AN- Just a couple of things. First, all the normal junk about not owning Tolkien's characters or the idea and all that. I do own Nibin and a few of the others, but anyone who's familiar with The Lord of the Rings should know what characters are his or not. Next, I know a lot of things aren't accurate to the book and many things could never happen, but that's just my `literary license' or whatever you want to call it. Lastly, this is my first LOTR fanfic so I would appreciate any reviews.

"Three rings for the Elven-Kings under the sky

Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone

Nine for mortal men doomed to die

One for the dark lord on his dark throne

In the land of Mordor where the shadows lie.

One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them

One ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them

In the land of Mordor where the shadows lie."

The voice pounded through the still air as fire and lava sprang up in the dark. This time the voice continued. "This is the Master-Ring, the one ring to rule them all. This is the one ring lost many years ago to the great weakening of its maker's power. Now, he greatly desires to have it again, but he must not get it."

The ring image hung in the air above the fiery lava pit. It called to her, and as it fell through the air, she plunged after it. As she fell to the fiery depth a different voice said "Legolas shall be for the Elves." Then the lava rushed up to greet her.

Nibinelmare sat up, shaking. This wasn't the first time she had the dream, though the last part was new. The dreams haunted her when ever she slept. Before now, she didn't know what she could do about it, and would have done anything. Now that she had an idea, she wasn't sure she wanted to follow it.

Legolas. It had been many, many, years since she had seen him. It would be good to see him again. But... she recognized the voice that spoke his name. Of course, he would be easier to face then... All right, she would go. To talk to Legolas. That was it.

It was barely a minute to pack, and she was off before sunrise, headed for the Elven-sanctuary of Rivendell.