Moments in Time.
We know what the elf of the company thinks on entering Lothlòrien. Now for the dwarfs' feelings on the subject.
Still not mine! But I play nice with them.
Brethren of the mountains. Cave dweller, carver of stone and master of metal craft. Lover of the deep places of Arda (1). Called by the Sindar Elves "Naugol(2)", the Stunted:
Gimli
Terrible woods! I find not welcome in this "Lothlòrien". These trees have eyes, I would swear it! They watch, they listen. Aragorn, where have you led us? Treacherous place this.Unfriendly to brother of the mountains. The air is thick. These forests, they push, they bear down upon my mind. They struggle against the bonds of the earth, as if they would up root themselves and rend us limb from limb. Fool elves and their trees, unnatural lovers of these eerie glades.
Mallorn, they would call this kind, I have heard Legolas use the word before, the Golden Wood!! I see nothing golden in this place; there is only the musty, aged smell of bark and thousands upon thousands of leaves. In this place never more have I longed for the welcoming caves of the Iron Hills. They are truly brilliant and golden! Unlike this hostile and accursed wood. It reeks of Elf magics and what of the Sorceress?
What then of the Elf Witch? Our passage through this realm will not go unnoticed.
These woods, they seem to seethe. I think there are more things than trees that watch our progress. Elves are strange beyond my comprehension, they shun the welcoming bosom of the earth, only to makes homes under the flimsy canopy of such place and would frolic beneath the naked sky. They are most foolish in this choice. Any can see, the forest holds sway in their heart.
It affects them, as little else can. Legolas, I saw his unnatural eyes. They shone like stars set in ivory at first sight of this place. He is no doubt bewitched by this dreadful forest, By Durin's Beard I hope that elf will have his wits enough to warn us of any comings. Arkk!!! 'Tis little too late. His kinsfolk from thin air! They are upon us!
Footnotes ---------------- 1.the Earth 2. Sindarin for Dwarf, singular, plural Naugrim "the Stunted People", also Gonnhirrim "masters of stone" for their skills in the crafts of Aüle.
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We know what the elf of the company thinks on entering Lothlòrien. Now for the dwarfs' feelings on the subject.
Still not mine! But I play nice with them.
Brethren of the mountains. Cave dweller, carver of stone and master of metal craft. Lover of the deep places of Arda (1). Called by the Sindar Elves "Naugol(2)", the Stunted:
Gimli
Terrible woods! I find not welcome in this "Lothlòrien". These trees have eyes, I would swear it! They watch, they listen. Aragorn, where have you led us? Treacherous place this.Unfriendly to brother of the mountains. The air is thick. These forests, they push, they bear down upon my mind. They struggle against the bonds of the earth, as if they would up root themselves and rend us limb from limb. Fool elves and their trees, unnatural lovers of these eerie glades.
Mallorn, they would call this kind, I have heard Legolas use the word before, the Golden Wood!! I see nothing golden in this place; there is only the musty, aged smell of bark and thousands upon thousands of leaves. In this place never more have I longed for the welcoming caves of the Iron Hills. They are truly brilliant and golden! Unlike this hostile and accursed wood. It reeks of Elf magics and what of the Sorceress?
What then of the Elf Witch? Our passage through this realm will not go unnoticed.
These woods, they seem to seethe. I think there are more things than trees that watch our progress. Elves are strange beyond my comprehension, they shun the welcoming bosom of the earth, only to makes homes under the flimsy canopy of such place and would frolic beneath the naked sky. They are most foolish in this choice. Any can see, the forest holds sway in their heart.
It affects them, as little else can. Legolas, I saw his unnatural eyes. They shone like stars set in ivory at first sight of this place. He is no doubt bewitched by this dreadful forest, By Durin's Beard I hope that elf will have his wits enough to warn us of any comings. Arkk!!! 'Tis little too late. His kinsfolk from thin air! They are upon us!
Footnotes ---------------- 1.the Earth 2. Sindarin for Dwarf, singular, plural Naugrim "the Stunted People", also Gonnhirrim "masters of stone" for their skills in the crafts of Aüle.
Reviews are what feed the author's will. thx