The Fellowship

The Fellowship trudged on for days, weeks, under the leadership of Gandalf the Grey, but suffered great tragedy when he fell into shadow with a Balrog of Morgoth. It weighed heavily on everyone's minds, and not even the mallorn trees of Lothlorien could ease their grief. Their worries were only increased when they received a message from Lord Elrond, saying that a potentially dangerous man had escaped from Rivendell. So they pressed on with great caution.

Legolas was paddling down the Anduin with Gimli, when he suddenly felt the faint presence of shadow. He swiveled his head around, but his keen Elven eyes could not see anything amongst the trees along the shore.

At the end of the day the companions docked their boats and prepared camp. When the sun dipped below the horizon Legolas took up the watch. Sitting there in silence he looked up at the stars. As he lifted his head, his eyes caught the flicker of a strange shadow. He snatched at his bow and peered into the trees, but saw nothing.

A few hours later he roused Gimli for his watch, while the elf lay down to wander in his own dream fields.

In the morning, before the sun had even peeked through the clouds, they repacked their bags prepared to continue down the river. Before long, however, Merry noticed someone missing.

"Where's Frodo?" he asked.

The others stopped what they were doing and when they realized that the Ringbearer was missing they took off into the woods looking for him.

"Frodo?" cried Aragorn. "Frodo? Where are you?"

"Frodo!" Legolas yelled as he walked through the trees. Suddenly he heard a quiet gasp, then hard labored breathing. "Frodo!?" he called, running to where the gasp had come from.

He soon came upon Frodo, who was sitting against a tree, clutching the chain around his neck and having trouble breathing.

"Frodo," whispered Legolas as he knelt beside the hobbit. "What happened? Are you alright?" Frodo looked up at him, his eyes wide in horror.

"Ring!" he gasped.

Legolas saw the empty chain, and asked "Where is it?"

"Grabbing." Frodo wheezed, "prying fingers.cold.dark.took"

"Where is it?" Legolas asked more demandingly. Frodo lifted his arm and pointed off to the right. * * * * *