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Chapter Eleven: Dreaming of Death
There was a field. It was small and very empty, save for an old stump and a fallen log. The wind kissed Merry's cheek as he stood in the clearing between the two objects. He looked at one, and then at another. Suddenly all was dark and there was no sight. Lightning flashed and he saw two women. But could not make out their faces. One was bloody and disfigured, the other very tall and appeared to be a big folk. It made no sense to him, and he felt utterly lost and hopeless.
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"Wake up!" Jericho screamed into Merry's face shaking him furiously. She had already looked around the Barrow with her block and seen their plight. She knew not how long they had been there, but it was likely to be morning now. She had looked down at Frodo's face. It was furrowed as if fighting with some beast. Sam's face was blank as hers was often when she was alone. Pippin had a look of deep sleep and of childlike simplicity. Jericho had gasped when she saw Merry's face. He looked dead.
She had seen death before. Jericho knew the look of death and it was upon Merry's face. Quickly she dropped the block and grasped his shoulders shaking him vigorously.
"Please wake up," she sobbed she felt her tears fall onto his face, as he remained lifeless.
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It began to rain gently. Just a few small drops landed on Merry's upturned face. He looked into the sky as if to see help. All he saw was a crying moon and a smiling sun. Even more confusing than the women in front of him. The tears that fell from the moon splashed on his face. The moon was calling to him. It said, 'Wake up! Please Wake up'
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She hugged his limp body to her chest. Not knowing if he could hear her heart beating wildly. She placed her ear to his heart and listened for a beat. Faintly she heard a murmur of a thump, but that was all.
"You can't die!" she yelled shaking him vigorously, "Do you hear me?? YOU- CAN'T-DIE!!!"
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Merry felt the world shake, as if great beast were lifting him up and down. He had no clue as to what was happening, but he just wanted to leave this field. He looked up at the sobbing moon and reached out to touch it. He felt it's cheek and it stopped crying and smiled.
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"Jericho?" asked Frodo groggily sitting up behind her.
"Frodo!" she yelped leaning over Pippin and Sam's bodies to touch him.
"I'm so glad you've woken!" she sobbed her hand landing on his shoulder.
"Why?" he asked quickly, "What has happened?"
"I think Merry's dead!" she moaned sobbing uncontrollably.
"He can't be!"
"He I-"her statement was cut off by a severed hand grasping her throat.
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The shaking stopped and Merry felt himself lift out of this dream world into a sleep that was beyond all others. He felt nothing, heard nothing, and thought nothing. It was a dark blackness, he later would think back and wonder if that was what death was like. He did not know of the battle in the real world outside his mind.
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Jericho was choking, and unable to breathe. The hand about her throat was squeezing tighter with every passing second. She grappled at it and tried to pry it free, but could not budge it. Frodo had begun to sing. She knew what he was doing, but would Tom arrive in time to help her, even worse would he be in time to save Merry? Suddenly a sword came out of the darkness and cut off the hand. Sadly it was only another Wright that had missed her throat.
It swung toward her and she scrambled away towards where she believed the wall of the barrow was. The white Wright followed not noticing the singing hobbit next to him.
Frodo's words rang in her ears and she began to sing too, as she scrambled away from furious attacks from the Wright.
"Hey Tom Bombadill, Tom Bombadillo!" she called just getting away from the Wright's attack, "By water, wood, and hill, by the reed and willow," she stopped and screamed as the Wright cut her shoulder. It was shallow but it stung sharply.
"By fire, sun, and moon, hearken now and hear us!!!" she screamed, "COME TOM BOMBADILL FOR OUR NEED IS NEAR USSSSS!!!!!!" There was a wind from the blade of the Wright as it passed her head only inches from its target.
There was a sudden loud crash and Frodo shrieked. The Wright disappeared his sword clashing to the ground.
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Merry awoke to the bright sunshine and a large hole in the ground. He looked over next to him to see a very pale Pippin and Sam. On his other side laid a very much awake and live Jericho. There were bloodstains on her shoulder and a patch made of moss that was also soaked in blood. He sat up to see Frodo and Tom starring down at him.
