~ I know these titles go out of order than the Lord of the Rings: Two
Towers soundtrack. But if you watch the movie, the songs on the soundtrack
are out of order anyway.
Chapter 4: The White Rider
Aragorn had his own horse while Gimli rode behind me. Gimli held on to me tightly, for his legs were not long enough to reach the stirrups. Silly Dwarf. Afraid of falling off, are you?
We reached the pile of Uruk corpses, and I could tell you that it smelled bad. And it looked hideous, more gruesome than the appearances of the Uruk when they are alive.
Gimli searched through the pile while Aragorn and I stood by watching, hoping that we could find something to indicate the hobbits were still alive. Gimli fished out a belt and held it out for us to see. I could feel my heart leap to my throat. The belt looked so familiar. One of the hobbit's belts.
"It's one of their little belts," Gimli said sadly.
This was too much for me to take. I started reciting an Elvish prayer, praying to the Valar that the hobbits were at least safe from the torment they had to go through and that they found peace in the afterworld.
Aragorn kicked a Uruk helmet and screamed in frustration, falling down to his knees.
"We failed them," Gimli said, distraught that we were not able to save the innocent hobbits.
I looked over at Aragorn and saw puzzlement and wonder in his eyes. What was he thinking now? I could see him start crawling and tracing the ground with his hands. It looked as if something caught his eye.
"A Hobbit lay here," he said, feeling the ground with his hands. "And the other."
He started to crawl. "They crawled," he said. "Their hands were bound." We followed him as he traced the route of the hobbits. "Their bonds were cut. They ran over here and were followed. Tracks lead away from the battle, into." He looked up, and so did we. An old forest stood in front of us, its branches wilting and its bark seeing most of its days. "Fangorn Forest."
"Fangorn!" Gimli exclaimed. "What madness drew them there?"
I had no answer. But obviously Merry and Pippin didn't realize what they entered into. We had no choice but to go in as well, if we wanted to rescue Merry and Pippin.
We slowly inched our way through the forest, gazing up and around us to survey the dark yet lit up forest.
"This forest is old," I commented. "Very old. Full of memories. and anger." I could sense it, how upset the trees were.
Sounds all of a sudden amplified throughout the forest. I slightly ducked and looked above all around me. "The trees are speaking to each other!" I said with wonder.
As I looked around, I stopped, feeling a magical presence with us. It could not be the hobbits, and I certainly knew it was not one of us. I could feel my heart pound faster, and I knew there was something dangerous with us.
"Aragorn," I called to him, brushing past him. "Nad no ennas."
I stopped to gaze around me, feeling if I can sense the presence with us again.
Aragorn strode up behind me and whispered to me, "Man cenich?"
I then knew what it was. "The White Wizard approaches," I said, glancing back at him, then turning forward to look around me.
Aragorn took a deep breath to calm himself. "Do not let him speak," he warned. "He will out a spell on us! We must be quick."
I gripped my bow and arrow in preparation to fire immediately. We all could sense him behind us, very close behind us. With a yell, we all spun around, and a great light shone forth. I release my arrow, but the wizard just slapped it away with his staff like a fly. Aragorn dropped his sword, for it became red with heat from the wizard's magic.
I took a step back as the light shone brighter, almost blinding Aragorn and Gimli. My elven eyes were able to adjust to the light, but I still could not see who exactly the wizard was.
"You are tracking the footsteps of two young hobbits," the wizard stated a matter of factly.
"Where are they?" Aragorn demanded.
"They passed this way the day before yesterday," the wizard answered. "They met someone they did not expect. Does that comfort you?"
It did not. If the hobbits met this wizard who we thought was Saruman, the hobbits cannot be safe.
"Who are you?" Aragorn demanded again. "Show yourself!"
And the wizard did. My eyes widened. No wonder the hobbits did not expect to meet this wizard.
"It cannot be," Aragorn whispered in awe. "You fell!"
Aragorn took the words directly from my mouth. In my shock, I bowed down in front of Gandalf in respect. The wizard has returned to us, and I didn't know whether to jump in joy or be cry in joy. Either way, I was happy to see that Gandalf lived.
Gandalf told us of what happened to him as he fell and fought the Balrog. I was happy that he was able to defeat the Balrog, and now that he returned to us, the Fellowship was forming again.
"I am Gandalf the White now," Gandalf said. "And I come to you at the turn of the tide."
He led us through the forest to the outskirts of it. "One stage of the journey is over another begins," he said. "War has come to Rohan. We must ride to Edoras with all speed."
He whistled twice and waited. We all waited as well, not knowing what to expect from his whistling. We then heard a faint neigh of a horse. We turned to see a beautiful, stunning white horse, so illuminating even when the sun is shining down upon the lands. I was almost speechless, but I managed to find my voice.
"That is one of the Mearas," I said. "Unless my eyes are cheated by some spell." But I knew they were not.
The horse approached, and Gandalf reached out to stroke its beautiful white mane. "Shadowfax," he said with a smile. "He's the lord of all horses and he's been my friend through many dangers."
We all mounted our horses and took off for Rohan. We had to prepare ourselves for what we will find there. If there truly was some evil spirit plaguing the lands, we would have to be ready for it.
~ Sorry I'm slowing down a bit here. Midterms are done, but finals are just around the corner. Not to mention the projects we have to do in between. I thought in college we only have two grades to make up our total: midterm and final. Oh wells. It's not so bad, just really tedious and time consuming. Please review to brighten my day and relieve me from the stress of exams and assignments!
