I bet you all hate my guts don't you?? I left you for two months or so. You think I'm a lazy author who cares for no one but herself, right?? I truly wouldn't blame you. I mean I did stick you with two author's note. Well if you can forgive me than read and review.
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'You take the word of the dwarves to seriously, Frodo,' yelled Aer. 'For no one can rightly say that their land is safe! And there is your proof!' Aer pointed behind her, the Balrog wasn't to far back.
By this time the dwarves were fleeing in sheer panic. Tables and stands were shoved to the side or knocked over. Quite a mess was made. The fellowship ran in the opposite direction of the dwarves, in hopes that the demon would follow them. And follow them is exactly what it did. The scenery of the mines began to look familiar.
'Exactly where are we heading?' asked Sam.
'No where particular, just aiming to direct the Balrog away from the dwarves,' answered Aragorn.
'So, we're running along blindly?' asked Merry.
'Yes, yes we are,' answered Aragorn.
'Oh,' said Merry.
'WE'RE RUNNING BLINDLY!?' screamed Pippin.
'Don't complain, Took. Keep your eyes on the path and maybe you'll live,' said Gandalf.
They followed the 'path' until they reached a bridge.
'This definitely looks familiar,' said Legolas.
'Maybe to you but not to me,' said Aer, who was running along side him.
'They must have worked hard to rebuild it. Sturdy, it shouldn't fail us this time,' said Gimli, admiring the bridge.
'That's not really reassuring Gimli,' said Legolas.
They crossed the bridge, actually they stopped midway to wait fir the Balrog. They didn't need to wait long.
'Everybody off the bridge,' yelled Gandalf.
Nobody hesitated to run. They didn't even notice that Gandalf stayed.
'Not again,' whined Merry.
The Balrog began its stroll on the bridge towards the waiting istari. Gandalf raised his staff and chanted 'you shall not pass'.
'Something is wrong,' said Aer. 'I just don't know what.'
The bridge broke a minute later. An amazing and unexpected thing happened, the Balrog disappeared. It seemed to just evaporate.
'What?!' everyone exclaimed.
'What form of magic is this?' questioned Gandalf.
From the corner of his eye, Frodo saw a figure in white heading towards the city.
'Come on, follow me,' said Frodo.
To baffled by the Balrog the fellowship followed, no questions asked. On the way back to the city, Aragorn and Gimli stopped. They had felt a cold breeze fall on them.
'What's wrong?' asked Legolas.
'You didn't feel that sudden brisk, cold wind?' asked Gimli.
'No,' said Aer.
'Come on the faster we get moving the sooner we'll be in the company of our hosts,' said Gandalf.
The rest of the walk was met with no disruption. When they reached the city the dwarves had returned. Gimli told them of the Balrog.
'We should not have panicked,' said Zigil. 'The spirit of Balin tends to play tricks on us. And the Balrog is his favorite.'
'Balin would do no such thing,' said Gimli. 'In life nor in death.'
'Well I'm afraid he has,' said Zigil. 'Will you be staying with us?'
'No we will leave now,' said Gimli.
'Very well, I wish you the best of luck on your journey,' said Zigil, before turning to his fellow counsel dwarves to discuss what to do with the know destroyed Khazad-dum bridge. (the city has a counsel and Zigil is head of the counsel)
The fellowship packed their belongings and left Moria.
'I can't believe it. The Balrog seemed so life like,' said Sam.
'I thought we were doomed for sure,' said Pippin.
'Will you please stop talking!' said a frustrated Gandalf.
He felt like a fool for not seeing through the Balrog. As for Gimli, Aragorn, and the elves, they felt extremely foolish.
'It's evening. I say we find a place to sleep and sleep,' said Aragorn.
'How can you be tired? You woke up but a few hours ago,' said Aer.
'I'm hungry,' said Pippin.
'Me too,' said Merry.
'As soon as we find a place to rest I'll make something,' said Aer.
'Okay, then HURRY IT UP ARAGORN!' said Pippin or rather his stomach.
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Okay horrible? Good? Burn in the fiery pits of hell? What? I'm sorry but being busy and shit has gotten to me. I can't write good chapters!! So please bare with me and give me ideas!!! At least someone give me ideas. OR was it two?? I can't remember. Any way the idea of the spirit was not mine. Okay the idea that it be Balin was my corny idea. Bet you didn't see that coming! Well if you wish to know the name of the one who thought of the spirit look in the reviews because at the moment I can't think of the name. I thank you a million times!!!! Zigil means Spike. Okay um, Namarie!!!