"I see you are awake," Tom stated. Pippin and Sam began to stir also. Merry turned to see Jericho sit up quickly.
"Merry?" she croaked her voice sounding as if she'd been screaming all morning.
"It is I," he answered placing a hand on her shoulder. She winced and he quickly withdrew his hand.
"You're alive," she sighed and he felt her arms around him as quickly as he felt her lips to his cheek.
"Yes I very much am!" he smiled liking the new change in Jericho after the night he had weathered.
"Merry, if you don't mind we would prefer that you change out of the Barrow clothing before you do anything else," Tom ordered his eyes dancing with mischief. Merry smiled at the old man and did as he was told and changed into his warmer clothes that were found with his pony when they returned before he awoke.
He came back to where Jericho was sitting. She was hugging her knees and curled up into a tight little ball. He softly spoke her name and she jumped.
"Sorry," he apologized.
"No, it's fine. I'm a little wary after the whole...ordeal," she answered.
"What ordeal?" he asked bewildered. Jericho turned towards him, he pale lifeless eyes brimming with tears.
"We were down in that Barrow, all of us," she began turning her face to the sky, "I awoke from the terrible Wright's spell and... and felt your faces. Frodo was very determined, Sam was very still, Pippin was almost sleeping, and you," she paused and took a deep breath, "You were as if you were dead."
"What?" he asked.
"You felt cold, and...I actually thought you may have died," he watched as the tears ran down her cheeks, "I tried shaking you, and yelling at you, I even pinched your ear, but you wouldn't wake up. I listened for your heart beat and it was faint and hard to hear." Jericho stopped and broke down in tears. Merry remembered the crying moon, the shaking ground; it was all as if his dream were connected to the Barrow.
"What she has not told you, I will," Tom interrupted. Merry looked to see that the others had been watching the whole time.
"Uh... okay," he answered. Tom cleared his throat.
"When Frodo awoke the young lass explained to him your plight but before they could do anything the Wrights attacked. A hand had grasped her throat and was trying to choke her and would have had it not been for the other Wright trying to sever her head. It promptly cut away the hand that had been choking her. At this time she began to help Frodo sing. Her shrieks and screams I heard from far away and knew I must have much haste. When I arrived she had been wounded on the shoulder and was about to be sliced in two."
Merry sat looking at Jericho who was quietly reliving the moment. He placed a hand on hers she did not pull away.
"You risked your life for us," Merry whispered. He watched as her tears began to slow. She wiped one side of her face with the back of her hand.
"Why wouldn't I, you're my friends," she answered.
"You could see the Wrights?" Pippin breathed oblivious to the moment. Jericho chuckled.
"Yes, it's strange what I've been able to see," she smiled, "When Frodo put the ring on, I saw him. I've seen the Wrights and..." she pulled out a small block from her pocket, "I've seen all of you with this."
"Ah yes, my gift has come to much use?" Tom asked.
"You gave that to her?" Frodo asked.
"What is it?" Sam wondered aloud.
"It's a seeing block. It allows one to see through it. I expected it would help her on her journey that lies ahead." Tom explained.
"Wow!" Pippin exclaimed, "Can I touch it?"
"Sure," Jericho agreed handing it to him. She smiled and closed her eyes. Merry watched the block in Pippin's hands.
"Look Merry elvish!" Pippin cried as he showed the block to him. Merry looked at the black engravings and then at Jericho.
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His face was in her full span of vision. It was a beautiful thing. She saw the face of the man she loved so much that she would die for him. She didn't know why she had thrown common sense to the wind, but she had. She knew that her heart would be broken, but it had many times before. Who knew, maybe Sandy really was out of the picture. Maybe Merry really could love her for her. Maybe things would work out all right. Besides, what did she have to lose?
Happy Chappy! Yay! Hey before I go I've got a great Chicago story to tell ya. Okay we were taking this horse drawn carrage ride through the city and we were passing a bunch of bars and pubs and such. Well I'm off in my own little world thinking about Dom or Clay or Josh Groban, but anywho my mom just yelled at me and said, "Mae look over there!" I looked and what do I see? Pippins Tavern. :D It was great! Okay luvs all!-DB:D
Disclaimer: If I owned it I wouldn't be here writing, I'd be published baby!
