Disclaimer: I own the drowned rat of a strange girl and my personal rambleings...thats about it.
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"How far to the nearest crossing?" She heard Frodo ask as they paddled for their lives.
"Brandywine bridge 20 miles." Merry was quick to respond.
"What's that splashing?" The youngest asked.
"It's our paddling, Pippin." Merry snipped at his cousin.
"Is it now?" The girl said sarcastically...and aloud. "Oh gods. Who's the fool now girl?" She was in it now.
"Who are you then?" Sam called out as he reached for the girls hand.
"I'm..." She trailed off unable to come up with her own name but now as she touched this young hobbits hand she had a clearer view of events, "I'm a friend. That's all you need to know of me. What maters is what I know of you four."
"And what's that then?" Frodo asked unnerved.
(Song of Illusia from Xena Warrior Princess: The Bitter Suite: A Musical Oddessy)
Girl:
Frodo, be warned,
Frodo, beware.
By wearing the ring,
You can see what isn't there.
Frodo, be calm.
Open your eyes.
Lies may be truth,
And truth may be lies.
"What's she on about?" Merry asked to no one in particular.
Girl:
Fate is a wheel, it will reveal
All you'll become-- All that you feel.
Destiny knows what has to be.
You'll pay the price. Nothing is free!
I'll be your guide, Trust is the key!
You just might lose your way
On the road to Bree!!
Heavy's your burden,
A task built on will.
It's carved its' own path
but hope remains still.
You'll taste how evil
And good coexist.
The bitter and sweet of it--
All in the lives that you risk.
Hobbit and Elf
Dwarf lord and Man
To live or die--
Their fates are in your hands!
When danger came you turned and ran
Step through the wheel...
Make your stand.
The Eye has a fix on you.
Rings can play tricks on you.
Elves deal in truths you're too troubled to face.
Gamble the worth of you on the rebirth of you.
Don't turn away-- Don't start to fade.
What's still unwritten...
You can erase.
It's villanous infamy
Tortures your soul.
Descent into evil
Must levy its toll.
The darkness that rots him
Has brought you to this.
Surrender serenity, Suffer sweet misery
Sin seeks its cursed abysssss.
Oh, Frodo, with duty there always is pain.
Don't fall for temptation. Resist powers bane.
Allies are waiting -- They'll show you the way.
But all consequences are Saurons creation.
And there's a price you must pay!
The Eye has a fix on you.
Rings can play tricks on you.
Elves deal in truths you're too troubled to face.
Gamble the worth of you on the rebirth of you.
Now is the time; this is the place.
What's still unwritten--
You can erase!
Heavy's your burden,
A task built on will.
It's carved its' own path
but hope remains...
Merry:
All right, lass. You like little ditties? Fine. I got one for ya.
You're acting so strangely,
And I hardly know ya.
But still, I wouldn't trust you
As far as I could throw ya.
::slaps hand with paddle::
Girl:
Ow!
You're wrong not to trust one that knows of these things.
I'll never betrayed you. I'm not that ring.
"You are Meriadoc Brandybuck. You travel with Samwise Gamgee, the young Peregrin Took and Mr. Frodo Baggins, Son of Drogo I believe. I may also be right to call him Underhill. He carries a great burden and you're off to Bree in hopes of meeting up with your friend Gandalf. I shall go with you if you'll have my company." she stated quite matter of factly as if it were common knowledge and to her it was. Although she couldn't say why.
"Has Gandalf sent you to come with us then." Sam asked full of hope, for anyone brave enough to swim the Brandywine must be a courageous soul indeed.
"More or less I believe so." She said with a bit less conviction although that idea made the most sense.
"How are we to trust you then?" Merry asked. He sounded ill at ease with the consept of a odd companion. It was even a rare Brandybuck that swam.
"How can you expect an answer from that question? I know more than what I have just told you and more than I can tell you. I will follow you alone if I must but I will not stay here. I seek the same counsel."
The hobbits discussed their position on the girls offer to accompany them. Finally they voted her in. Merry turned.
"If we are to travel with you and as a friend we should have a name for you." He said as they were nearly to the shore.
"You can name me then if it suits you" she offered as she climbed out and grabbed her pack and dug out her warm cloak she saw before, "but we must hurry. They ride steeds and we are only on foot."
"Well then," Sam began "You look like a...Lily!" He was so taken aback by the feat of swimming that he seemed to forget she was a stranger.
"Sam your minds always in the garden." Frodo managed to chuckle.
"Aye it is. Not a flower then." Merry looked up for the guiding star "Luna like the moon or maybe Tara as the earth."
"Earth is closer." Pippin piped up, "But not quite right." He took her pack from her to ease her load and noticed the glint of her rings as she took her bag back. "How about something more precious like the many gems you wear?"
The strange girl nodded as she took note of the many gemmed rings she wore.
"Let's see, there's Rubies, Sapphires, Garnets, Emeralds, Onyx, Pearls, Opals, Diamonds, Chrystal...." the group stopped for a beat to look at Sam, "What? Mr. Bilbo said a great deal about treasures you know. The elves use such stones."
"How about something simple?" Pippin spoke again, "Gemma perhaps?"
"That sounds lovely enough young Took."
"Not enough." the hobbit looked down.
"Thank you!" She leaned over to the hobbit and kissed his forehead. That's when they stopped to take notice of her height. She was taller than they were, not much, but enough. They looked at her feet. She wasn't a hobbit or dwarf and certainly not woman or she-elf. What was this friend?
