A/N: Another chapter up! *Pouts* ff.net still not letting me
log/review/post new chapters (still July 3rd)
Anyway, here's the new chapter!
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Aryante, Frodo, Merry, Pippin, and Sam had been following Morion for a little ways before they came to a stop.
"We should rest for the night now," Morion said to them. It had gotten very dark out and it was getting hard for them to see where they were going. They walked a little ways into a forest to the left of them and set up camp. They didn't make a fire, since they all knew too well that that could direct spies of Sauron towards them. Morion walked out of the forest and onto the bare field that they had been walking on and the hobbits turned their attention to Aryante.
"Aryante?" Frodo asked. "What happened to Krystal?" Aryante shrugged.
"When I was little I had a friend named Elanor, she could never say Aryante right so she just called me Krystal instead. Sort of stuck after a while, so I always accidentally introduced myself as Krystal, forgetting to correct myself." They stared at her for a while.
"Aryante?" Frodo said again, looking as though he was in deep thought. "That means in Elvish day. day."
"Daybringer," Aryante told him. Frodo nodded.
"Yeah, that's it."
"Now about Morion," Merry said, seeing that Morion was a far distance away from them. "What do you all think? He seems trustworthy to me, looks like another Ranger like Aragorn."
"I guess you're right," Sam said. "He does seem like the Ranger type."
"I don't trust him at all," Aryante suddenly said, surprising even herself. She had always been one to trust someone; that is, unless she had been warned about the person.
"Why not?" Pippin asked.
"It's his name," Aryante said, partly realizing why she said she didn't trust him.
"What's wrong with his name?" Merry asked. "It seems fine to me."
"Its Elvish, isn't it?" Frodo asked. Aryante nodded.
"Yes, it is, it's its meaning that makes me not trust him, Morion means Son of the Dark in Elvish," They all looked surprised.
"I've never heard that one before," Frodo said.
"It's not one used often," Aryante said. "Elves seldom, if ever, name their children Morion because it symbolizes someone dark, meaning evil. Although he isn't an elf, there are men who take up Elvish names."
"You don't think that he's a spy for Sauron?" Merry asked, looking around to make sure Morion was no where near.
"I'm not sure," Aryante said. "But I'm not trusting him."
That night Aryante slept little. The eerie silence that came during the night made her feel as if a shadow was growing steadily towards them, and the fact that Morion was near didn't help. The others didn't seem that troubled by Morion, despite what his name meant, but that didn't stop her from not trusting him. She had lain down with the others, but her eyes we kept open through most of the night. She tried her hardest to not fall asleep, not feeling either comfortable or safe near Morion. He was awake most of the night as well, and Aryante could feel his eyes on them all, boring down on them from not far away. When the hours came upon her late into the night and the sky gave the littlest hint of getting lighter, she let her eyelids give way and fell into a deep sleep.
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A/N: Sorry chapter is so short, but I'm at writers block right now and need some surfing of the web time. Reviews are most wanted!!!! Next chapter soon!
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Aryante, Frodo, Merry, Pippin, and Sam had been following Morion for a little ways before they came to a stop.
"We should rest for the night now," Morion said to them. It had gotten very dark out and it was getting hard for them to see where they were going. They walked a little ways into a forest to the left of them and set up camp. They didn't make a fire, since they all knew too well that that could direct spies of Sauron towards them. Morion walked out of the forest and onto the bare field that they had been walking on and the hobbits turned their attention to Aryante.
"Aryante?" Frodo asked. "What happened to Krystal?" Aryante shrugged.
"When I was little I had a friend named Elanor, she could never say Aryante right so she just called me Krystal instead. Sort of stuck after a while, so I always accidentally introduced myself as Krystal, forgetting to correct myself." They stared at her for a while.
"Aryante?" Frodo said again, looking as though he was in deep thought. "That means in Elvish day. day."
"Daybringer," Aryante told him. Frodo nodded.
"Yeah, that's it."
"Now about Morion," Merry said, seeing that Morion was a far distance away from them. "What do you all think? He seems trustworthy to me, looks like another Ranger like Aragorn."
"I guess you're right," Sam said. "He does seem like the Ranger type."
"I don't trust him at all," Aryante suddenly said, surprising even herself. She had always been one to trust someone; that is, unless she had been warned about the person.
"Why not?" Pippin asked.
"It's his name," Aryante said, partly realizing why she said she didn't trust him.
"What's wrong with his name?" Merry asked. "It seems fine to me."
"Its Elvish, isn't it?" Frodo asked. Aryante nodded.
"Yes, it is, it's its meaning that makes me not trust him, Morion means Son of the Dark in Elvish," They all looked surprised.
"I've never heard that one before," Frodo said.
"It's not one used often," Aryante said. "Elves seldom, if ever, name their children Morion because it symbolizes someone dark, meaning evil. Although he isn't an elf, there are men who take up Elvish names."
"You don't think that he's a spy for Sauron?" Merry asked, looking around to make sure Morion was no where near.
"I'm not sure," Aryante said. "But I'm not trusting him."
That night Aryante slept little. The eerie silence that came during the night made her feel as if a shadow was growing steadily towards them, and the fact that Morion was near didn't help. The others didn't seem that troubled by Morion, despite what his name meant, but that didn't stop her from not trusting him. She had lain down with the others, but her eyes we kept open through most of the night. She tried her hardest to not fall asleep, not feeling either comfortable or safe near Morion. He was awake most of the night as well, and Aryante could feel his eyes on them all, boring down on them from not far away. When the hours came upon her late into the night and the sky gave the littlest hint of getting lighter, she let her eyelids give way and fell into a deep sleep.
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A/N: Sorry chapter is so short, but I'm at writers block right now and need some surfing of the web time. Reviews are most wanted!!!! Next chapter soon!