Chapter 4: The White Rider
Aragorn had his own horse while Gimli rode behind me. Gimli held on to me tightly, for his legs were not long enough to reach the stirrups. Silly Dwarf. Afraid of falling off, are you?
We reached the pile of Uruk corpses, and I could tell you that it smelled bad. And it looked hideous, more gruesome than the appearances of the Uruk when they are alive.
Gimli searched through the pile while Aragorn and I stood by watching, hoping that we could find something to indicate the hobbits were still alive. Gimli fished out a belt and held it out for us to see. I could feel my heart leap to my throat. The belt looked so familiar. One of the hobbit's belts.
"It's one of their little belts," Gimli said sadly.
This was too much for me to take. I started reciting an Elvish prayer, praying to the Valar that the hobbits were at least safe from the torment they had to go through and that they found peace in the afterworld.
Aragorn kicked a Uruk helmet and screamed in frustration, falling down to his knees.
"We failed them," Gimli said, distraught that we were not able to save the innocent hobbits.
I looked over at Aragorn and saw puzzlement and wonder in his eyes. What was he thinking now? I could see him start crawling and tracing the ground with his hands. It looked as if something caught his eye.
"A Hobbit lay here," he said, feeling the ground with his hands. "And the other."
He started to crawl. "They crawled," he said. "Their hands were bound." We followed him as he traced the route of the hobbits. "Their bonds were cut. They ran over here and were followed. Tracks lead away from the battle, into." He looked up, and so did we. An old forest stood in front of us, its branches wilting and its bark seeing most of its days. "Fangorn Forest."
"Fangorn!" Gimli exclaimed. "What madness drew them there?"
I had no answer. But obviously Merry and Pippin didn't realize what they entered into. We had no choice but to go in as well, if we wanted to rescue Merry and Pippin.
We slowly inched our way through the forest, gazing up and around us to survey the dark yet lit up forest.
"This forest is old," I commented. "Very old. Full of memories. and anger." I could sense it, how upset the trees were.
Sounds all of a sudden amplified throughout the forest. I slightly ducked and looked above all around me. "The trees are speaking to each other!" I said with wonder.
As I looked around, I stopped, feeling a magical presence with us. It could not be the hobbits, and I certainly knew it was not one of us. I could feel my heart pound faster, and I knew there was something dangerous with us.
"Aragorn," I called to him, brushing past him. "Nad no ennas."
I stopped to gaze around me, feeling if I can sense the presence with us again.
Aragorn strode up behind me and whispered to me, "Man cenich?"
I then knew what it was. "The White Wizard approaches," I said, glancing back at him, then turning forward to look around me.
Aragorn took a deep breath to calm himself. "Do not let him speak," he warned. "He will out a spell on us! We must be quick."
I gripped my bow and arrow in preparation to fire immediately. We all could sense him behind us, very close behind us. With a yell, we all spun around, and a great light shone forth. I release my arrow, but the wizard just slapped it away with his staff like a fly. Aragorn dropped his sword, for it became red with heat from the wizard's magic.
I took a step back as the light shone brighter, almost blinding Aragorn and Gimli. My elven eyes were able to adjust to the light, but I still could not see who exactly the wizard was.
"You are tracking the footsteps of two young hobbits," the wizard stated a matter of factly.
"Where are they?" Aragorn demanded.
"They passed this way the day before yesterday," the wizard answered. "They met someone they did not expect. Does that comfort you?"
It did not. If the hobbits met this wizard who we thought was Saruman, the hobbits cannot be safe.
"Who are you?" Aragorn demanded again. "Show yourself!"
And the wizard did. My eyes widened. No wonder the hobbits did not expect to meet this wizard.
"It cannot be," Aragorn whispered in awe. "You fell!"
Aragorn took the words directly from my mouth. In my shock, I bowed down in front of Gandalf in respect. The wizard has returned to us, and I didn't know whether to jump in joy or be cry in joy. Either way, I was happy to see that Gandalf lived.
Gandalf told us of what happened to him as he fell and fought the Balrog. I was happy that he was able to defeat the Balrog, and now that he returned to us, the Fellowship was forming again.
"I am Gandalf the White now," Gandalf said. "And I come to you at the turn of the tide."
He led us through the forest to the outskirts of it. "One stage of the journey is over another begins," he said. "War has come to Rohan. We must ride to Edoras with all speed."
He whistled twice and waited. We all waited as well, not knowing what to expect from his whistling. We then heard a faint neigh of a horse. We turned to see a beautiful, stunning white horse, so illuminating even when the sun is shining down upon the lands. I was almost speechless, but I managed to find my voice.
"That is one of the Mearas," I said. "Unless my eyes are cheated by some spell." But I knew they were not.
The horse approached, and Gandalf reached out to stroke its beautiful white mane. "Shadowfax," he said with a smile. "He's the lord of all horses and he's been my friend through many dangers."
We all mounted our horses and took off for Rohan. We had to prepare ourselves for what we will find there. If there truly was some evil spirit plaguing the lands, we would have to be ready for it.
~ Sorry I'm slowing down a bit here. Midterms are done, but finals are just around the corner. Not to mention the projects we have to do in between. I thought in college we only have two grades to make up our total: midterm and final. Oh wells. It's not so bad, just really tedious and time consuming. Please review to brighten my day and relieve me from the stress of exams and assignments!