It was the day before she was supposed to leave. Though pain was always on her mind, she regretted the condition of her friendship with Legolas. He had avoided her ever since their little conversation.
She couldn't take the pain any longer. It was early morning when she went in search of Gandalf. She found him sitting in the gardens, deep in thought. He immediately looked up at the sound of her approaching footsteps.
"Good morning!" He called, remembering when Bilbo had first said that to him.
"I know you are trying your best at opening the portal, but do you think you'd able to open today?" Anxiety traced her voice.
"Why the hurry? Is something wrong?" He sounded sincerely concerned. She writhed her hands. Her mind swam. Was something wrong? Of course something was!
"Yes. Just one minor thing."
"Oh?" She sat on the bench beside. The constant feel of getting shot with a bullet, hit over the head, and getting beat up was not altogether pleasant.
"Um, well, the evil guy came to my room one night." Gandalf raised a brow. "He informed that I...would be feeling the pain of my victims. Each and every one."
"How did you killed your 'victims'?" She gave a nervous laugh.
"Quickly normally. But..."
"But what?"
"There was one guy that had kidnapped some of our people. Plus he had found out about us and was going to blackmail us."
"What were you told to do?"
"In order to find out where he was hiding our people, I was ordered to torture him until he did." Gandalf's eyes went up in shock.
"Oh, dear..."
"I tortured him for five hours until I got the answer the six were dead and chopped up like minced meat."
"Your were world is violent indeed. I now know why you wish for me to hurry."
"And?"
"Do not interupt! I am sorry, child, we are already trying hard as we can. And, there is no fighting against this new evil that beseaches you."
"What do you expect me to do then?! If I don't get back like NOW, then there is no freaking I am going to survive what is yet to come. I will die before I get back to my world! I'll die and go to hell..."
"The only thing you can do is to wait."
"I will be in my room. Do not let anyone come to my door unless it is to inform me that the portal is open. If you hear blood curdling screams, ignore them. There is nothing that anyone will be able to do for my pain. You have my apologies if I disturb anyone. I won't mean to." With that, she turned and left in a flurry of skirts. Gandalf shook his head. He hated to see any living creature suffer, but the girl was right. There was nothing that anyone could do for her pain.
She couldn't take the pain any longer. It was early morning when she went in search of Gandalf. She found him sitting in the gardens, deep in thought. He immediately looked up at the sound of her approaching footsteps.
"Good morning!" He called, remembering when Bilbo had first said that to him.
"I know you are trying your best at opening the portal, but do you think you'd able to open today?" Anxiety traced her voice.
"Why the hurry? Is something wrong?" He sounded sincerely concerned. She writhed her hands. Her mind swam. Was something wrong? Of course something was!
"Yes. Just one minor thing."
"Oh?" She sat on the bench beside. The constant feel of getting shot with a bullet, hit over the head, and getting beat up was not altogether pleasant.
"Um, well, the evil guy came to my room one night." Gandalf raised a brow. "He informed that I...would be feeling the pain of my victims. Each and every one."
"How did you killed your 'victims'?" She gave a nervous laugh.
"Quickly normally. But..."
"But what?"
"There was one guy that had kidnapped some of our people. Plus he had found out about us and was going to blackmail us."
"What were you told to do?"
"In order to find out where he was hiding our people, I was ordered to torture him until he did." Gandalf's eyes went up in shock.
"Oh, dear..."
"I tortured him for five hours until I got the answer the six were dead and chopped up like minced meat."
"Your were world is violent indeed. I now know why you wish for me to hurry."
"And?"
"Do not interupt! I am sorry, child, we are already trying hard as we can. And, there is no fighting against this new evil that beseaches you."
"What do you expect me to do then?! If I don't get back like NOW, then there is no freaking I am going to survive what is yet to come. I will die before I get back to my world! I'll die and go to hell..."
"The only thing you can do is to wait."
"I will be in my room. Do not let anyone come to my door unless it is to inform me that the portal is open. If you hear blood curdling screams, ignore them. There is nothing that anyone will be able to do for my pain. You have my apologies if I disturb anyone. I won't mean to." With that, she turned and left in a flurry of skirts. Gandalf shook his head. He hated to see any living creature suffer, but the girl was right. There was nothing that anyone could do for her pain.