Two people, a girl and a boy, stood next to the Eye of Sauron. They watched Frodo with immense attention, the boy's icy blue stare made Frodo shudder and the girls green eyes made him nervous. The boy's hand raised up forming a ball of light. For a moment, Frodo thought it was going to be aimed at him, then he saw Boromir's body suspended by an unknown force. His eyes were open and staring at him with eyes that were white as snow. "This is all your fault. All of this. This burden is too big for you." Boromir's voice dropped two octaves and the voice of Sauron flowed freely through Boromir's mouth. "Give it up, halfling."
The Eye engulfed the four and then Frodo woke up with a start. Sam was sleeping at his feet and for a moment, he thought he was home, the Ring forever gone. That moment disappeared as fast as it had come. He was in a small bed with a nice view from the window to his right. A small fire was burning and he felt clean and well rested. He stood up and stretched. He didn't feel the weight of the Ring. He grabbed at his chest. It wasn't there. Eyes wide with horror, he jumped at Sam, yelling as he did so.
Sam opened his eyes and yawned, confused at why his master would wake him up when he had such a nice sleep. Then, the memory of the man at the door came rushing back. He stood up, all the sleep gone from his eyes. Frodo shook Sam. "The Ring! Where is it?"
The door opened and a young girl came in. She looked like the girl from his dream, she had the same black hair and the same emerald eyes. She smiled at them and almost screamed when Frodo ran up to her and tried to punch her, she felt the wind of his fist. "Whoa! What may I ask was that for?"
Frodo sniffed and yelled, "Where is it? Give it to me, now!" He held his hand out like a child who wanted candy and his height intensified the effect. She looked puzzled then slapped herself on the forehead. She pulled out a small golden ring from a lacy, yellow towel.
"I meant to clean it but I forgot where the chain was." She held out the Ring and raised an eyebrow when Frodo snatched it from her. For some reason, she didn't want him to have it back.
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Boromir was ecstatic. He laughed as he saw Aragorn wake up. Not even before Aragorn opened an eye, Boromir was on him. "Well, what do you think of the place? Pretty neat, huh?" Aragorn sat up, his head spinning. He looked at Boromir and exploded.
"'Neat?' You were abducted, we came to aid you and you say us that this place is neat?"
"More like Tres creepy." Merry walked into the room. His clothes were cleaned of all the mud and dirt. "This place doesn't feel right, you know?"
Boromir shook his head and stood up. "Let us go to the dining hall, our hosts await our company."
Aragorn stood up and urged Merry to come. After a few minutes, Merry grumbled and walked alongside Boromir. If Boromir says this place is wonderful, then it should be, should it not?
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The sun shone brilliantly as Pippin stepped outside. The air smelt fresh and clean, almost like the Shire. He noticed Legolas talking to a tree. Gimli beside him, eyeing Legolas with a look that clearly stated 'Caution, lunatic at work!'
Pippin ran up towards them. Legolas's face seemed troubled and concerned. "Many battles have been fought here. Blood was spilled tomorrow of last year, and the year before that- it goes on and on. It is not right."
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Merry walked between the two humans, listening to Boromir describe the place. "How long have we been asleep?"
"About three days. Three says was all I needed to go through the city an see that it is wonderful."
If Boromir says this place is wonderful, then it should be, should it not?
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Woohoo! Chap 4 done! I thank all those who reviewed. Once I really looked at the story, I noticed that the suggestions helped a lot. Umm, as usual can you review? Thanks. I'm out.
The Eye engulfed the four and then Frodo woke up with a start. Sam was sleeping at his feet and for a moment, he thought he was home, the Ring forever gone. That moment disappeared as fast as it had come. He was in a small bed with a nice view from the window to his right. A small fire was burning and he felt clean and well rested. He stood up and stretched. He didn't feel the weight of the Ring. He grabbed at his chest. It wasn't there. Eyes wide with horror, he jumped at Sam, yelling as he did so.
Sam opened his eyes and yawned, confused at why his master would wake him up when he had such a nice sleep. Then, the memory of the man at the door came rushing back. He stood up, all the sleep gone from his eyes. Frodo shook Sam. "The Ring! Where is it?"
The door opened and a young girl came in. She looked like the girl from his dream, she had the same black hair and the same emerald eyes. She smiled at them and almost screamed when Frodo ran up to her and tried to punch her, she felt the wind of his fist. "Whoa! What may I ask was that for?"
Frodo sniffed and yelled, "Where is it? Give it to me, now!" He held his hand out like a child who wanted candy and his height intensified the effect. She looked puzzled then slapped herself on the forehead. She pulled out a small golden ring from a lacy, yellow towel.
"I meant to clean it but I forgot where the chain was." She held out the Ring and raised an eyebrow when Frodo snatched it from her. For some reason, she didn't want him to have it back.
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Boromir was ecstatic. He laughed as he saw Aragorn wake up. Not even before Aragorn opened an eye, Boromir was on him. "Well, what do you think of the place? Pretty neat, huh?" Aragorn sat up, his head spinning. He looked at Boromir and exploded.
"'Neat?' You were abducted, we came to aid you and you say us that this place is neat?"
"More like Tres creepy." Merry walked into the room. His clothes were cleaned of all the mud and dirt. "This place doesn't feel right, you know?"
Boromir shook his head and stood up. "Let us go to the dining hall, our hosts await our company."
Aragorn stood up and urged Merry to come. After a few minutes, Merry grumbled and walked alongside Boromir. If Boromir says this place is wonderful, then it should be, should it not?
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The sun shone brilliantly as Pippin stepped outside. The air smelt fresh and clean, almost like the Shire. He noticed Legolas talking to a tree. Gimli beside him, eyeing Legolas with a look that clearly stated 'Caution, lunatic at work!'
Pippin ran up towards them. Legolas's face seemed troubled and concerned. "Many battles have been fought here. Blood was spilled tomorrow of last year, and the year before that- it goes on and on. It is not right."
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Merry walked between the two humans, listening to Boromir describe the place. "How long have we been asleep?"
"About three days. Three says was all I needed to go through the city an see that it is wonderful."
If Boromir says this place is wonderful, then it should be, should it not?
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Woohoo! Chap 4 done! I thank all those who reviewed. Once I really looked at the story, I noticed that the suggestions helped a lot. Umm, as usual can you review? Thanks. I'm out.