Chapter Three
A Remembrance
Carangil sat on his horse looking down the hill overlooking the abandoned country of Hollin. The twins sat on their horses to his right and the Prince of Mirkwood stood besides his horse on his left. This land held many sorrows. Sorrows unknown and many sorrows that would always be. His eyes looked over the ruins ahead on a hilltop that had been abandoned long ago. The Misty Mountains loomed up behind the plain land that was once green and his eyes were drawn to the door of Moria that one of his friends from the past had done while he was resting from one of his many journeys.
Celebrimbor, the crafter of the Rings, slain by Sauron the deceiver, had made for him the necklace that he had laid close to his heart ever since that day. The golden chain that had been looped ever so gracefully down to the entwined gold and silver star with a ruby set in the center with his wife's name etched into the stone. A tear rolled down his cheek and he said a prayer to Eru for his soul and decided to head towards Lothlorien over the Redhorn Gate.
"Come on, we must go south over the mountains, I must visit an old friend," he said looking at the princes.
"Yes sir," said Elladan mockingly.
They let Legolas mount and they started galloping towards the Misty Mountains. Carangil looked behind him at the rapidly receding horizon and saw a lone figure on a horse standing where they had just been. He started off back the opposite direction and disappeared behind the hills. Carangil turned back and telepathically communicated with Legolas.
' Be on your guard, a rider was behind us and I don't know what he was or wanted but he had the eyes of a shadow elf. I felt them piercing just as our pierce,' he said.
' I also felt them but it seemed to come from all around,' he replied.
' Twins, did you feel eyes piercing you just now?' Carangil asked.
' Yes, from all around,' they replied together. ' Be ready to fight, don't make any signs of hostility,' said Legolas telepathically from the other side as they still rode on.
As they crested the hill they saw below them a great host of shadow elves on horses. They stopped and waited to see what would happen. A rider rode in from their left and they all guessed he was the one who was behind them. He rode into the center and spoke with one who was wearing a crown of some sort. They along with three others rode towards them with weapons in their sheaths saying they meant no harm. They arrived swiftly and dismounted along with all of them
A Remembrance
Carangil sat on his horse looking down the hill overlooking the abandoned country of Hollin. The twins sat on their horses to his right and the Prince of Mirkwood stood besides his horse on his left. This land held many sorrows. Sorrows unknown and many sorrows that would always be. His eyes looked over the ruins ahead on a hilltop that had been abandoned long ago. The Misty Mountains loomed up behind the plain land that was once green and his eyes were drawn to the door of Moria that one of his friends from the past had done while he was resting from one of his many journeys.
Celebrimbor, the crafter of the Rings, slain by Sauron the deceiver, had made for him the necklace that he had laid close to his heart ever since that day. The golden chain that had been looped ever so gracefully down to the entwined gold and silver star with a ruby set in the center with his wife's name etched into the stone. A tear rolled down his cheek and he said a prayer to Eru for his soul and decided to head towards Lothlorien over the Redhorn Gate.
"Come on, we must go south over the mountains, I must visit an old friend," he said looking at the princes.
"Yes sir," said Elladan mockingly.
They let Legolas mount and they started galloping towards the Misty Mountains. Carangil looked behind him at the rapidly receding horizon and saw a lone figure on a horse standing where they had just been. He started off back the opposite direction and disappeared behind the hills. Carangil turned back and telepathically communicated with Legolas.
' Be on your guard, a rider was behind us and I don't know what he was or wanted but he had the eyes of a shadow elf. I felt them piercing just as our pierce,' he said.
' I also felt them but it seemed to come from all around,' he replied.
' Twins, did you feel eyes piercing you just now?' Carangil asked.
' Yes, from all around,' they replied together. ' Be ready to fight, don't make any signs of hostility,' said Legolas telepathically from the other side as they still rode on.
As they crested the hill they saw below them a great host of shadow elves on horses. They stopped and waited to see what would happen. A rider rode in from their left and they all guessed he was the one who was behind them. He rode into the center and spoke with one who was wearing a crown of some sort. They along with three others rode towards them with weapons in their sheaths saying they meant no harm. They arrived swiftly and dismounted along with all of them