At the Turn of the Tide

by Eryn of Lasgalen

When everything seems to be lost and yet you could lose it all, can you really afford to lose hope, even the time of one fleeting thought? And how high could be the price of such an insignificant lost of faith? (Two Towers, Rohan, mostly movieverse)

At the Turn of the Tide

Prologue

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"I come back to you now at the turn of the tide", he had said.

But the problem with tides is who could really say which way they went? Sure one always hoped a bad situation would take a turn for the best, but what if a difficult one suddenly became impossible? A seemingly bad predicament could very well end up as the worst nightmare imaginable.

What if they were left feeling as though they where trapped somewhere worst than the Dead Marshes or the Plains of Gorgoroth? Or possibly worse still, like in the very fires of Mount Doom? What if, instead of victory, a fate worse than death befell them?

The smallest grain of sand can start a chain reaction and throw the course of events that was meant to be, leaving everyone in its wake to wish they would just die instead…

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Chapter 1 coming soon.

Well that's it I finally decided to write that plot graciously given by the wonderful Aithne. We'll see if I can turn it into a decent nightmare… ;-p Yep people this is an angsty "what if" fic. Hold on to what ever you can, I plan for this to be one hk of a ride, one the Fellowship won't enjoy. But I hope YOU will so please pretty please, either use that little button down there or any other mean provided on my bio page and tell me all about it, even if you don't. I want to know exactly what you think be it positive or negative, cause feedback is always mucho appreciated especially if it's constructive! -)

Thank you so much for taking the time to read!

And a zillion thanks to Cierah for her big help! Thanks mellonin! Go and read hers and Aithne's stories… There aren't many writers as talented as them.