First of all - I SAW IT!! I SAW TTT EARLY!! WAHOO!! I shall leave it to you
to judge how you like it, but I personally didn't like it or hate it. I
think it was too long for me to judge on. Don't ask. But they killed
Haldir in Helm's Deep for some reason. I dunno why though. Oh yeah......I
think here should be a chapter [insert chapter here].......
After Gandalf had allowed Estel a short rest, they began again. The weather began getting considerably warmer, and even if it hadn't, Estel had learned from his mistake, and wouldn't risk a fire. By the fifth day of traveling along the pass that wound through the mountains, the snow had disappeared altogether. Estel finally beheld green, grassy lands, and a fresh, tepid wind playing in his [greasy] hair.
By him, Gandalf smiled, and he himself seemed to be enjoying the weather change. The horses, which Gandalf had painfully dragged along the pass, immediately dropped their gloomy disposition, and munched happily on the grass. But, the next day they were off again.
"We are making good speed," Gandalf mused, "I am sorry I decided for us to go around Lothlorien, but I have business to attend to after this, and I cannot spend time lolling about in the golden woods. We should the land of the Rohirrim by tonight, I think, if we continue at this pace, and," he added, looking wryly at the horses, "if our steeds allow it." As an answer, Gandalf's horse stopped with a suddenness that nearly threw Gandalf off his back, and rambled over to a nearby stream.
The day passed uneventfully. The sun was beginning to set, throwing the horizon into sharp relief against the sky. In the far distance, Estel could pick up traces of the outline of a tall tower, fading into the duskiness, bearing itself up into the sky proudly.
".......Gondor?" He whispered, his voice thick with excitement.
Gandalf smiled and nodded. "But tonight, we shall be the guest of the Rohirrim. Here they come!" he said, pointing to a line of barely visible riders, flying over the fields. As they drew nearer, Estel could make them out in the dim light. One of the riders spotted the two figures, and shouted: "Who goes there?" and drew his sword, apprehensively.
"It is I, Gandalf the Grey, and a .........friend," he replied, shooting a small spray of sparks into the air to prove his point. The rider did not sheath his sword, but nodded, and urged his company on. Soon they stopped before Gandalf and Estel, and dismounted.
"We are bound towards Gondor, but we would appreciate a place to sleep for the night." Gandalf said to the head rider.
The rider but nodded, and mounted again. "Follow us then."
They followed, and Estel could feel himself close his eyes slowly, and slip into the realm of sleep......
(A/N Now, here I could do some CORNY scene where Estel falls off a cliff and dreams of Arwen. They did it in the movie. I am serious. And they compare Arwen to a horse. HAHA. Actually, Aragorn dreams he is kissing Arwen, and what is really happened is he is getting licked by a horse.......heheheh.....sorru Arwen fans *cough*Balthasar*cough*)
Estel awoke, and immediately was confused. He was in a soft bed, not his own, with the sunlight shining brightly-to brightly-flooding the room. He realized where he must be as soon as he saw the posts of the bed. They were painstakingly carved to be the bust of a horse head, down to every detail. Rohan. Of course. The land of the horse people. He finally (reluctantly) threw the covers off, and realized he was still in his clothes. Out of his bag (which was conveniently placed by the bed) he changed into something more comfortable, and began looking around.
The room he was in, a guest room, obviously, was frugally decorated, except for the door post, which again, had more horse decorations. Estel sighed and left the room. This place had none of the warmth Rivendell had. He strode down the large hall, his steps echoing miserably, and realized how lonely this place was. The dismal wooden hall was barely lit by the small windows, and the several doors along the hall where shut and locked.
The end of the hall opened to a courtyard, which was lit by the sun. There were several white benches, but it mainly consisted of a garden with a small pond in the middle. Estel saw a figure leaning over the pond, and realized as he drew closer it was Gandalf.
"Hello, did you sleep well?" Gandalf asked, looking up.
Estel nodded, his impatience getting the better of him. "When do we depart?" he blurted out.
"Soon, after breakfast." Gandalf replied, knowing how anxious Estel was to see Gondor.
During breakfast, Estel scarfed the food down in an instant, and sat impatiently at the table, drumming his fingers. Across from him sat Gandalf, who had just finished. Estel looked up. "Now?"
Gandalf nodded. "Just we must thank the king of the Mark for providing us with rooms and a place to stay."
