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Chapter 2
A thin line of smoke was their only beacon as the search party combed the dense forest. The stench of burnt flesh added itself to the stink of smoke as the village came into view. A collective gasp rose from the group at the absolute destruction before them. No home had been left untouched by flame or ax. All livestock had been either butchered or left to burn. And the bodies........
Corpses of children and adults alike were strewn upon the ground. Ghastly wounds gaped open to eager flies, and the stench of decay was overpowering.
"A! Ulmo a Manwë," one of the party prayed in a hushed voice as the group moved forward to find survivors.
Aside from this short prayer, there was only silence from the party, their footfalls quiet and their breathing subdued. A sense of despair pervaded thier hope as each body proved lifeless, and human. Though the first of the Eldar to travel to the Grey Havens had left years and years ago, the group for which they searched had left only recently, in the midst of very grave danger. Upon passing through this village, a band of marauders, servants of Sauron, had attacked. Had a message not gotten through to Rivendell, their deaths would ahve gone unnoticed. But a message had gotten through, but, it seemed, too late.
A cry of discovery resounded in the tomblike quiet and soon the party had formed a circle around that which had been found.
An Elleth, beautiful, through sickly pale and badly abused. Her discoverer stopped his inspection of the woman and addressed his comrades.
"She lives, but she will not live long if we do not aid her."
"I see no wounds," another said, confusion evident in his voice.
In grave silence, the first, Angion, pulled back the cloak he had draped over the fallen elleth.
The ghastly slashes across her abdomen had shredded the gossamer material of her dress which now hung off her body, wet with blood.
"She will survive," Angion's companion, Brilfin, said, though obviously disturbed.
"It is worse, much worse," Angion sighed, tears forming to pool in his eyes. "She was......violated."
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This rape will not be described, but it is important to the story. Please take note of the POV change from first to third person. That is also important.
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