Lord of the Rings: After affect of the ring
Written by: Blitzedout.
All original characters created by J.R.R. Tolkien.
Chapter 2
"What is it, Sam?" Frodo asked. Wolfie stopped, then spun around to face them. Sam was staring into a bush, almost like he was staring off into space. Wolfie had started tightening her gold robe belt, around her purple robe, and then looked at the spot Sam was looking into, and froze too. "What's going on?" Frodo asked. The he walked over to the bush. "I see nothing. What are you staring at?" Wolfie walked up to the bush cautiously, then picked up a small trinket, and held it in her hand. "It's a ring. A silver ring with pictures of fire along the sides." She said. The three gathered around the ring, and as they got closer, the fire started to glow. Frodo backed away. "Let's go to Jess' house now, ok?" he replied. The other two quickly stood back up, and followed Frodo down the road. Soon later, a small house appeared by a bank. The three walked up to it, and knocked on the door. As the door opened, a small hobbit girl stepped out. Her hair was pulled back with ribbons, and she was wearing a short dress with ruffles on the ends. She stopped and looked up at Wolfie. Wolfie was much taller then her, wearing a purple robe with wolfs on it. Her hat was small, but it matched what she was wearing. Wolfie stepped to the side, revealing the two hobbits behind her. "Sam! Frodo!" Jess cried. She ran out towards them, rushing past Wolfie, and she threw her arms around them. She giggled, and then turned back around. "I don't believe we've met." She said holding out her hand towards Wolfie. "I'm Wolfie. You must be Jess. Your friends have told me about you. I am glad I have met you. According to your size, you must be a hobbit." She said. They shook hands, and then Jess raised her eyebrow and stared at Wolfie. She then turned around back to Frodo and Sam. She started to walk with them into the old forest, and a spooky forest it was indeed. "Let's see." said Frodo. ".this is where that tree to your left wolfed Pippin down. Further down the trail, we have the shadow wraths chase. We were chased for what seemed like forever. The Brandybuck Bridge is 20 miles away. Let's take the Buckleberry ferry back to shore, though. Night crept down on the world that world that night. Night was the time of the elves. Elves were wise creatures of the sort, and they loved nighttime. At night, they slept, but they slept with their eyes open, warning burglars or thieves that they were "awake". The elves were light haired, or at least most were, but some were not. Trinity was one of the few with darker hair. She was quiet and shy, and she was known as the odd ball of the elves. Trinity ran through the field, to find somewhere to practice her aim. She had a smaller set of arrows, and a longer bow. She was quick, but a bad aimer. At night, she would go to the riverbank to shoot at the trees. Flying/shooting arrow sounds "Darn, I just can't get it! Maybe I'm not meant to be an elf. I hate archery! I know; I'll go somewhere to find a sorceress! She could change me.or maybe even a wizard! Yeah! I'll take another elf with me." She stood and thought of whom she would choose. They had to be a good aimer, if they ran into any danger. "Legolas! He would be great!" She ran down the hill toward his house. His sister Mariene was new to his family. He started to watch her with his life after what could have happened at Mordor. She walked up to the door and rapped on it impatiently. When the door opened, a little blond girl came out. "Hi, who are you?" she asked. "I am a friend of your brothers. May I speak with him?" Trinity responded. The girl disappeared, and then came back with a tall, blond man in a long, brown robe. "Can I help you?" he asked. "Legolas?" Trinity asked. "Is that you?" "Yeah, who are you? Wait, Trinity, right?" he asked. She knew he was kidding around. She had been a friend with him for years. They hugged, and then Mariene popped her head out the door. "Is this Mariene?" Trinity asked. "Yeah, tomorrow she turns seven. We were going to do something, but I can't think of a thing." He replied. "Well, has she ever seen a wizard or a sorceress? I am going on an adventure to meet one. We could get there by tomorrow." Trinity replied. "Sure!" Mariene said. "Well, I know some are attempting to visit Gandalf in the Shire. They all heard he had returned, but they will all leave when they find out he is dead." Legolas said. "Great, maybe we'll get there tomorrow." Trinity said. "I'll start packing." Mariene said in her moist adult voice.
