A hour later, everyone was reunited. Aragorn took up his throne
temporarily, and discussed matters with Gandalf. "We must gather everyone
we can, and ride to the Black Gate."
Eomer spoke up. "We cannot achieve victory through strength of arms."
Aragorn shook his head. "No, but we can give Frodo a chance."
"A diversion." was what Legolas simply stated.
Sayowyn questioned them. "How do we know that Frodo is alive and even in Mordor?" she asked.
There was a pause. "Like you said, Sayowyn. There is always hope, and it will forever endure." Gandalf said. Sayowyn shook her head slowly. She wished now only to rest, for she was fast growing weak.
She ran to meet Naro, whom she told to be waiting for her in the trees beside the shores of Gondor. Naro ran from the trees to her, happy to see she was safe. Sayowyn led the great stallion back, to where the Men were preparing to ride to Mordor. The elf knew that this was their final hope, their last chance to give Frodo time to end the evil that was before them. One thousand Men on horseback set out from Minas Tirith, minus Theoden, who had fallen that day.
The ride to the Black Gate was quiet, for everyone was drowing in their sorrow from the deaths of their friends a few hours earlier. A half hour long ride later, and the black gate stood before them.
The Men grouped, forming a tight circle before the giant gates. Sayowyn noticed that when she looked up at the highest point of the gate, the sun was blocked out. They all stood for five minutes, everyones body was filled with the fear of death, which was inevitable.
Sayowyn, Aragorn, Gimli, Legolas and Gandalf rode forward on their horses, to the very gate itself. "We ask Mordor to open its gate!" Aragorn cried. They turned their horses away. Naro nearly fell over, turning so fast on his haunches. They loped back to the other men. Turning to face the gate, they stood, waiting.
Just then, there was a movement of the gate, and slowly it began to open. Hordes of orcs and goblins poured out. Soon, the group of one thousand men and horses were surrounded on all sides by the evil beings of the most evil place in middle earth.
Aragorn rode forward in front of them and spoke loudly, so all could hear him."I see in your eyes, the same fear, that would take the heart of me. A day may come, when the courage of men fails, when we foresake our friends, and all bonds of fellowship. But it is no this day. This day, we fight!" he cried.
The others hollered their support, though they had never been this frightened. They dismounted from their horses, sending them all into the middle of the great circle they had formed. Sayowyn bid Naro farewell. "Narmaire." she said in his ear. Now they stood, face to face with their greatest enemies.
Gimli now spoke to Legolas. "I never thought I'd be here, before the Black Gate, side by side with an elf." he said.
Legolas looked down at him, smiling, the sun shining through his blonde hair. "And what about side by side with a friend?" he asked.
"Aye." Gimli simply said. Sayowyn smiled at them. Then her expression changed very quickly. The eye of Sauron, wreathed in flame, now turned towards them. This was the point of the mission to distract his gaze.
Now, Frodo. She prayed in her mind. Then a haunting voice filled the air. Sauron was speaking to Aragorn. He was taunting him. Threatening him. Legolas squinted, having a hard time seeing into the great Eye properly.
Then something came over Sayowyn. She did not know why she did it, but she stepped foward. "Sayowyn Tiwele." Sauron spoke. "It is my life force which will destroy yours. The world of elves will come to darkness." he said.
"But not before yours does." Sayowyn spoke quietly to him, knowing that he heard her.
The Eye growled. "If I die, I am taking you with me." he said.
All eyes now turned to Sayowyn, who stood motionless. Legolas' jaw was dropped, slightly. What was she doing? Then Sayowyn spoke, and all could hear her answer. "So be it." was what the great elven princess said.
Still in her slight trance, Sayowyn began walking to the mass of awaiting orcs, which held their swords ready. Reaching behind her, she pulled out her trusted elven daggers. They sung through the air as she flipped them in her hands quickly. She kept walking straight.
Just as the elf reached the crowd of orcs, her friends and the Men of Gondor ran behind her, and caught up just enough in time to meet the orcs the same time she did. With the motions she was so used to, Sayowyn met the orcs swords in midair with hers, and proceeded to slay as many as possible.
Soon, all of the Men of Gondor became drowned in the unthinkable masses of orcs. Sayowyn was fighting with them on all sides. She could feel Saurons gaze upon her, and it weakened her greatly. The elf had never fought so long and hard in her life, and many an orc went down before her.
Suddenly, the familiar screech of the horrible Nazgul was heard by all. Looking up, they all saw the great dragons and their evil riders swooping down upon them. Every screech they made was agony to Sayowyn, who, in her poor health, heard things more acutely than anyone else. The elf covered her ears in pain everytime it was heard.
But, luck was on their side that moment. For just as the Nazguls appeared, so did giant eagles. "Eagles!" Pippin cried with joy. The great birds met the dragons in midair, killing them as they did so. Sayowyn smiled slightly and continued her long battle.