Estel sighed impatiently-and rudely. Gandalf looked at him and smiled. "We will be there soon enough!" he said, in reply to Estel's sigh. "But do not expect too much." He added eerily. And as Estel looked into Gandalf's eye, a sudden flash of pain and horror was reflected into his own mind. Gondor would not be a utopia. Far from it, the eyes seemed to say. And then it disappeared.
Sorru the chapter is kinda short and nothing really happens, but it leads into the next chapter, when they arrive at Gondor, and boy is Estel disappointed!! (whoops......better not give anything away) And the more reviews, the sooner I shall post!!
In reply to the reviews:
Jo March: No, no, no, I am a worse procrastinator. Ask Balthasar about the Unit Notebook. About the basement, take a flashlight!! And, if you find any cockroaches, eat 'em. Actually, my science teacher in 6th grade did that. Yeah, he ate fried cockroaches, but not a frosting covered hot dog. Hmph. And, my point is to make everyone see the other side of Gollum. THEY MAKE HIM ACT LIKE A PUPPY DOG IN THE MOVIE!! Oh well, enough of my rants.
Fool of a Took: Yay, you like my story!! Gollum would save Estel because I am OBSESSED with Gollum. Pity him!! He didn't want to become the monster he is!! Sorru, if my obsession with Gollum gets scary, you can run away. I pity him. **hugs Gollum, who looks very distraught** No, Gollum, don't run away!! **chases after Gollum, trips, and stubs her tow** Owww..... Well, if you haven't already, read my other story Tears, it's about poor 'lil Gollum, and I guarantee a new view on Gollum (sorry, no refunds or exchange). Okay, close to guarantee. : P
Dragon: Creepy Umbarion? Odd......heheheheheh, could be worse though. MUCH worse. Glad you like my ramble at the end, I wasn't sure if anyone would read it, or like it. Heh, so glad you liked my chapter. Oh, and if you are a ring-wearing Istari, please don't pull a Galadriel and go all crazy. That was kinda funny in the movie, when Galadriel went all bezerker. And the computer effects were odd......
Balthasar: THIS IS NOT A PORN STORY AND LEGGY IS NOT MAKING A CAMEO!!! And sorru the chapters are short.......wait till the winter break starts. And yeah, the ramble was inspired by you, though not directed at you (liar). Well, I am sure you would rather have me post than ramble on and on for my response so anymore responses I have, I tell you personally via journalish book. Praise BOB.
After Gandalf had allowed Estel a short rest, they began again. The weather began getting considerably warmer, and even if it hadn't, Estel had learned from his mistake, and wouldn't risk a fire. By the fifth day of traveling along the pass that wound through the mountains, the snow had disappeared altogether. Estel finally beheld green, grassy lands, and a fresh, tepid wind playing in his [greasy] hair.
By him, Gandalf smiled, and he himself seemed to be enjoying the weather change. The horses, which Gandalf had painfully dragged along the pass, immediately dropped their gloomy disposition, and munched happily on the grass. But, the next day they were off again.
"We are making good speed," Gandalf mused, "I am sorry I decided for us to go around Lothlorien, but I have business to attend to after this, and I cannot spend time lolling about in the golden woods. We should the land of the Rohirrim by tonight, I think, if we continue at this pace, and," he added, looking wryly at the horses, "if our steeds allow it." As an answer, Gandalf's horse stopped with a suddenness that nearly threw Gandalf off his back, and rambled over to a nearby stream.
The day passed uneventfully. The sun was beginning to set, throwing the horizon into sharp relief against the sky. In the far distance, Estel could pick up traces of the outline of a tall tower, fading into the duskiness, bearing itself up into the sky proudly.
".......Gondor?" He whispered, his voice thick with excitement.
Gandalf smiled and nodded. "But tonight, we shall be the guest of the Rohirrim. Here they come!" he said, pointing to a line of barely visible riders, flying over the fields. As they drew nearer, Estel could make them out in the dim light. One of the riders spotted the two figures, and shouted: "Who goes there?" and drew his sword, apprehensively.
"It is I, Gandalf the Grey, and a .........friend," he replied, shooting a small spray of sparks into the air to prove his point. The rider did not sheath his sword, but nodded, and urged his company on. Soon they stopped before Gandalf and Estel, and dismounted.
"We are bound towards Gondor, but we would appreciate a place to sleep for the night." Gandalf said to the head rider.
The rider but nodded, and mounted again. "Follow us then."