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"How far to the nearest crossing?" She heard Frodo ask as they paddled for their lives.
"Brandywine bridge 20 miles." Merry was quick to respond.
"What's that splashing?" The youngest asked.
"It's our paddling, Pippin." Merry snipped at his cousin.
"Is it now?" The girl said sarcastically...and aloud. "Oh gods. Who's the fool now girl?" She was in it now.
"Who are you then?" Sam called out as he reached for the girls hand.
"I'm..." She trailed off unable to come up with her own name but now as she touched this young hobbits hand she had a clearer view of events, "I'm a friend. That's all you need to know of me. What maters is what I know of you four."
"And what's that then?" Frodo asked unnerved.
(Song of Illusia from Xena Warrior Princess: The Bitter Suite: A Musical Oddessy)
Girl:
Frodo, be warned,
Frodo, beware.
By wearing the ring,
You can see what isn't there.
Frodo, be calm.
Open your eyes.
Lies may be truth,
And truth may be lies.
"What's she on about?" Merry asked to no one in particular.
Girl:
Fate is a wheel, it will reveal
All you'll become-- All that you feel.
Destiny knows what has to be.
You'll pay the price. Nothing is free!
I'll be your guide, Trust is the key!
You just might lose your way
On the road to Bree!!
Heavy's your burden,
A task built on will.
It's carved its' own path
but hope remains still.
You'll taste how evil
And good coexist.
The bitter and sweet of it--
All in the lives that you risk.
Hobbit and Elf
Dwarf lord and Man
To live or die--
Their fates are in your hands!
When danger came you turned and ran
Step through the wheel...
Make your stand.
The Eye has a fix on you.
Rings can play tricks on you.
Elves deal in truths you're too troubled to face.
Gamble the worth of you on the rebirth of you.
Don't turn away-- Don't start to fade.
What's still unwritten...
You can erase.
It's villanous infamy
Tortures your soul.
Descent into evil
Must levy its toll.
The darkness that rots him
Has brought you to this.
Surrender serenity, Suffer sweet misery
Sin seeks its cursed abysssss.
Oh, Frodo, with duty there always is pain.
Don't fall for temptation. Resist powers bane.
Allies are waiting -- They'll show you the way.
But all consequences are Saurons creation.
And there's a price you must pay!
The Eye has a fix on you.
Rings can play tricks on you.
Elves deal in truths you're too troubled to face.
Gamble the worth of you on the rebirth of you.
Now is the time; this is the place.
What's still unwritten--
You can erase!
Heavy's your burden,
A task built on will.
It's carved its' own path
but hope remains...
Merry:
All right, lass. You like little ditties? Fine. I got one for ya.
You're acting so strangely,
And I hardly know ya.
But still, I wouldn't trust you
As far as I could throw ya.
::slaps hand with paddle::
Girl:
Ow!
You're wrong not to trust one that knows of these things.
I'll never betrayed you. I'm not that ring.
"You are Meriadoc Brandybuck. You travel with Samwise Gamgee, the young Peregrin Took and Mr. Frodo Baggins, Son of Drogo I believe. I may also be right to call him Underhill. He carries a great burden and you're off to Bree in hopes of meeting up with your friend Gandalf. I shall go with you if you'll have my company." she stated quite matter of factly as if it were common knowledge and to her it was. Although she couldn't say why.
"Has Gandalf sent you to come with us then." Sam asked full of hope, for anyone brave enough to swim the Brandywine must be a courageous soul indeed.
"More or less I believe so." She said with a bit less conviction although that idea made the most sense.
"How are we to trust you then?" Merry asked. He sounded ill at ease with the consept of a odd companion. It was even a rare Brandybuck that swam.
"How can you expect an answer from that question? I know more than what I have just told you and more than I can tell you. I will follow you alone if I must but I will not stay here. I seek the same counsel."
The hobbits discussed their position on the girls offer to accompany them. Finally they voted her in. Merry turned.
"If we are to travel with you and as a friend we should have a name for you." He said as they were nearly to the shore.
"You can name me then if it suits you" she offered as she climbed out and grabbed her pack and dug out her warm cloak she saw before, "but we must hurry. They ride steeds and we are only on foot."
"Well then," Sam began "You look like a...Lily!" He was so taken aback by the feat of swimming that he seemed to forget she was a stranger.
"Sam your minds always in the garden." Frodo managed to chuckle.
"Aye it is. Not a flower then." Merry looked up for the guiding star "Luna like the moon or maybe Tara as the earth."
"Earth is closer." Pippin piped up, "But not quite right." He took her pack from her to ease her load and noticed the glint of her rings as she took her bag back. "How about something more precious like the many gems you wear?"
The strange girl nodded as she took note of the many gemmed rings she wore.
"Let's see, there's Rubies, Sapphires, Garnets, Emeralds, Onyx, Pearls, Opals, Diamonds, Chrystal...." the group stopped for a beat to look at Sam, "What? Mr. Bilbo said a great deal about treasures you know. The elves use such stones."
"How about something simple?" Pippin spoke again, "Gemma perhaps?"
"That sounds lovely enough young Took."
"Not enough." the hobbit looked down.
"Thank you!" She leaned over to the hobbit and kissed his forehead. That's when they stopped to take notice of her height. She was taller than they were, not much, but enough. They looked at her feet. She wasn't a hobbit or dwarf and certainly not woman or she-elf. What was this friend?
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