A/N thanks for the one person who reviewed. I would like more cuz I wanna
know what ya peoples think! Anyway, just a quick little thing, the story is
going to change a bit here out so don't moan about it. I already know and
that is my intention, to change things a bit so my OC will fit in better
with the flow of the story. That's it for now, Enjoy!
() = Author notes [ ] = Elvish translations
We traveled to a rocky area, to rest awhile, and decide which direction to take. I spoke with Legolas briefly. I watched Boromir try to teach the two youngest hobbits sword fighting. I will admit it was amusing. I suddenly sensed something. I paced over to where Legolas was. "You can see it too?" He asked me in elvish. "Yes..what are those things?" My eyesight was not quite as keen as Legolas's. They were coming quickly. It was like a dark cloud. Soon I found myself hiding with Legolas as the spies of Sauruman flew overhead.
We were later climbing up a mountain, Gandalf, Legolas and myself ahead of the others. Frodo stumbled, maybe from drowsiness? Anyway, he quickly made sure he had the ring..which he did not. Boromir picked it up from the ice. "It is a strange fate we should have to suffer so much fear and doubt from such small a thing." (A/N sorry if this isn't exactly what he said!) he said as he twirled it around. It was then I had no doubt about what I thought of Boromir. He was already being seduced by the evil thing's power. I then on kept a close eye on Frodo.
The ice and snow howled and blew in our faces. Legolas and I were walking on top of the snow. I tried to keep my head up, but the wind was too fast. It was so cold, I thought I would pass out. Eventually the snow got too deep for the hobbits, so they had to be carried. Boromir carried Sam, Aragorn carried Frodo and Merry, while I carried Pippin.
After awhile, I got tired of carrying the hobbit. I carried him on my back, his arms tight around my neck.
"Nid ikotane tunga elle er!" [Not so tight little one!] I said.
"What?" He asked confused. I wanted to smack my head. Hobbit Rin, hobbit! Use common tongue around them! Not elvish!
"Sorry. What I said was could you loosen your grip?" I restated.
"Oh sure! Sorry!" He replied, loosen the grip around my neck. I went on. Legolas walked ahead of me. My ears became alert like his.
"Legolas! Um lle teni tanya?" [Legolas! Do you hear that?] I called.
"Uma! Forie da minya!" [Yes! Just a second!] He called back.
He walked ahead of the group. "There is a fallen voice in the air!"
"Saruman! He will bring down the mountain!" I yelled.
After an avalanche fell and we had all climbed out, there was a debate about where to go. Finally the ring bearer decided to go through Moria. My heart skipped a beat. Not there..
() = Author notes [ ] = Elvish translations
We traveled to a rocky area, to rest awhile, and decide which direction to take. I spoke with Legolas briefly. I watched Boromir try to teach the two youngest hobbits sword fighting. I will admit it was amusing. I suddenly sensed something. I paced over to where Legolas was. "You can see it too?" He asked me in elvish. "Yes..what are those things?" My eyesight was not quite as keen as Legolas's. They were coming quickly. It was like a dark cloud. Soon I found myself hiding with Legolas as the spies of Sauruman flew overhead.
We were later climbing up a mountain, Gandalf, Legolas and myself ahead of the others. Frodo stumbled, maybe from drowsiness? Anyway, he quickly made sure he had the ring..which he did not. Boromir picked it up from the ice. "It is a strange fate we should have to suffer so much fear and doubt from such small a thing." (A/N sorry if this isn't exactly what he said!) he said as he twirled it around. It was then I had no doubt about what I thought of Boromir. He was already being seduced by the evil thing's power. I then on kept a close eye on Frodo.
The ice and snow howled and blew in our faces. Legolas and I were walking on top of the snow. I tried to keep my head up, but the wind was too fast. It was so cold, I thought I would pass out. Eventually the snow got too deep for the hobbits, so they had to be carried. Boromir carried Sam, Aragorn carried Frodo and Merry, while I carried Pippin.
After awhile, I got tired of carrying the hobbit. I carried him on my back, his arms tight around my neck.
"Nid ikotane tunga elle er!" [Not so tight little one!] I said.
"What?" He asked confused. I wanted to smack my head. Hobbit Rin, hobbit! Use common tongue around them! Not elvish!
"Sorry. What I said was could you loosen your grip?" I restated.
"Oh sure! Sorry!" He replied, loosen the grip around my neck. I went on. Legolas walked ahead of me. My ears became alert like his.
"Legolas! Um lle teni tanya?" [Legolas! Do you hear that?] I called.
"Uma! Forie da minya!" [Yes! Just a second!] He called back.
He walked ahead of the group. "There is a fallen voice in the air!"
"Saruman! He will bring down the mountain!" I yelled.
After an avalanche fell and we had all climbed out, there was a debate about where to go. Finally the ring bearer decided to go through Moria. My heart skipped a beat. Not there..