Chapter 6
By Crystal
Author's Notes: Don't ask me about the snow scenes... It was snowing in Vancouver and I was just inspired ^^ And the time is right for snow... Lol. All three of my fics that I'm currently writing a snow scene for the most recent chapter I updated ^^ One last thing, in the book, Boromir throws the stone in the lake making that monster come out (the one in front of the Mines of Moria). I'm follow the movie for that, because... Well, I like Boromir... And it seems better if Pippin threw it in. Don't ask why =\ ¾ Movie, ¼ Book. It's hard to write this in the book cause there's too much information.
*We all know who this belongs to ^^;;*
I watched the snow flutter down while sparkling all the way, I watched it land into the hair of everyone... I watched it gather on the mountain slope as we approached the bottom of the mountain. "You have never seen snow before?" I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"I have, Legolas... It's just not too frequent where I live. It's warm there."
"I see... Speaking of which, where are you from? I have not heard you speak of it before."
I slowed my pace down so he was now beside me instead of behind me. Why he was at the rear was a mystery to me. "Where I'm from is not important... Most importantly to me, I think, is that I'm here with the rest of the Fellowship." I looked at the sky that was dark and grey, filled with snowflakes going in every direction possible.
Slowly, I felt my face smile and I stuck my tongue out and tried to catch the cold snow in my mouth like I usually did when I was still a kid... When I was still on Earth... I sighed quietly, I'm getting homesick, that's for sure.
I felt a hand on my hair, "Your hair is completely filled with snow, let me brush that away."
I smiled, "Diola lle, Legolas." (Thank You)
"Lle creoso." (Your welcome.) He replied, then smiled at me, "You are becoming good with the language."
"I know I'm a fast learner." I winked at him, only to receive a chuckle.
He shook his head, "You flatter yourself too much, Jessica."
"Nay, your highness. If you had not told me I was becoming good with the language, I would not have flattered myself. It is your fault, your highness." I said all that formally, just to receive another chuckle from him. I huffed, "I try my best to speak nicely and I get laughed at! Bah!" I walked at a fast pace ahead, only to have my wrist caught.
I turned around and raised an eyebrow, "Amin hiraetha." (Forgive me.) he said, with a slight teasing grin on his lips.
I smiled, "I can never stay mad at you for long." As I see Gandalf's dread for going to the Mines of Moria, I try once more to lighten up the mood. The tiny moment Legolas was in front of me, I picked up some snow, though he turned around. I smirked and threw it at Boromir's head.
Boromir turned around and his eyes widened in shock. I grinned, then grabbing another pile of snow, dumped it on Legolas' head. "JESSICA!" I heard Boromir shout and I saw Legolas brush the snow off his head. Damn. Elves weren't afraid of the cold... Aw.
Indeed, it did lighten up the mood, even though it was only a little. While the hobbits chucked snow at everyone, I sat beside Gandalf. He looked at me, "Jessica... Everything happens for a reason... We know not everyone's full purpose."
I looked at him, shocked. "What... What do you mean? I can't just simply watch... I refuse to do that." I replied. Gandalf was coming back, I know... But Boromir... I could not... I can't... "There's no way."
"Everything happens for a reason... Remember that, and follow your heart."
I sighed, "I don't know what I should do."
"You will know when the time comes... You will know..."
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"The words are in the elven-tongue of the West of Middle-Earth in the Elder days," Gandalf answered the question Frodo asked. "They do not say anything of importance to us, They say only: The Door of Durin, Lord of Moria. Speak friend, and enter. And underneath small and faint is written: I, Narvi, made them. Celebrimbor of Hollin drew these signs."
I took out my journal, preparing to stay here for quiet a while.
January 13, 3019
It was today that we reached the Mines of Moria. I could not understand how the actual door could be so close to the one to the book. How in the world did someone do something like that? It was like someone foretelling the future, but forgetting me... Or was I just not important enough to be written about? Whatever the reason it is, I don't care... I remember vaguely how everything happens... I remember Gandalf in the Mines of Moria, the hobbits caught, Boromir killed, Legolas, Gimli and Aragorn fighting in Helm's Deep. I can't remember what happens in between... But anyways, it seems like the password is at the tip of their tongue. I should go now. Bye.
-Jessica.
I heard the sound of stones landing in the water and winced involuntarily. I saw Aragorn talk to them while looking suspicious at the water. "Do not disturb the water."
"Of course!" Gandalf cried with joy, "Mellon!"
Gimli walked in the Mines with joy as soon as the gate opened, "Soon, Master Elf, you will enjoy the fabled hospitality of the Dwarves! Roaring fires, malt beer, ripe meat off the bone! This, my friend, is the home of my cousin Balin. And they call it a mine. A MINE!" He said, joyfully. I did not feel as joyful as he did. I had soon caught sight of the bodies and wanted to gag.
"This is no mine. It's a tomb." I closed my eyes, only hearing their voices. I felt an urge to throw up...
"No! NO! NOOOOOO!" Gimli...
"Lle quell?" (Are you well?)
I nodded my head, my eyes closed tight, "Amin... quell..." (I... am well...) I replied.
