Woo hoo!!!!! I finally updated...about time right??? ^_~ I've started a Yahoo group for Lord of the Rings...just a lot of pics right now...but I'm posting this one and "The Ring of Stars" there as well. So if ya wanna check it out, the link's on my bio page. I know you're all anxious to see what happens next so I'll shut up now...:p
Rhovanion's Child by Shelly
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
The sheltering darkness of night soon gave way to the light of morning, which meant that the Fellowship would be leaving the beauty of Lorien to travel down the Anduin on their way towards Mordor. Little was said as each had their own thoughts about what would happen after that. Boromir still believed that they should go to Minas Tirith, that there the ring would be safe until a sizeable army could be summoned to accompany Frodo on his quest. Aragorn was against the very idea of even bringing the ring that close towards a place where it would easily be able to find its way into human hands. In the end, Celeborn decreed that Minas Tirith was not where they should go, and that they should approach Mordor from the north instead.
Rhiannon packed her things with a feeling of dread upon her, unable to think of nothing else except what she had seen in Galadriel's mirror the night before. Boromir noticed her silence but thought it from sadness that she had to leave the elven land. The boats were soon loaded up with provisions that would see them through the journey, and the elves came to say their goodbyes to them. Celeborn spoke briefly with Aragorn, and Galadriel said nothing to Rhiannon, although one look often said a thousand words.
Haldir stood by watching them with a silent gaze, a gaze which became troubled whenever she approached him. She looked into his eyes, her own filled with sorrow that she was forced to leave once more. She owed him so much...so much that she would never be able to repay it for as long as she lived. Tears lurked behind her eyes, and before they could fall, she embraced him warmly.
"I wish that you had decided to stay here, Elenariel," he spoke softly to her. "The path you choose to take will be most dangerous."
She drew back from him. "And I take it willingly, my friend," she insisted. "I cannot be parted from him again."
He nodded his head once, his eyes full of sorrow. "Then I wish you a safe journey."
A single tear fell from the corner of her eye. She had become so close to him during her recovery, and now it pained her heart to have to say goodbye...especially knowing that she may not see him again if they happened to fail in their quest. "I thank you, my friend," she replied, then walked away before she completely lost her composure.
But her humor was somewhat restored when she came back to the boats to find that Boromir was having trouble with two hobbits that wanted to travel with him in one of the boats. He, on the other hand, wanted her to be with him, although he knew that both of them couldn't stand to be parted from the other since they both liked him so much. She couldn't imagine what he had done to have both of them fighting over him, but it was amusing all the same to see his woebegone expression. In the end she decided to side with Merry and Pippin, much to Boromir's dismay and to the hobbits happiness. But she reassured him that they wouldn't be too far from one another and that they still had the nights to spend together whenever they stopped to rest.
So it was that she rode with Legolas and Gimli, and Legolas was always good company. Their journey down the Anduin at times was filled with wonder and beauty, and at others were filled with danger. Gollum was discovered to be following them, although he kept his distance from them, preferring to hide in the shadows instead. They arrived at Parth Galen in the evening and there made their camp to catch their rest for they knew that upon the light of dawn they would start their journey across land.
The night passed quickly and morning found them all pitching camp after eating a quick breakfast. It was during this time that Sam noticed that Frodo was gone...and after a quick look around it was discovered that so was Boromir.
A sudden chill raced down her back as she heard Galadriel's words echoing in her mind, and she knew that she had to do what she could to keep him from taking possession of the ring. Without thinking, she took off into the forest, wrestling on her sword belt as she ran and hoping that she found them before any harm came to Frodo. She heard Aragorn's voice calling to her, but she ignored him, instead concentrating on putting one foot in front of the other and dodging various tree branches that tried to trip her up.
It wasn't long before she heard Boromir's voice, and she came to a sudden stop when she looked upon a sight straight from her nightmares. He had Frodo down on the ground, and it appeared that he was attempting to make a grab for Frodo's ring, but the hobbit wasn't about to give it up so easily. All she knew was that she had to stop it before it went any further, and she ran up to him to try and pull him off of the hobbit, all the while telling him to let Frodo go.
But in Boromir's madness, he had no idea of knowing who it was that was attacking him. All he could think was that the ring belonged to him, and nothing or no one was going to keep him from it any longer. So he swung around and elbowed the person, which succeeded in throwing them off of him.
She sank to the ground, her breath gone since he had caught her in the stomach, and she coughed to try and regain some of it back. It was at that point that she saw Frodo vanish and that Boromir tried going after him, and she struggled to her feet to literally jump onto his back to pin him down. But he was stronger than her and soon flipped her onto her back, straddling her waist with his hands around her throat.
Her vision began to grown dim as his hold around her was tight, but at that moment he seemed to come back to himself...and suddenly realized with growing horror at what he was doing to his beloved. He loosened his grip upon her and she scrambled from underneath him, her eyes wide with fear at the fact that he had almost killed her.
