo and Samwise before he mounted his horse.
Once again Gandalf sped off leaving Frodo behind, Gandalf's destination was unclear to Jyntaralyn, his thoughts she could barely read; all she knew was that she had to watch Frodo and Sam to ensure that they arrived in Bree safely where Gandalf would lead them to Rivendell.
The two hobbits started to continue their way towards the outskirts of The Shire; Jyntaralyn hopped off EveningStar and led her behind the hobbits on foot. With the speed they were walking she figured that they would arrive near the Old Forest in a few, if not, more days. Poor Sam stopped before they reached the Three Forthing Stone road, Frodo led him on reminding him of a quote that his Uncle Bilbo had always said: "It's a dangerous thing, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you'll be swept off to."
A few days later the two hobbits found themselves wandering around Farmer Maggot's cornfield, the maiden waited below the little cliff of a hill behind the trees and off the path. She could see the tops of the cornstalks moving as Sam was telling Frodo what Gandalf had told him when out popped Merry and Pippin. Sam pulled Pippin off of Frodo and Merry handed Sam an armful of vegetables as Merry, Frodo, and Pippin ran through the cornfield; the top of Farmer Maggot's straw hat could be seen and his dogs heard barking furiously. Poor Samwise stood there dumbstruck for a moment before dropping the vegetables and running after the other three.
"I don't know what he's so upset about, it's only a few carrots." Merry called out from behind Frodo.
"And some cabbages. And the three bags of potatoes we lifted last week. And the mushrooms the week before that." Pippin added.
Jyntaralyn nearly burst out laughing at Pippin's last remark, however she remembered how important it was for her to keep herself hidden from them unless necessary. She placed her elegant hand over her soft lips as she saw Pippin stop just inches before the little cliff of the hill, Frodo ran into him and Sam pulled them back before Pippin lost his balance- that was until Merry turned his head to check on Farmer Maggot and they all tumbled down the hill. Jyntaralyn shook her head and raised her left eyebrow; she looked at the four hobbits piled on top of one another, a very comical and rare scene. Pippin's face was just inches away from a pile of manure.
"Oh, that was a close one!" He observed. Beside him, Merry groaned. "I think I've broken something." He reached behind him and pulled out a broken carrot. Jyntaralyn could barely restrain her laughter any longer but managed to giggle quietly until she suddenly felt as if she was being watched. She looked in every direction possible before returning her gaze to the hobbits; they were in plain sight right on the road! She watched Frodo stand and look out at the road in front of him with a bit of concern on his face, suddenly the road twisted and seemed to grow larger. *Frodo, get off the road! * Jyntaralyn sent to him telepathically. His eyes grew wide with fear.
"Get off the road, quick!" He yelled to his companions as they were busily picking mushrooms. They all ran towards Jyntaralyn's hiding spot but she quickly climbed the tree without making a sound, the hobbits passed her spot and jumped over a large uplifted root of a tree; there they hid as the Black Rider came forth. He sniffed around on his black horse not finding what he was seeking, until he smelt something familiar-the ring! Jyntaralyn closed her eyes forcing herself to see what she thought Samwise would be viewing through his own eyes. *Don't let Frodo put on the ring, Sam! * Sam looked over at Frodo who was just about to slip the ring on his finger, he slapped Frodo's chest with his right hand and shook his head, Frodo put the ring away, while Pippin threw the bag of mushrooms away and the Black Rider mounted his horse and sped off.
Night came quickly covering the sky with a dark blanket covered with tiny stars; the moon was full but hid behind the dark clouds that swarmed together- a sure sign of rain later on in the night, Jyntaralyn could feel it in her bones, and smell it in the air. She still hid behind the trees watching, waiting; the hobbits whispered to one another before a dark figure on a horse appeared on the hill just as the moon was uncovered, they all ducked down again. Jyntaralyn's eyes darted to a barely visible outline of another figure hidden behind a tree.
"…Sam and I must get to Bree." She heard Frodo telling Merry. Merry nodded while looking at Frodo who stood with his hands on a tree. "Right." An idea suddenly hit him. "Bucklebury Ferry, follow me." Merry emerged from his hiding spot and the other followed him before Frodo emerged, a Black Rider suddenly jumped out from behind a tree cutting Frodo off from his path to freedom. Without much though, Jyntaralyn ran over to her black horse EveningStar, mounted him and pulled the Elven cloak over her head as EveningStar trotted off. She could see Frodo running towards the Ferry with the Black Rider trailing behind nearly close enough to reach out and grab him, the ferry was pulling away from the dock but Frodo did not stop running; he leapt into the air crashing into Pippin and Sam. Four other Wraiths emerged from the darkness and Jyntaralyn was one of them.
She led the Wraiths out of the Shire and on the path that would eventually end and open up to lush green grass, some trees scattered about, and Bree.
The road to Bree was just a few miles away; slowly EveningStar began to lag behind the other Wraith's powerful horses. The leader of the Black Riders remained in the lead with the other three following closely behind. The road to Bree was now coming up to Jyntaralyn's right, EveningStar silently turned and galloped at full speed towards the town as night began to fall upon Middle-Earth.
Jyntaralyn arrived at Bree shortly after the hobbits had settled themselves down at a table, she walked into the Prancing Pony and into the pub passing the hobbits unnoticed, she made her way over to another hooded person in the far corner smoking a pipe. The smoke was visible rising up towards the ceiling, the red light of the fire glowing in his eyes.
She sat at a table across from him with her back to the hobbits, the hooded man's gaze shifted over to meet her own. He squinted his eyes trying to search her face for it was covered with her Elven hood, no matter how hard he tried to see her face he could not.
"May I ask why you are staring at me?" He asked with an edge to his voice. Jyntaralyn raised her left eyebrow; she almost forgot that she was concealing her face from him.
* It's me, Strider. * She sent to him with a nod, he moved backward as backing from a blow. He nodded in surprise and recognition.
"Gandalf sent you then?" He asked almost in a whisper so that only she would hear. She nodded her head slowly, she could not risk taking off her hood in fear that if Sam looked over he might recognize her.
Suddenly, she heard a whispering that sent a chill throughout her body. It kept repeating Baggins, Baggins. She slowly turned her body so that she could see Frodo and Sam out of the corner of her eye without making it too obvious that she was looking at them. Frodo had the Ring out, he was playing with it in his hands with his eyes closed, sweat started to form beads around his forehead. A soft voice spoke out loud enough for even Strider to hear.
"Baggins? Sure I know a Baggins-Frodo Baggins, over there. He's my second cousin, once removed on his Mother's side." Frodo ran towards Pippin, he clutched the ring in his hand; as he grabbed Pippin with his free hand he tripped over Pippin's feet.
"Steady on!" Pippin cried out watching Frodo fall to the ground, the ring flew out of his hands and up into the air. In fear of losing the ring Frodo reached out with his right hand hoping to catch the ring, indeed he did, but the ring slipped onto his finger causing him to disappear. Gaps were heard throughout the crowd, the same thing had happened at Bilbo's party! How peculiar Jyntaralyn thought to herself, she rose out of her seat and started towards the place that Frodo had disappeared, Strider walked by her side.
Although she could not see Frodo, she knew exactly what he saw. Everything was white, the people were shadows that could scarcely be seen, everything seemed to be smeared across the way smoke blows through the wind. An eye suddenly appeared to him, it had a catlike pupil, and flames were wreathed around it; Jyntaralyn felt that icy grip on her chest again, her breath began to come out raggedly. She closed her eyes but saw the Black Riders' horses check and turn around towards Bree…