They followed, and Estel could feel himself close his eyes slowly, and slip into the realm of sleep......
(A/N Now, here I could do some CORNY scene where Estel falls off a cliff and dreams of Arwen. They did it in the movie. I am serious. And they compare Arwen to a horse. HAHA. Actually, Aragorn dreams he is kissing Arwen, and what is really happened is he is getting licked by a horse.......heheheh.....sorru Arwen fans *cough*Balthasar*cough*)
Estel awoke, and immediately was confused. He was in a soft bed, not his own, with the sunlight shining brightly-to brightly-flooding the room. He realized where he must be as soon as he saw the posts of the bed. They were painstakingly carved to be the bust of a horse head, down to every detail. Rohan. Of course. The land of the horse people. He finally (reluctantly) threw the covers off, and realized he was still in his clothes. Out of his bag (which was conveniently placed by the bed) he changed into something more comfortable, and began looking around.
The room he was in, a guest room, obviously, was frugally decorated, except for the door post, which again, had more horse decorations. Estel sighed and left the room. This place had none of the warmth Rivendell had. He strode down the large hall, his steps echoing miserably, and realized how lonely this place was. The dismal wooden hall was barely lit by the small windows, and the several doors along the hall where shut and locked.
The end of the hall opened to a courtyard, which was lit by the sun. There were several white benches, but it mainly consisted of a garden with a small pond in the middle. Estel saw a figure leaning over the pond, and realized as he drew closer it was Gandalf.
"Hello, did you sleep well?" Gandalf asked, looking up.
Estel nodded, his impatience getting the better of him. "When do we depart?" he blurted out.
"Soon, after breakfast." Gandalf replied, knowing how anxious Estel was to see Gondor.
During breakfast, Estel scarfed the food down in an instant, and sat impatiently at the table, drumming his fingers. Across from him sat Gandalf, who had just finished. Estel looked up. "Now?"
Gandalf nodded. "Just we must thank the king of the Mark for providing us with rooms and a place to stay."
Estel sighed impatiently-and rudely. Gandalf looked at him and smiled. "We will be there soon enough!" he said, in reply to Estel's sigh. "But do not expect too much." He added eerily. And as Estel looked into Gandalf's eye, a sudden flash of pain and horror was reflected into his own mind. Gondor would not be a utopia. Far from it, the eyes seemed to say. And then it disappeared.
Sorru the chapter is kinda short and nothing really happens, but it leads into the next chapter, when they arrive at Gondor, and boy is Estel disappointed!! (whoops......better not give anything away) And the more reviews, the sooner I shall post!!
In reply to the reviews:
Jo March: No, no, no, I am a worse procrastinator. Ask Balthasar about the Unit Notebook. About the basement, take a flashlight!! And, if you find any cockroaches, eat 'em. Actually, my science teacher in 6th grade did that. Yeah, he ate fried cockroaches, but not a frosting covered hot dog. Hmph. And, my point is to make everyone see the other side of Gollum. THEY MAKE HIM ACT LIKE A PUPPY DOG IN THE MOVIE!! Oh well, enough of my rants.
Fool of a Took: Yay, you like my story!! Gollum would save Estel because I am OBSESSED with Gollum. Pity him!! He didn't want to become the monster he is!! Sorru, if my obsession with Gollum gets scary, you can run away. I pity him. **hugs Gollum, who looks very distraught** No, Gollum, don't run away!! **chases after Gollum, trips, and stubs her tow** Owww..... Well, if you haven't already, read my other story Tears, it's about poor 'lil Gollum, and I guarantee a new view on Gollum (sorry, no refunds or exchange). Okay, close to guarantee. : P
Dragon: Creepy Umbarion? Odd......heheheheheh, could be worse though. MUCH worse. Glad you like my ramble at the end, I wasn't sure if anyone would read it, or like it. Heh, so glad you liked my chapter. Oh, and if you are a ring-wearing Istari, please don't pull a Galadriel and go all crazy. That was kinda funny in the movie, when Galadriel went all bezerker. And the computer effects were odd......
Balthasar: THIS IS NOT A PORN STORY AND LEGGY IS NOT MAKING A CAMEO!!! And sorru the chapters are short.......wait till the winter break starts. And yeah, the ramble was inspired by you, though not directed at you (liar). Well, I am sure you would rather have me post than ramble on and on for my response so anymore responses I have, I tell you personally via journalish book. Praise BOB.