Gathering her feet up under her, she ran off into the forest, not even thinking of where she was going...just that she needed to get away. She heard him calling her name, but she kept on running until she was out of breath and had to stop to lean against a tree. Her leg that had been injured was beginning to hurt as well, and she had to wonder if she didn't overdo it.
How long she stood there she didn't know, but all of a sudden she heard the clash of swords that meant that there was a battle nearby, and that meant that whoever it was might need her help. Running towards the sound, she didn't have far to go before she saw Boromir fighting a swarm of uruk-hai, creatures she had never seen before but assumed that these were what Saruman had been breeding underneath Isengard.
She joined in the fighting, seeing Merry and Pippin fighting nearby in the only fashion they knew how to do. One after another they came and still she fought, and soon she heard Boromir blow a mighty blast upon the horn at his side, calling for aid from those that would come. Taking a moment to find his location, she saw him fighting not far away and ran over to help him...but barely got there in time to save him from the arrow that pierced his shoulder. Not thinking, she ran over to him, looking back to see an uruk-hai moments before feeling something slam into her left shoulder that sent her sprawling across Boromir.
Dimly she saw more uruk-hai that tried to surround them, and she rose to her feet to try and protect him with a strength born from her love for him. Thankfully the arrow had not pierced her sword arm, which still left her able to fight. But then she felt another arrow slam into her injured leg, and this time she cried out in pain as she sank to her knees, unable to stand any longer.
Risking a glance behind her, she saw Boromir rising from the ground, perhaps seeing that she was in danger. When she looked back around she saw the point of an arrow aimed straight for her, and it was then that she knew that she was going to die.
Apparently Boromir had other ideas. Spotting her dagger, he grabbed it from her side and hurled it at the uruk, watching in satisfaction as it buried itself deep into his neck. The uruk fell to the ground with a loud thud, and Boromir immediately caught Rhiannon when she started to fall to the ground, looking in dismay at the two arrows that pierced her shoulder and leg. Tears fell from his eyes as he didn't want to lose her, especially not after what he had done to her...he didn't want her to die knowing that he had tried to kill her.
He barely heard Aragorn's voice in the background as he took up the fight around them. All that mattered was that she stay alive long enough for him to tell her all the things he needed to say to her...but he feared his time was running short judging from how limp she was becoming in his arms. "Rhiannon, please," he begged of her. "You have to hold on...I can't lose you...not like this."
Through the hazy darkness that threatened to take hold of her, she barely heard his voice, but that was enough to tell her that he would still live to fight another day. She tried to fight her way back to him, but eventually surrendered to the blackness that overtook her.
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I never said that Rhiannon wouldn't die now did I??? Am I mean or what???
Thanks for reading!!!!
Rhovanion's Child by Shelly
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
The sheltering darkness of night soon gave way to the light of morning, which meant that the Fellowship would be leaving the beauty of Lorien to travel down the Anduin on their way towards Mordor. Little was said as each had their own thoughts about what would happen after that. Boromir still believed that they should go to Minas Tirith, that there the ring would be safe until a sizeable army could be summoned to accompany Frodo on his quest. Aragorn was against the very idea of even bringing the ring that close towards a place where it would easily be able to find its way into human hands. In the end, Celeborn decreed that Minas Tirith was not where they should go, and that they should approach Mordor from the north instead.
Rhiannon packed her things with a feeling of dread upon her, unable to think of nothing else except what she had seen in Galadriel's mirror the night before. Boromir noticed her silence but thought it from sadness that she had to leave the elven land. The boats were soon loaded up with provisions that would see them through the journey, and the elves came to say their goodbyes to them. Celeborn spoke briefly with Aragorn, and Galadriel said nothing to Rhiannon, although one look often said a thousand words.
Haldir stood by watching them with a silent gaze, a gaze which became troubled whenever she approached him. She looked into his eyes, her own filled with sorrow that she was forced to leave once more. She owed him so much...so much that she would never be able to repay it for as long as she lived. Tears lurked behind her eyes, and before they could fall, she embraced him warmly.
"I wish that you had decided to stay here, Elenariel," he spoke softly to her. "The path you choose to take will be most dangerous."
She drew back from him. "And I take it willingly, my friend," she insisted. "I cannot be parted from him again."
He nodded his head once, his eyes full of sorrow. "Then I wish you a safe journey."
A single tear fell from the corner of her eye. She had become so close to him during her recovery, and now it pained her heart to have to say goodbye...especially knowing that she may not see him again if they happened to fail in their quest. "I thank you, my friend," she replied, then walked away before she completely lost her composure.
But her humor was somewhat restored when she came back to the boats to find that Boromir was having trouble with two hobbits that wanted to travel with him in one of the boats. He, on the other hand, wanted her to be with him, although he knew that both of them couldn't stand to be parted from the other since they both liked him so much. She couldn't imagine what he had done to have both of them fighting over him, but it was amusing all the same to see his woebegone expression. In the end she decided to side with Merry and Pippin, much to Boromir's dismay and to the hobbits happiness. But she reassured him that they wouldn't be too far from one another and that they still had the nights to spend together whenever they stopped to rest.