"Uuma risa a'amin." (Don't lie to me.) I whispered in my ears while I felt his arms
wrapped around, "Uuma dela." (Don't worry.)
"They're Goblins!" I heard Boromir
shout, "We make for the Gap of Rohan.
We should never have come here!
Now get out of here! Get
out!!" I felt Legolas pull me out
quickly and I opened my eyes, taking them away from the bodies, but
outside... The lake. Suddenly, Frodo cries as I see him dragged
down by a tentacle from the water.
"Frodo!"
"Frodo! Help!" It was in complete disaster. I couldn't tell whose voice belong to
who... I couldn't tell which body
belong to which...
All I could see was a blur, then I felt Legolas get his bow ready to shoot and move away from me, "Don't leave... Don't leave me..."
"Hush, Jessica... Amin sinome." (I am here.) I heard fighting, swords slicing, arrows shooting as I hid behind Legolas' back. I closed my eyes again, scared.
"Into the mines!!"
"Legolas!" Boromir yelled, "Into the cave!"
I felt Legolas' arm around my waist again, dragging me into the mines as I heard cement crumble down and as everything went dark. I whimpered slightly, while I felt his hand on my back reassuringly, "Shh... Amin sinome..."
"We now have but one choice." I could see red behind my lids and when I opened my eyes, Gandalf's staff was producing light. "We must face the long dark of Moria. Be on your guard. There are older and fouler things than Orcs in the deep places of the world. Quietly now. It's a four-day journey to the other side. Let us hope that our presence may go unnoticed.
I could not believe myself to be more scared than the hobbits, but here I was, holding onto Legolas like a lost child.
I don't know how much time passed, but we reached three passages. All which looked the same. "I have no memory of this place." Gandalf muttered to himself.
As I sat down, letting all the noise clear from my head, I started sorting out my screwed up thoughts. I saw corpses of dwarfs and orcs... I freaked out... I grabbed onto Legolas... And I stayed with Legolas... Wait... I looked beside me, and indeed, he was looking down at me with those crystal blue eyes. "Um... I wanted to apologize for causing you inconvenience."
He smiled, "You didn't do anything. You never saw anything like that, and you did what you thought was right."
I flushed, "The hobbits had no trouble at all."
"Keep in mind, Jessica. That you are a lot younger than them. You seem no more than twenty, but they are already at the age of around fifty."
"You must be kidding me..." I said, unbelievingly. I felt my face redden as I remembered the closeness I was to Legolas. A weird flutter I have never felt in my life was in my stomach, and I didn't know what to do.
"Eh – it's that way." I lifted my head to meet Gandalf's eyes.
"He's remembered," Merry said happily.
He shook his head, his eyes still on mine, "No, but the air doesn't smell so foul down here. If in doubt, Meriadoc, always follow your nose. Let me risk a little more light."
As we went, I saw tall pillars, taller than those than anything I have ever seen, "Why are the pillars so tall when the dwarfs are so..." I coughed nervously, casting a glance at Gimli who seemed to be burning a hole at the back of my head.
Legolas chuckled, "I have no idea."
"There's an eye opener, and no mistake."
As we walked, and rested, and walked, and rested, we finally reached a room where it was brighter than most, contrasting with the dark. Quietly, we walked in... To be met by rotten bodies and what I guessed to be a tomb in the centre...
"These are Daeron's Runes, such as were used of old in Moria," said Gandalf. "Here is written in the tongues of Men and Dwarves:
Balin son of Fundin
Lord of Moria"
Silence...
Gandalf sudden read the passage from the book, "We drove out orcs from the great gate and guard – I think; the next word is blurred and burned: probably room – we slew many in the bright – I think – sun in the dale. Flói under grass near Mirror mere. The next line or two I cannot read..." Gandalf continued on for a few couple of minutes...
"Here is the last page of all." He paused, and sighed. "It is grim reading," he said. "I fear their end was cruel. Listen! We cannot get out. We cannot get out. They have taken the Bridge and second hall. Frár and Lóni and Náli fell there. Then there are four lines smeared so that I can only read went 5 days ago. The last lines run the pool is up to the wall at Westgate. The Watcher in the Water took Óin. We cannot get out. The end comes, and then drums, drums in the deep. I wonder what that means. The last thing written is in a trailing scrawl of elf-letters: they are coming. There is nothing more." (Quoted from I p.423)
I stood in silence, staring at nothing... I heard nothing... Except silence. And I heard nothing, except the last sentence repeating in my head over and over again...
We cannot get out.
Gandalf...
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Flyaway – Thanks a lot ^^ Well, we're going to find out whether elves are perfect or not at the end. And even if we do, it's Jessica's point of view. ^^
Jackie – English is my third, lol. I'm a fan of Boromir too, though not as much as Legolas... I have three posters of Legolas, lol. I'm nuts. Don't ask. My friend's planning to get me a Legolas birthday cake, lol. Not much Boromir here, but I think I'll get Jessica to talk with him more...
Albinofrog88 – Eh, I like Legolas more too ^^ You're not the only one. I like 'May It Be'. It's peaceful and clears my head up at times when I just wanna punch someone's head senseless ^^ Anyways, see ya!
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