Just a few responses to reviews before my story continues:
Little Mermaid: I like the Ent idea, but unfortunately I didn't think of them before finishing my story. Maybe if I find time later I'll write alternate endings. Maybe.
Nova S.: Ya, I know someone would have to be living in the hills not to have heard of lotr before, but for the sake of the story she has no clue.
Cassie-bear01: Yee haw! Ride 'em cowboy!
Okay-so back to the story:
There were very few Riders left and all went silently on their way to the refuge of Helm's Deep. Even though I was extremely tired, I was in good spirits for some reason. I began to hum an old Dean Martin tune: That's Amore. The others around me looked at me as though I had sprouted horns.
It took hours to finally reach the fortress, but when we did my jaw dropped in awe. It was giant stone stronghold with a magnificent wall and tower. Right behind it were incredible mountains climbing high up to the heavens. I had to admit, I was impressed.
We walked up the stone bridge into the fortress and were immediately greeted by a swarm of city people. It seemed that the entire country of Rohan had been packed into this one small space.
I slid off Fred, pulled out a portable CD player and a Dean Martin CD from my saddlebags, and started to explore the stone stronghold. I walked through the crowds and sang along with my music.
"Everybody loves somebody sometime," I sang, completely unaware of the skeptical looks coming at me from all sides. I didn't bother to think that these people had never seen a CD, let alone a CD player with headphones.
I wandered over to the outer wall and looked out upon the vast plains of Rohan and the gorgeous mountains in the background. I cranked up the volume full blast and belted it out: "In the misty moonlight, by the flickerin' firelight, everything is alright, as long as you are there!" Legolas quickly came running up to me.
"What are you doing?" he yelled over all the noise I was making.
"What am I doing?" I asked. "Why! I'm singing!" I laughed. Legolas stared at me in disbelief, so I started churning out every line from every Dean Martin song I could remember.
"I'm going back to Houston, Houston, Houston! How lucky can one guy get? I kissed her and she kissed me. Like a fella once said, ain't that a kick in the head?" I was grinning like a banshee and probably had gone slaphappy.
"Lady Sea Jay," Legolas said, "I think you should come with me now. Get some rest." I turned and looked into eyes.
"No wonder my happy heart sings! Your love has given me wings! Nel blu di pinto di blu." Legolas suddenly looked shocked. I think he had taken my words seriously. I laughed all the harder and started to skip along the wall. "When the moon hits your eyes like a big pizza pie, that's amore! When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine, that's amore! Bells will ring! Ting a ling a ling, ting a ling a ling!" Suddenly I slipped and fell down some stairs, hitting my head and blacking out.
When I finally came to my senses again it was dark. I was in a room where Aragorn and Gimli were putting on shirts of chain mail and Legolas was stocking up on arrows.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"An army of Uruk-Hai are coming and will soon be upon us," Legolas said. He tossed a shirt of mail at me and told me to put it on.
"What? Why?" I asked. I had missed his previous point.
"I assumed that you would fight," he smirked, "but if you'd rather join the other women and children in the caves, you are free to do so. Or perhaps you'd like to sing them to death?"
"Eat dirt," I spat, though I silently smiled to myself.
I attempted to pull on the shirt, but was having some difficulty.
"Here, try taking of your jacket first," Legolas, suggested as he helped untangle me.
"Legolas?" I mused as I pulled my jacket on over the mail. "Why am I here?" He looked at me quizzically.
"I must admit," he said, "I have often pondered that riddle myself, but I don not wholly know. I am inclined to think that you have been sent here to aide the free people of Middle-Earth in their struggle to remain free."
I sighed exasperatedly. "Ya, right. Me. I have no idea where I really am, what I'm doing here, what I'm up against, or how to use an axe, sword or bow, but I'm going to save the world." Legolas looked at me as if to say 'Ya, that's about right.' "I'm so confused," I sighed.
"You seemed to be quite happy earlier, how much has changed since then?"
"Just that I've finally come back to my senses."
"Do not worry," Legolas said comfortingly. "Your path will soon be revealed, then we will all know for what purpose you have been brought here." It was too much for me to take.
"No, Legolas," I said firmly. "I don't belong here. I have no secret purpose, no magical powers, nothing!" I yelled. "Nothing! I'm tired, so tired. I just.I just want to go home." Before Legolas could respond, a horn blew from outside. He looked over at Aragorn and the both of them quickly left. I walked over to Gimli, whose mail looked oddly like a dress, and asked him lightly, "Care to teach me how to use an axe?"