So it was that she rode with Legolas and Gimli, and Legolas was always good company. Their journey down the Anduin at times was filled with wonder and beauty, and at others were filled with danger. Gollum was discovered to be following them, although he kept his distance from them, preferring to hide in the shadows instead. They arrived at Parth Galen in the evening and there made their camp to catch their rest for they knew that upon the light of dawn they would start their journey across land.
The night passed quickly and morning found them all pitching camp after eating a quick breakfast. It was during this time that Sam noticed that Frodo was gone...and after a quick look around it was discovered that so was Boromir.
A sudden chill raced down her back as she heard Galadriel's words echoing in her mind, and she knew that she had to do what she could to keep him from taking possession of the ring. Without thinking, she took off into the forest, wrestling on her sword belt as she ran and hoping that she found them before any harm came to Frodo. She heard Aragorn's voice calling to her, but she ignored him, instead concentrating on putting one foot in front of the other and dodging various tree branches that tried to trip her up.
It wasn't long before she heard Boromir's voice, and she came to a sudden stop when she looked upon a sight straight from her nightmares. He had Frodo down on the ground, and it appeared that he was attempting to make a grab for Frodo's ring, but the hobbit wasn't about to give it up so easily. All she knew was that she had to stop it before it went any further, and she ran up to him to try and pull him off of the hobbit, all the while telling him to let Frodo go.
But in Boromir's madness, he had no idea of knowing who it was that was attacking him. All he could think was that the ring belonged to him, and nothing or no one was going to keep him from it any longer. So he swung around and elbowed the person, which succeeded in throwing them off of him.
She sank to the ground, her breath gone since he had caught her in the stomach, and she coughed to try and regain some of it back. It was at that point that she saw Frodo vanish and that Boromir tried going after him, and she struggled to her feet to literally jump onto his back to pin him down. But he was stronger than her and soon flipped her onto her back, straddling her waist with his hands around her throat.
Her vision began to grown dim as his hold around her was tight, but at that moment he seemed to come back to himself...and suddenly realized with growing horror at what he was doing to his beloved. He loosened his grip upon her and she scrambled from underneath him, her eyes wide with fear at the fact that he had almost killed her.
Gathering her feet up under her, she ran off into the forest, not even thinking of where she was going...just that she needed to get away. She heard him calling her name, but she kept on running until she was out of breath and had to stop to lean against a tree. Her leg that had been injured was beginning to hurt as well, and she had to wonder if she didn't overdo it.
How long she stood there she didn't know, but all of a sudden she heard the clash of swords that meant that there was a battle nearby, and that meant that whoever it was might need her help. Running towards the sound, she didn't have far to go before she saw Boromir fighting a swarm of uruk-hai, creatures she had never seen before but assumed that these were what Saruman had been breeding underneath Isengard.
She joined in the fighting, seeing Merry and Pippin fighting nearby in the only fashion they knew how to do. One after another they came and still she fought, and soon she heard Boromir blow a mighty blast upon the horn at his side, calling for aid from those that would come. Taking a moment to find his location, she saw him fighting not far away and ran over to help him...but barely got there in time to save him from the arrow that pierced his shoulder. Not thinking, she ran over to him, looking back to see an uruk-hai moments before feeling something slam into her left shoulder that sent her sprawling across Boromir.
Dimly she saw more uruk-hai that tried to surround them, and she rose to her feet to try and protect him with a strength born from her love for him. Thankfully the arrow had not pierced her sword arm, which still left her able to fight. But then she felt another arrow slam into her injured leg, and this time she cried out in pain as she sank to her knees, unable to stand any longer.
Risking a glance behind her, she saw Boromir rising from the ground, perhaps seeing that she was in danger. When she looked back around she saw the point of an arrow aimed straight for her, and it was then that she knew that she was going to die.
Apparently Boromir had other ideas. Spotting her dagger, he grabbed it from her side and hurled it at the uruk, watching in satisfaction as it buried itself deep into his neck. The uruk fell to the ground with a loud thud, and Boromir immediately caught Rhiannon when she started to fall to the ground, looking in dismay at the two arrows that pierced her shoulder and leg. Tears fell from his eyes as he didn't want to lose her, especially not after what he had done to her...he didn't want her to die knowing that he had tried to kill her.
He barely heard Aragorn's voice in the background as he took up the fight around them. All that mattered was that she stay alive long enough for him to tell her all the things he needed to say to her...but he feared his time was running short judging from how limp she was becoming in his arms. "Rhiannon, please," he begged of her. "You have to hold on...I can't lose you...not like this."
Through the hazy darkness that threatened to take hold of her, she barely heard his voice, but that was enough to tell her that he would still live to fight another day. She tried to fight her way back to him, but eventually surrendered to the blackness that overtook her.
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I never said that Rhiannon wouldn't die now did I??? Am I mean or what???
Thanks for reading!!!!