"What is it, Sam?" Frodo asked. Wolfie stopped, then spun around to face them. Sam was staring into a bush, almost like he was staring off into space. Wolfie had started tightening her gold robe belt, around her purple robe, and then looked at the spot Sam was looking into, and froze too. "What's going on?" Frodo asked. The he walked over to the bush. "I see nothing. What are you staring at?" Wolfie walked up to the bush cautiously, then picked up a small trinket, and held it in her hand. "It's a ring. A silver ring with pictures of fire along the sides." She said. The three gathered around the ring, and as they got closer, the fire started to glow. Frodo backed away. "Let's go to Jess' house now, ok?" he replied. The other two quickly stood back up, and followed Frodo down the road. Soon later, a small house appeared by a bank. The three walked up to it, and knocked on the door. As the door opened, a small hobbit girl stepped out. Her hair was pulled back with ribbons, and she was wearing a short dress with ruffles on the ends. She stopped and looked up at Wolfie. Wolfie was much taller then her, wearing a purple robe with wolfs on it. Her hat was small, but it matched what she was wearing. Wolfie stepped to the side, revealing the two hobbits behind her. "Sam! Frodo!" Jess cried. She ran out towards them, rushing past Wolfie, and she threw her arms around them. She giggled, and then turned back around. "I don't believe we've met." She said holding out her hand towards Wolfie. "I'm Wolfie. You must be Jess. Your friends have told me about you. I am glad I have met you. According to your size, you must be a hobbit." She said. They shook hands, and then Jess raised her eyebrow and stared at Wolfie. She then turned around back to Frodo and Sam. She started to walk with them into the old forest, and a spooky forest it was indeed. "Let's see." said Frodo. ".this is where that tree to your left wolfed Pippin down. Further down the trail, we have the shadow wraths chase. We were chased for what seemed like forever. The Brandybuck Bridge is 20 miles away. Let's take the Buckleberry ferry back to shore, though. Night crept down on the world that world that night. Night was the time of the elves. Elves were wise creatures of the sort, and they loved nighttime. At night, they slept, but they slept with their eyes open, warning burglars or thieves that they were "awake". The elves were light haired, or at least most were, but some were not. Trinity was one of the few with darker hair. She was quiet and shy, and she was known as the odd ball of the elves. Trinity ran through the field, to find somewhere to practice her aim. She had a smaller set of arrows, and a longer bow. She was quick, but a bad aimer. At night, she would go to the riverbank to shoot at the trees. Flying/shooting arrow sounds "Darn, I just can't get it! Maybe I'm not meant to be an elf. I hate archery! I know; I'll go somewhere to find a sorceress! She could change me.or maybe even a wizard! Yeah! I'll take another elf with me." She stood and thought of whom she would choose. They had to be a good aimer, if they ran into any danger. "Legolas! He would be great!" She ran down the hill toward his house. His sister Mariene was new to his family. He started to watch her with his life after what could have happened at Mordor. She walked up to the door and rapped on it impatiently. When the door opened, a little blond girl came out. "Hi, who are you?" she asked. "I am a friend of your brothers. May I speak with him?" Trinity responded. The girl disappeared, and then came back with a tall, blond man in a long, brown robe. "Can I help you?" he asked. "Legolas?" Trinity asked. "Is that you?" "Yeah, who are you? Wait, Trinity, right?" he asked. She knew he was kidding around. She had been a friend with him for years. They hugged, and then Mariene popped her head out the door. "Is this Mariene?" Trinity asked. "Yeah, tomorrow she turns seven. We were going to do something, but I can't think of a thing." He replied. "Well, has she ever seen a wizard or a sorceress? I am going on an adventure to meet one. We could get there by tomorrow." Trinity replied. "Sure!" Mariene said. "Well, I know some are attempting to visit Gandalf in the Shire. They all heard he had returned, but they will all leave when they find out he is dead." Legolas said. "Great, maybe we'll get there tomorrow." Trinity said. "I'll start packing." Mariene said in her moist adult voice.