Chapter Eleven: Dreaming of Death
There was a field. It was small and very empty, save for an old stump and a fallen log. The wind kissed Merry's cheek as he stood in the clearing between the two objects. He looked at one, and then at another. Suddenly all was dark and there was no sight. Lightning flashed and he saw two women. But could not make out their faces. One was bloody and disfigured, the other very tall and appeared to be a big folk. It made no sense to him, and he felt utterly lost and hopeless.
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"Wake up!" Jericho screamed into Merry's face shaking him furiously. She had already looked around the Barrow with her block and seen their plight. She knew not how long they had been there, but it was likely to be morning now. She had looked down at Frodo's face. It was furrowed as if fighting with some beast. Sam's face was blank as hers was often when she was alone. Pippin had a look of deep sleep and of childlike simplicity. Jericho had gasped when she saw Merry's face. He looked dead.
She had seen death before. Jericho knew the look of death and it was upon Merry's face. Quickly she dropped the block and grasped his shoulders shaking him vigorously.
"Please wake up," she sobbed she felt her tears fall onto his face, as he remained lifeless.
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It began to rain gently. Just a few small drops landed on Merry's upturned face. He looked into the sky as if to see help. All he saw was a crying moon and a smiling sun. Even more confusing than the women in front of him. The tears that fell from the moon splashed on his face. The moon was calling to him. It said, 'Wake up! Please Wake up'
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She hugged his limp body to her chest. Not knowing if he could hear her heart beating wildly. She placed her ear to his heart and listened for a beat. Faintly she heard a murmur of a thump, but that was all.
"You can't die!" she yelled shaking him vigorously, "Do you hear me?? YOU- CAN'T-DIE!!!"
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Merry felt the world shake, as if great beast were lifting him up and down. He had no clue as to what was happening, but he just wanted to leave this field. He looked up at the sobbing moon and reached out to touch it. He felt it's cheek and it stopped crying and smiled.
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"Jericho?" asked Frodo groggily sitting up behind her.
"Frodo!" she yelped leaning over Pippin and Sam's bodies to touch him.
"I'm so glad you've woken!" she sobbed her hand landing on his shoulder.
"Why?" he asked quickly, "What has happened?"
"I think Merry's dead!" she moaned sobbing uncontrollably.
"He can't be!"
"He I-"her statement was cut off by a severed hand grasping her throat.
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The shaking stopped and Merry felt himself lift out of this dream world into a sleep that was beyond all others. He felt nothing, heard nothing, and thought nothing. It was a dark blackness, he later would think back and wonder if that was what death was like. He did not know of the battle in the real world outside his mind.
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Jericho was choking, and unable to breathe. The hand about her throat was squeezing tighter with every passing second. She grappled at it and tried to pry it free, but could not budge it. Frodo had begun to sing. She knew what he was doing, but would Tom arrive in time to help her, even worse would he be in time to save Merry? Suddenly a sword came out of the darkness and cut off the hand. Sadly it was only another Wright that had missed her throat.
It swung toward her and she scrambled away towards where she believed the wall of the barrow was. The white Wright followed not noticing the singing hobbit next to him.
Frodo's words rang in her ears and she began to sing too, as she scrambled away from furious attacks from the Wright.
"Hey Tom Bombadill, Tom Bombadillo!" she called just getting away from the Wright's attack, "By water, wood, and hill, by the reed and willow," she stopped and screamed as the Wright cut her shoulder. It was shallow but it stung sharply.
"By fire, sun, and moon, hearken now and hear us!!!" she screamed, "COME TOM BOMBADILL FOR OUR NEED IS NEAR USSSSS!!!!!!" There was a wind from the blade of the Wright as it passed her head only inches from its target.
There was a sudden loud crash and Frodo shrieked. The Wright disappeared his sword clashing to the ground.
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Merry awoke to the bright sunshine and a large hole in the ground. He looked over next to him to see a very pale Pippin and Sam. On his other side laid a very much awake and live Jericho. There were bloodstains on her shoulder and a patch made of moss that was also soaked in blood. He sat up to see Frodo and Tom starring down at him.
