The Other
Ch 5-
Gimli lay on the narrow shelf jutting out of the cliff, deep in the unconscious world.
"No, I wont let you take them." Gimli seemed to be fighting a spiritual battle, like the voice that spoke to him before was still there, still fully alive and still threatening.
Running through a field, Gimli fought this being, he knew what it wanted. It wanted the secret, the secret Morgoth had, the secret Saruman kept until he was reduced to the nothingness that now plagued him.
Naturally Gimli would know, being a part of the fellowship, having an understanding of the whole situation. The ignorance of this being was overwhelming, and Gimli wondered if this was all just a game, some insane stunt that wasn't really there. Maybe brought on from fatigue or the spiritual tortures that was upon him only a short time before. Whatever it was Gimli kept fighting it, for what seemed like days, though in reality, was only a few minutes.
He was tiring of the battle and knew he couldn't hold for long, he felt it start to take his mind and he cried out for help, but no sound escaped his lips.
Waking up, the dwarf found himself looking in the face of the elf, completely bewildered. He jumped to his feet when he saw Daria walk up behind Legolas, a knife in her hand.
"No!" Gimli cried, as he backed away from the two elves.
Daria suddenly dropped the knife, confused.
"What is it?" Legolas asked.
"No!" Gimli yelled, "Your one of them! Stay away!"
Legolas tried to step towards the dwarf, but he ran into the woods. Before Legolas could follow, Daria grabbed his arm, restraining him.
"Something is wrong." Daria said, "That's not the dwarf."
Legolas looked at her in disbelief, pulling himself free, he ran after Gimli.
"No Legolas, don't!" she yelled after him, reluctantly following.
Daria walked over to the elf, sitting on a fallen tree, head in his hands.
"I know the spell I used to bring him up didn't do anything, it couldn't have." Daria said.
"What happened in the caves?" Legolas asked, without looking up.
"All I know is they're fond of torture."
Legolas stood and looked into the forest.
"I have heard of a very powerful elf," said Legolas, "this elf has the power of wizardry and shall forever dwell in middle earth, her along with one other, for that is where her strength lies. Her hair as dark as night, her eyes a mystery among elves, her hand stronger than any."
After a moment Legolas continued, "Yes, I have heard the stories of old, though I have never had the mind to believe it."
"We must find Gimli," said Daria, "he is not well."
Legolas could see the sorrow in her eyes and he was not angry, he truly didn't feel anything.
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