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'You take the word of the dwarves to seriously, Frodo,' yelled Aer. 'For no one can rightly say that their land is safe! And there is your proof!' Aer pointed behind her, the Balrog wasn't to far back.
By this time the dwarves were fleeing in sheer panic. Tables and stands were shoved to the side or knocked over. Quite a mess was made. The fellowship ran in the opposite direction of the dwarves, in hopes that the demon would follow them. And follow them is exactly what it did. The scenery of the mines began to look familiar.
'Exactly where are we heading?' asked Sam.
'No where particular, just aiming to direct the Balrog away from the dwarves,' answered Aragorn.
'So, we're running along blindly?' asked Merry.
'Yes, yes we are,' answered Aragorn.
'Oh,' said Merry.
'WE'RE RUNNING BLINDLY!?' screamed Pippin.
'Don't complain, Took. Keep your eyes on the path and maybe you'll live,' said Gandalf.
They followed the 'path' until they reached a bridge.
'This definitely looks familiar,' said Legolas.
'Maybe to you but not to me,' said Aer, who was running along side him.
'They must have worked hard to rebuild it. Sturdy, it shouldn't fail us this time,' said Gimli, admiring the bridge.
'That's not really reassuring Gimli,' said Legolas.
They crossed the bridge, actually they stopped midway to wait fir the Balrog. They didn't need to wait long.
'Everybody off the bridge,' yelled Gandalf.
Nobody hesitated to run. They didn't even notice that Gandalf stayed.
'Not again,' whined Merry.
The Balrog began its stroll on the bridge towards the waiting istari. Gandalf raised his staff and chanted 'you shall not pass'.
'Something is wrong,' said Aer. 'I just don't know what.'
The bridge broke a minute later. An amazing and unexpected thing happened, the Balrog disappeared. It seemed to just evaporate.
'What?!' everyone exclaimed.
'What form of magic is this?' questioned Gandalf.
From the corner of his eye, Frodo saw a figure in white heading towards the city.
'Come on, follow me,' said Frodo.
To baffled by the Balrog the fellowship followed, no questions asked. On the way back to the city, Aragorn and Gimli stopped. They had felt a cold breeze fall on them.
'What's wrong?' asked Legolas.
'You didn't feel that sudden brisk, cold wind?' asked Gimli.
'No,' said Aer.
'Come on the faster we get moving the sooner we'll be in the company of our hosts,' said Gandalf.
The rest of the walk was met with no disruption. When they reached the city the dwarves had returned. Gimli told them of the Balrog.
'We should not have panicked,' said Zigil. 'The spirit of Balin tends to play tricks on us. And the Balrog is his favorite.'
'Balin would do no such thing,' said Gimli. 'In life nor in death.'
'Well I'm afraid he has,' said Zigil. 'Will you be staying with us?'
'No we will leave now,' said Gimli.
'Very well, I wish you the best of luck on your journey,' said Zigil, before turning to his fellow counsel dwarves to discuss what to do with the know destroyed Khazad-dum bridge. (the city has a counsel and Zigil is head of the counsel)
The fellowship packed their belongings and left Moria.
'I can't believe it. The Balrog seemed so life like,' said Sam.
'I thought we were doomed for sure,' said Pippin.
'Will you please stop talking!' said a frustrated Gandalf.
He felt like a fool for not seeing through the Balrog. As for Gimli, Aragorn, and the elves, they felt extremely foolish.
'It's evening. I say we find a place to sleep and sleep,' said Aragorn.
'How can you be tired? You woke up but a few hours ago,' said Aer.
'I'm hungry,' said Pippin.
'Me too,' said Merry.
'As soon as we find a place to rest I'll make something,' said Aer.
'Okay, then HURRY IT UP ARAGORN!' said Pippin or rather his stomach.
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Okay horrible? Good? Burn in the fiery pits of hell? What? I'm sorry but being busy and shit has gotten to me. I can't write good chapters!! So please bare with me and give me ideas!!! At least someone give me ideas. OR was it two?? I can't remember. Any way the idea of the spirit was not mine. Okay the idea that it be Balin was my corny idea. Bet you didn't see that coming! Well if you wish to know the name of the one who thought of the spirit look in the reviews because at the moment I can't think of the name. I thank you a million times!!!! Zigil means Spike. Okay um, Namarie!!!