She was about to make her way to find Legolas when suddenly two giant bodies of winged creatures tumbled through the air and landed not one hundred feet in front of her. The ring wraith was thrown off in the air, falling to his death. But the dragon and the eagle fought, eventually falling. Sayowyn was glad to see the bird was still alive, but her happiness stopped when she saw that the bird was in shock, and could not move.
The dragon stood and prepared to kill the eagle with his sharp teeth. Sayowyn quickly pulled an arrow from her quill and pulled back, releasing it. The shot hit the dragon in the neck, and it reared back, stepping away from the eagle, which still stood motionless.
Sayowyn rushed forward, and stood between the dragon and the great Eagle. The war stopped completely for a moment, as everyone watched the small yet beautiful elf stand against the giant, horrid creature of the Nazgul. She pulled out her elven daggers once more, and stood facing the dragon.
It screeched at her, but, as much as she wanted to, she did not cover her ears in pain. Instead she raised one dagger high above her head, keeping the other low and beside her left leg. The dragon came down upon the elf. Sayowyn slashed away at the thick skin of his neck with her daggers, but it was no use, the beast was simply not going to die.
The monsterous dragon pushed her closer and closer, back to the Eagle, which was slowly coming to. Suddenly the dragon lashed out with his teeth and Sayowyn instinctively stabbed the dagges into his mouth. The daggers were not long enough, however, and the sharp teeth bit the steel of the elven weapons in half.
Now useless, the daggers were dropped to the ground. The dragon quickly lunged towards her, knocking her down on her back. Legolas was too far away to do anything, and surrounded by too many orcs to fire an arrow and hit the dragon with accuracy. The warriors watched as the dragons head went past the lying elf and towards the eagle. The dragons mouth opened as it prepared to attack the bird.
Just as the dragons teeth were a few feet from the Eagle, the dragon screeched a terrible cry and reared up. Sayowyn had pulled her sword from her belt, the sword which she hardly ever used, and had stabbed the blade up into the dragons throat. The dragon fell back, and Sayowyn was still attached, and was pulled to her feet. As she reached a stand still, the sword pulled free of his neck, and the dragon fell on his back, dead.
"Fly!" Sayowyn quickly yelled to the Eagle. It opened its mighty wings and flew up into the sky. The elf went back to fighting. Hours later, the orcs seemed like an endless tide. Cave trolls came crashing through the Gate, to join the battle.
Eomer spoke up. "We cannot achieve victory through strength of arms."
Aragorn shook his head. "No, but we can give Frodo a chance."
"A diversion." was what Legolas simply stated.
Sayowyn questioned them. "How do we know that Frodo is alive and even in Mordor?" she asked.
There was a pause. "Like you said, Sayowyn. There is always hope, and it will forever endure." Gandalf said. Sayowyn shook her head slowly. She wished now only to rest, for she was fast growing weak.
She ran to meet Naro, whom she told to be waiting for her in the trees beside the shores of Gondor. Naro ran from the trees to her, happy to see she was safe. Sayowyn led the great stallion back, to where the Men were preparing to ride to Mordor. The elf knew that this was their final hope, their last chance to give Frodo time to end the evil that was before them. One thousand Men on horseback set out from Minas Tirith, minus Theoden, who had fallen that day.
The ride to the Black Gate was quiet, for everyone was drowing in their sorrow from the deaths of their friends a few hours earlier. A half hour long ride later, and the black gate stood before them.
The Men grouped, forming a tight circle before the giant gates. Sayowyn noticed that when she looked up at the highest point of the gate, the sun was blocked out. They all stood for five minutes, everyones body was filled with the fear of death, which was inevitable.
Sayowyn, Aragorn, Gimli, Legolas and Gandalf rode forward on their horses, to the very gate itself. "We ask Mordor to open its gate!" Aragorn cried. They turned their horses away. Naro nearly fell over, turning so fast on his haunches. They loped back to the other men. Turning to face the gate, they stood, waiting.
Just then, there was a movement of the gate, and slowly it began to open. Hordes of orcs and goblins poured out. Soon, the group of one thousand men and horses were surrounded on all sides by the evil beings of the most evil place in middle earth.
Aragorn rode forward in front of them and spoke loudly, so all could hear him."I see in your eyes, the same fear, that would take the heart of me. A day may come, when the courage of men fails, when we foresake our friends, and all bonds of fellowship. But it is no this day. This day, we fight!" he cried.
The others hollered their support, though they had never been this frightened. They dismounted from their horses, sending them all into the middle of the great circle they had formed. Sayowyn bid Naro farewell. "Narmaire." she said in his ear. Now they stood, face to face with their greatest enemies.