"I see you are awake," Tom stated. Pippin and Sam began to stir also. Merry turned to see Jericho sit up quickly.
"Merry?" she croaked her voice sounding as if she'd been screaming all morning.
"It is I," he answered placing a hand on her shoulder. She winced and he quickly withdrew his hand.
"You're alive," she sighed and he felt her arms around him as quickly as he felt her lips to his cheek.
"Yes I very much am!" he smiled liking the new change in Jericho after the night he had weathered.
"Merry, if you don't mind we would prefer that you change out of the Barrow clothing before you do anything else," Tom ordered his eyes dancing with mischief. Merry smiled at the old man and did as he was told and changed into his warmer clothes that were found with his pony when they returned before he awoke.
He came back to where Jericho was sitting. She was hugging her knees and curled up into a tight little ball. He softly spoke her name and she jumped.
"Sorry," he apologized.
"No, it's fine. I'm a little wary after the whole...ordeal," she answered.
"What ordeal?" he asked bewildered. Jericho turned towards him, he pale lifeless eyes brimming with tears.
"We were down in that Barrow, all of us," she began turning her face to the sky, "I awoke from the terrible Wright's spell and... and felt your faces. Frodo was very determined, Sam was very still, Pippin was almost sleeping, and you," she paused and took a deep breath, "You were as if you were dead."
"What?" he asked.
"You felt cold, and...I actually thought you may have died," he watched as the tears ran down her cheeks, "I tried shaking you, and yelling at you, I even pinched your ear, but you wouldn't wake up. I listened for your heart beat and it was faint and hard to hear." Jericho stopped and broke down in tears. Merry remembered the crying moon, the shaking ground; it was all as if his dream were connected to the Barrow.
"What she has not told you, I will," Tom interrupted. Merry looked to see that the others had been watching the whole time.
"Uh... okay," he answered. Tom cleared his throat.
"When Frodo awoke the young lass explained to him your plight but before they could do anything the Wrights attacked. A hand had grasped her throat and was trying to choke her and would have had it not been for the other Wright trying to sever her head. It promptly cut away the hand that had been choking her. At this time she began to help Frodo sing. Her shrieks and screams I heard from far away and knew I must have much haste. When I arrived she had been wounded on the shoulder and was about to be sliced in two."
Merry sat looking at Jericho who was quietly reliving the moment. He placed a hand on hers she did not pull away.
"You risked your life for us," Merry whispered. He watched as her tears began to slow. She wiped one side of her face with the back of her hand.
"Why wouldn't I, you're my friends," she answered.
"You could see the Wrights?" Pippin breathed oblivious to the moment. Jericho chuckled.
"Yes, it's strange what I've been able to see," she smiled, "When Frodo put the ring on, I saw him. I've seen the Wrights and..." she pulled out a small block from her pocket, "I've seen all of you with this."
"Ah yes, my gift has come to much use?" Tom asked.
"You gave that to her?" Frodo asked.
"What is it?" Sam wondered aloud.
"It's a seeing block. It allows one to see through it. I expected it would help her on her journey that lies ahead." Tom explained.
"Wow!" Pippin exclaimed, "Can I touch it?"
"Sure," Jericho agreed handing it to him. She smiled and closed her eyes. Merry watched the block in Pippin's hands.
"Look Merry elvish!" Pippin cried as he showed the block to him. Merry looked at the black engravings and then at Jericho.
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His face was in her full span of vision. It was a beautiful thing. She saw the face of the man she loved so much that she would die for him. She didn't know why she had thrown common sense to the wind, but she had. She knew that her heart would be broken, but it had many times before. Who knew, maybe Sandy really was out of the picture. Maybe Merry really could love her for her. Maybe things would work out all right. Besides, what did she have to lose?
Happy Chappy! Yay! Hey before I go I've got a great Chicago story to tell ya. Okay we were taking this horse drawn carrage ride through the city and we were passing a bunch of bars and pubs and such. Well I'm off in my own little world thinking about Dom or Clay or Josh Groban, but anywho my mom just yelled at me and said, "Mae look over there!" I looked and what do I see? Pippins Tavern. :D It was great! Okay luvs all!-DB:D