Little Mermaid: I like the Ent idea, but unfortunately I didn't think of them before finishing my story. Maybe if I find time later I'll write alternate endings. Maybe.
Nova S.: Ya, I know someone would have to be living in the hills not to have heard of lotr before, but for the sake of the story she has no clue.
Cassie-bear01: Yee haw! Ride 'em cowboy!
Okay-so back to the story:
There were very few Riders left and all went silently on their way to the refuge of Helm's Deep. Even though I was extremely tired, I was in good spirits for some reason. I began to hum an old Dean Martin tune: That's Amore. The others around me looked at me as though I had sprouted horns.
It took hours to finally reach the fortress, but when we did my jaw dropped in awe. It was giant stone stronghold with a magnificent wall and tower. Right behind it were incredible mountains climbing high up to the heavens. I had to admit, I was impressed.
We walked up the stone bridge into the fortress and were immediately greeted by a swarm of city people. It seemed that the entire country of Rohan had been packed into this one small space.
I slid off Fred, pulled out a portable CD player and a Dean Martin CD from my saddlebags, and started to explore the stone stronghold. I walked through the crowds and sang along with my music.
"Everybody loves somebody sometime," I sang, completely unaware of the skeptical looks coming at me from all sides. I didn't bother to think that these people had never seen a CD, let alone a CD player with headphones.
I wandered over to the outer wall and looked out upon the vast plains of Rohan and the gorgeous mountains in the background. I cranked up the volume full blast and belted it out: "In the misty moonlight, by the flickerin' firelight, everything is alright, as long as you are there!" Legolas quickly came running up to me.
"What are you doing?" he yelled over all the noise I was making.
"What am I doing?" I asked. "Why! I'm singing!" I laughed. Legolas stared at me in disbelief, so I started churning out every line from every Dean Martin song I could remember.
"I'm going back to Houston, Houston, Houston! How lucky can one guy get? I kissed her and she kissed me. Like a fella once said, ain't that a kick in the head?" I was grinning like a banshee and probably had gone slaphappy.
"Lady Sea Jay," Legolas said, "I think you should come with me now. Get some rest." I turned and looked into eyes.
"No wonder my happy heart sings! Your love has given me wings! Nel blu di pinto di blu." Legolas suddenly looked shocked. I think he had taken my words seriously. I laughed all the harder and started to skip along the wall. "When the moon hits your eyes like a big pizza pie, that's amore! When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine, that's amore! Bells will ring! Ting a ling a ling, ting a ling a ling!" Suddenly I slipped and fell down some stairs, hitting my head and blacking out.
When I finally came to my senses again it was dark. I was in a room where Aragorn and Gimli were putting on shirts of chain mail and Legolas was stocking up on arrows.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"An army of Uruk-Hai are coming and will soon be upon us," Legolas said. He tossed a shirt of mail at me and told me to put it on.
"What? Why?" I asked. I had missed his previous point.
"I assumed that you would fight," he smirked, "but if you'd rather join the other women and children in the caves, you are free to do so. Or perhaps you'd like to sing them to death?"
"Eat dirt," I spat, though I silently smiled to myself.
I attempted to pull on the shirt, but was having some difficulty.
"Here, try taking of your jacket first," Legolas, suggested as he helped untangle me.
"Legolas?" I mused as I pulled my jacket on over the mail. "Why am I here?" He looked at me quizzically.
"I must admit," he said, "I have often pondered that riddle myself, but I don not wholly know. I am inclined to think that you have been sent here to aide the free people of Middle-Earth in their struggle to remain free."
I sighed exasperatedly. "Ya, right. Me. I have no idea where I really am, what I'm doing here, what I'm up against, or how to use an axe, sword or bow, but I'm going to save the world." Legolas looked at me as if to say 'Ya, that's about right.' "I'm so confused," I sighed.
"You seemed to be quite happy earlier, how much has changed since then?"
"Just that I've finally come back to my senses."
"Do not worry," Legolas said comfortingly. "Your path will soon be revealed, then we will all know for what purpose you have been brought here." It was too much for me to take.
"No, Legolas," I said firmly. "I don't belong here. I have no secret purpose, no magical powers, nothing!" I yelled. "Nothing! I'm tired, so tired. I just.I just want to go home." Before Legolas could respond, a horn blew from outside. He looked over at Aragorn and the both of them quickly left. I walked over to Gimli, whose mail looked oddly like a dress, and asked him lightly, "Care to teach me how to use an axe?"