Gimli now spoke to Legolas. "I never thought I'd be here, before the Black Gate, side by side with an elf." he said.
Legolas looked down at him, smiling, the sun shining through his blonde hair. "And what about side by side with a friend?" he asked.
"Aye." Gimli simply said. Sayowyn smiled at them. Then her expression changed very quickly. The eye of Sauron, wreathed in flame, now turned towards them. This was the point of the mission to distract his gaze.
Now, Frodo. She prayed in her mind. Then a haunting voice filled the air. Sauron was speaking to Aragorn. He was taunting him. Threatening him. Legolas squinted, having a hard time seeing into the great Eye properly.
Then something came over Sayowyn. She did not know why she did it, but she stepped foward. "Sayowyn Tiwele." Sauron spoke. "It is my life force which will destroy yours. The world of elves will come to darkness." he said.
"But not before yours does." Sayowyn spoke quietly to him, knowing that he heard her.
The Eye growled. "If I die, I am taking you with me." he said.
All eyes now turned to Sayowyn, who stood motionless. Legolas' jaw was dropped, slightly. What was she doing? Then Sayowyn spoke, and all could hear her answer. "So be it." was what the great elven princess said.
Still in her slight trance, Sayowyn began walking to the mass of awaiting orcs, which held their swords ready. Reaching behind her, she pulled out her trusted elven daggers. They sung through the air as she flipped them in her hands quickly. She kept walking straight.
Just as the elf reached the crowd of orcs, her friends and the Men of Gondor ran behind her, and caught up just enough in time to meet the orcs the same time she did. With the motions she was so used to, Sayowyn met the orcs swords in midair with hers, and proceeded to slay as many as possible.
Soon, all of the Men of Gondor became drowned in the unthinkable masses of orcs. Sayowyn was fighting with them on all sides. She could feel Saurons gaze upon her, and it weakened her greatly. The elf had never fought so long and hard in her life, and many an orc went down before her.
Suddenly, the familiar screech of the horrible Nazgul was heard by all. Looking up, they all saw the great dragons and their evil riders swooping down upon them. Every screech they made was agony to Sayowyn, who, in her poor health, heard things more acutely than anyone else. The elf covered her ears in pain everytime it was heard.
But, luck was on their side that moment. For just as the Nazguls appeared, so did giant eagles. "Eagles!" Pippin cried with joy. The great birds met the dragons in midair, killing them as they did so. Sayowyn smiled slightly and continued her long battle.
She was about to make her way to find Legolas when suddenly two giant bodies of winged creatures tumbled through the air and landed not one hundred feet in front of her. The ring wraith was thrown off in the air, falling to his death. But the dragon and the eagle fought, eventually falling. Sayowyn was glad to see the bird was still alive, but her happiness stopped when she saw that the bird was in shock, and could not move.
The dragon stood and prepared to kill the eagle with his sharp teeth. Sayowyn quickly pulled an arrow from her quill and pulled back, releasing it. The shot hit the dragon in the neck, and it reared back, stepping away from the eagle, which still stood motionless.
Sayowyn rushed forward, and stood between the dragon and the great Eagle. The war stopped completely for a moment, as everyone watched the small yet beautiful elf stand against the giant, horrid creature of the Nazgul. She pulled out her elven daggers once more, and stood facing the dragon.
It screeched at her, but, as much as she wanted to, she did not cover her ears in pain. Instead she raised one dagger high above her head, keeping the other low and beside her left leg. The dragon came down upon the elf. Sayowyn slashed away at the thick skin of his neck with her daggers, but it was no use, the beast was simply not going to die.
The monsterous dragon pushed her closer and closer, back to the Eagle, which was slowly coming to. Suddenly the dragon lashed out with his teeth and Sayowyn instinctively stabbed the dagges into his mouth. The daggers were not long enough, however, and the sharp teeth bit the steel of the elven weapons in half.
Now useless, the daggers were dropped to the ground. The dragon quickly lunged towards her, knocking her down on her back. Legolas was too far away to do anything, and surrounded by too many orcs to fire an arrow and hit the dragon with accuracy. The warriors watched as the dragons head went past the lying elf and towards the eagle. The dragons mouth opened as it prepared to attack the bird.
Just as the dragons teeth were a few feet from the Eagle, the dragon screeched a terrible cry and reared up. Sayowyn had pulled her sword from her belt, the sword which she hardly ever used, and had stabbed the blade up into the dragons throat. The dragon fell back, and Sayowyn was still attached, and was pulled to her feet. As she reached a stand still, the sword pulled free of his neck, and the dragon fell on his back, dead.
"Fly!" Sayowyn quickly yelled to the Eagle. It opened its mighty wings and flew up into the sky. The elf went back to fighting. Hours later, the orcs seemed like an endless tide. Cave trolls came crashing through the Gate, to join the battle.