The She-orc.
Chapter One: - Blissful encounters.
"She dog"
"Worm"
"Take a look in the glass, Kurina"
"I see an orc"
"What like I don't?"
That's how the day of Kurina normally starts, and did this morning. Luckily her brothers got called away by the "things-on-wings" (ring wraiths).
Kurina gawped at the ceiling, the painfully low, earthy red and bland ceiling of her room, or prison- which ever worked to her mood that day. Her green arms were crossed behind her head and she lay awake in the dark. Her only comfort was a pure white silken cover, which draped over her thin body. Her brother Torak had taken it from an Elf he claimed that he slayed a week or so ago, it was beautiful, even in the dismal light spilling from her window in the tower of sorcery, it shimmered and shone.
Being just a little over seventeen and her only other female contact being with a giant spider, who smelt like the rest of the orcs in the damned tower, Kurina was still thinking up ways of empowering herself. She was mentally running through some that very morning,
"Become Sauron's secret lover slave- ewww no would have to touch him.
"Pass self off as elf"
"IN YEHR DREAMS!!!" came a hoarse yell from outside.
"THANK YOU BUT I DON'T DREAM OF SUCH DISGUSTING THINGS" she lied painfully.
She swung her legs around her low bed and glanced at herself in the looking glass. Thin, extremely thin, she was the runt of the tower as far as anyone else with testicles were concerned and so seemed to require minimal food. She turned away disgusted at her weak and meek appearance, orcs were strong warriors not little girls. She dragged a toothy (there in lies the irony) comb through her long, thick hair (which resembled wire). Making her bed she decided to visit Shelob, the over sized spider.
In a rough trouser and top outfit which grazed as she moved, Kurina managed to run to the lower passages, unfortunately she bumped- head first- into something.
The nine footer all in black looked at her, well aimed it's empty eye sockets at her, "Wh---err---rrree are yoooooou goooo.ing" it hissed swaying its head like a dear caught in a trap. All the blood in her body boiled before running icy cold. She hated the way the things-on-wings could do that,
"Iiiiiii. Doooooon't think thhhhhaa----tssss any of your businessssss" she giggled, the wraith pawed for her neck and took her about three feet off the floor. "Wiser ones do not mock us", it snarled into her pointed ear. She struggled out.
"I'm going to see the spider" The thing made a grimacing gesture and pointed her at the passage.
Kurina had decided something she had decided before, Shelob was so getting air freshener for her birthday. She stepped over dead limbs and tiptoed past other foul things, she could hear the spider clicking at her, "I know, I'm late. Can we go out now?"
Chapter One: - Blissful encounters.
"She dog"
"Worm"
"Take a look in the glass, Kurina"
"I see an orc"
"What like I don't?"
That's how the day of Kurina normally starts, and did this morning. Luckily her brothers got called away by the "things-on-wings" (ring wraiths).
Kurina gawped at the ceiling, the painfully low, earthy red and bland ceiling of her room, or prison- which ever worked to her mood that day. Her green arms were crossed behind her head and she lay awake in the dark. Her only comfort was a pure white silken cover, which draped over her thin body. Her brother Torak had taken it from an Elf he claimed that he slayed a week or so ago, it was beautiful, even in the dismal light spilling from her window in the tower of sorcery, it shimmered and shone.
Being just a little over seventeen and her only other female contact being with a giant spider, who smelt like the rest of the orcs in the damned tower, Kurina was still thinking up ways of empowering herself. She was mentally running through some that very morning,
"Become Sauron's secret lover slave- ewww no would have to touch him.
"Pass self off as elf"
"IN YEHR DREAMS!!!" came a hoarse yell from outside.
"THANK YOU BUT I DON'T DREAM OF SUCH DISGUSTING THINGS" she lied painfully.
She swung her legs around her low bed and glanced at herself in the looking glass. Thin, extremely thin, she was the runt of the tower as far as anyone else with testicles were concerned and so seemed to require minimal food. She turned away disgusted at her weak and meek appearance, orcs were strong warriors not little girls. She dragged a toothy (there in lies the irony) comb through her long, thick hair (which resembled wire). Making her bed she decided to visit Shelob, the over sized spider.
In a rough trouser and top outfit which grazed as she moved, Kurina managed to run to the lower passages, unfortunately she bumped- head first- into something.
The nine footer all in black looked at her, well aimed it's empty eye sockets at her, "Wh---err---rrree are yoooooou goooo.ing" it hissed swaying its head like a dear caught in a trap. All the blood in her body boiled before running icy cold. She hated the way the things-on-wings could do that,
"Iiiiiii. Doooooon't think thhhhhaa----tssss any of your businessssss" she giggled, the wraith pawed for her neck and took her about three feet off the floor. "Wiser ones do not mock us", it snarled into her pointed ear. She struggled out.
"I'm going to see the spider" The thing made a grimacing gesture and pointed her at the passage.
Kurina had decided something she had decided before, Shelob was so getting air freshener for her birthday. She stepped over dead limbs and tiptoed past other foul things, she could hear the spider clicking at her, "I know, I'm late. Can we go out now?"