Palanlindiel
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** Here tis the seventh chapter of Mia Sinargin Vala. I don't own anything which belongs to Tolkien. I also thank TheBarrowDowns.Com for the name translator which created the name seen above. I own everything which doesn't belong to Tolkien. Without further adieu here is the chapter.
The Fellowship walked towards Talicha in an uncomfortable silence. Kirralia and Legolas walked on either end of the group. The rest of the Fellowship looked between the two with worried looks. They knew something had happened up on the hill. But what?
Kirralia and Legolas were both so lost in their own thoughts that they did not notice much. Samwise squinted his eyes and made out a city in the direction of Talicha.
"Aragorn, what is that city?" he asked pointing to the place.
"Undianay was a city which acted similarly to a fort outside Talicha. It allowed folk a place to eat, sleep and replenish supplies before entering Talicha. It was a merry place until one morning, some folk travelling nearby heard screams coming from Undianay. They hurried over but upon reaching the city they discovered that everyone was gone. Undianay was a ghost town. It was never known what had happened to the Undianayians," Aragorn replied. The Fellowship listened to Aragorn's tale in awe and curiosity. Every one of them wondered what had happened to the Undianayians. In about an hour the Fellowship had reached Undianay. They passed through a great arch with many stone carvings and painted pictures which were slowly wearing away. The whole village was made of stone, this echoed in the wind, making the place seem much more desolate. The Fellowship walked quickly through Undianay and made their way to the opening of Talicha. The air coming out of the cave felt colder than the outside air. The hairs on each of the Fellowship's neck stood up.
The Fellowship cautiously stepped into the cave. They heard a tinkling laugh. All looked at each other as if to ask if anyone else had heard the laugh. The Fellowship continued into the cave. The cave grew very dark quite suddenly and then lit up just as suddenly. The Fellowship were standing in a cave hollow surrounded by ice.blue ice. "Oh.it's beautiful," whispered Kirralia. The rest of the Fellowship murmured in agreement. Icicles of different shapes and sizes were scattered all around but allowed a spiderweb of paths, almost as though it was designed. Stalactites of ice hung from the roof like a chandelier and stalagmites reached from the ground making beautiful statues. The ice seemed to have a blue glow emitting from it. It was strongest in the centre of the base of the icicles. The group gasped in awe at the magnificent beauty of the cave. Each of them wandered around. Kirralia let her fingers run over the walls. They were cool but not freezing like ice, which meant that the cave was bewitched. Legolas watched her while standing with Frodo. The group heard the tinkling laugh again only this time is was much louder and accompanied by a voice singing,
"Lovely little group, Seven in a row My lovely little play-things All in a row"
The group rejoined and looked around searching for the mysterious owner of the voice. They found nothing except for a light mist which came from different parts of the cave and settled in the middle of the cave. Slowly a figure appeared out of the mist. Her long white asymmetrical dress and her ice blue hair floated for a moment before settling. The Fellowship edged towards the entrance of the cave. The woman had her eyes closed. Just as the group turned to run for it she suddenly opened her eyes and lifted her hand towards the opening. The opening froze over with ice, making it impossible to escape. The Fellowship skidded to a stop and looked at each other. They turned around to face the woman. She was smiling cruelly.
"Who are you?" demanded Aragorn. The woman let her eyes run over each of the Fellowship. Her gaze lingered on Aragorn and Legolas.
"My name is Palanlindiel, I am also known as the Misty Temptress." Palanlindiel spoke with a sultry tone.
"What do you want with us?" demanded Legolas.
"My pretty playthings. You will provide amusement for me. The others did not last long but I know you are all strong," whispered Palanlindiel in her sultry tone.
'Others?' wondered the group.
"Dwarves do not amuse other people," stated Gimli gruffly. Palanlindiel giggled. Then lifted her arms and when she moved her hands, the Fellowship excepting Legolas and Aragorn were thrown against a wall. Palanlindiel closed her hands into loose fists and ice formed around their upper arms and shins, effectively trapping them. Legolas and Aragorn went to rush at Palanlindiel but she held up a hand which caused the two to stop. Palanlindiel floated gracefully to stand in front of the elf and man. Both were shooting daggers with their eyes and were clenching their jaws in anger. The rest of the Fellowship were struggling to get out of their binds. Palanlindiel leant over and kissed Aragorn on the lips. He struggled at first trying to get ways but fell limp suddenly. Then she turned to Legolas.
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