Disclaimer: I'm not Tolkien and I don't own anything by him, I'm just
expanding on his story.
The Shadow realm is a place where souls who do not have a body reside. They remain in this realm of shadows until they are called upon by their masters or some higher power. Meanwhile they wait, biding their time, reflecting on their former life and become shadows themselves. Shadows of who they once were.
The "Nine doomed to die" reside in this realm. Proud and mighty kings they were until their pride overtook them and they became Sauron's most terrible servants. Sauron was their Dark Lord, their master. They waited for his return, for him to call on them once again.
Sauron was not a shadow; a shadow is only one small part of his power. He remained in the dark watching and waiting for the One ring to resurface once more. In the dark Sauron bided his time and in the shadows the Nine waited. They knew their time would come.
In the Shire at Bilbo Baggins's eleventy first birthday party, Frodo's thirty third, the moment the ring slipped onto Bilbo's finger it sent a beacon that alerted Sauron and stirred the Nine.
The Ring...
A voice echoed in the Shadow realm. Sauron had felt the power of his ring resurface and the Nine grew restless waiting for their master's command.
*****
Well, that's what I have so far. I hope you like it and enjoy the perspective of the Riders thus far. In the next chapter more will be revealed...
Please Review!!!
The Shadow realm is a place where souls who do not have a body reside. They remain in this realm of shadows until they are called upon by their masters or some higher power. Meanwhile they wait, biding their time, reflecting on their former life and become shadows themselves. Shadows of who they once were.
The "Nine doomed to die" reside in this realm. Proud and mighty kings they were until their pride overtook them and they became Sauron's most terrible servants. Sauron was their Dark Lord, their master. They waited for his return, for him to call on them once again.
Sauron was not a shadow; a shadow is only one small part of his power. He remained in the dark watching and waiting for the One ring to resurface once more. In the dark Sauron bided his time and in the shadows the Nine waited. They knew their time would come.
In the Shire at Bilbo Baggins's eleventy first birthday party, Frodo's thirty third, the moment the ring slipped onto Bilbo's finger it sent a beacon that alerted Sauron and stirred the Nine.
The Ring...
A voice echoed in the Shadow realm. Sauron had felt the power of his ring resurface and the Nine grew restless waiting for their master's command.
*****
Well, that's what I have so far. I hope you like it and enjoy the perspective of the Riders thus far. In the next chapter more will be revealed...
Please Review!!!