Hey everyone! Thanks for all the reviews, I feel so loved (hehe j/k). But
seriously, all your support means a lot to me. Sorry about the long wait,
I was on vacation and didn't have access to the computer. So as a special
treat, 2 new chapters! Yeah! Enjoy.
Disclaimer: don't own LotR or Orlando Bloom, but Sabriel is mine.
**Just a Note: Not all the dialogue is taken from the movie OR the book, they are my sort of paraphrasing, twisted a bit to fit my plot. Sorry if you're offended.
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"Friends and allies, we have been assembled to this council meeting to discuss the threat on Middle Earth." Lord Elrond wasted no time and got straight to the point. "We all know that magic rings were forged and given to the different races. However, the evil lord Sauron forged one evil ring to rule them all. This one ring has been found and brought here to Rivendell. It is up to you, members of the council, to decide what to do with it." Turning to Frodo, the elf lord addressed the hobbit gently, "Bring it forth, Ringbearer."
The little hobbit looked first to Gandalf. Only when the wizard nodded encouragingly did Frodo walk slowly to set the ring on the stone pedestal before Elrond. The members of the council all gasped as the ring landed with a heavy metal sound. Instantly, the men started to talk quietly among themselves, speculating about the evil tool.
Legolas felt the powerful tug of the ring even from his seat far away. With his heightened elvish senses, he could feel an overwhelming energy arise in him. He was filled with the need to touch the ring, possess it, wield it. The feelings washed over him quickly, leaving no time for him to brace himself. The overwhelming rush brought with it a deep fear - fear of the ring's power, and fear of himself. Usually being a self-controlled and confident elf, the loss of will struck fear in Legolas's heart. He raised troubled blue eyes to meet Sabriel's. Her eyes were also shadowed with fear and dread. Both elves knew beyond a doubt that the ring had to be destroyed . before it could destroy them all.
A hush fell over the crowd as the man Boromir leapt up in a burst of inspiration. His eyes glittered dangerously with emotions of greed and power, making Legolas uneasy. The elf kept a ready hand on his bow, as did Sabriel with the dagger at her waist. However, Aragorn sat forward in his chair with curiosity, wondering what the son of the Steward of Gondor had to say.
"Why destroy the ring when it has the potential of such great power? Let Gondor use it to fight against Mordor. Such a tool can be used to defend Middle Earth and destroy the Shadow once and for all. Long has my people suffered in holding the dark forces at bay, but this ring can end the pain and loss. For all of our peoples."
Concerned by Boromir's attraction to the ring, Legolas was about to object when Aragorn spoke up. "This ring cannot be used by any of us here. It was created by Sauron and obeys only him. If you or anyone else tried to use it, the ring would corrupt you, and turn even the noblest intentions into a nightmare of evil."
"And what would a Ranger know of this matter?" retorted Boromir.
Enraged, Legolas sprung up from his chair. "This is no mere Ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn, and heir to the throne of Gondor. You owe him your allegiance." Aragorn sighed deeply as Boromir turned a surprised and hateful glare on him.
In a resigned voice, Aragorn said in elvish, "Sit down, Legolas." The still angry elf reluctantly sat back down.
Boromir also returned to his seat, but not without a parting remark. "Gondor has no king. Gondor needs no king."
Observing the hostilities with a wise eye, Lord Elrond spoke up in the tense silence that followed the verbal sparring. "Aragorn is right, the ring cannot be used. It also cannot stay here in Rivendell. It must be destroyed."
"Then what are we waiting for?" cried Gimli the dwarf as he grabbed his battle ax and rushed to the podium. Before Elrond could cry out a warning, the stout warrior had raised the ax and brought it down with a powerful stroke. The ax's stone head shattered upon impact, but left the ring miraculously unscathed. While the members absorbed this new complication, only Gandalf and Sabriel noticed Frodo wince in pain.
"The ring cannot be unmade by any means we have here," continued Lord Elrond. "It must be taken into Mordor and cast back into the fire from whence it came. One of you must do this." Once again, a hush fell over the assembled representatives.
Boromir was again the first to speak up. "One does not simply walk into Mordor. There is evil there that does not sleep. Such a mission would be doomed before it even started."
Confused by the man's inability to comprehend the situation, Legolas demanded from his seat, "Have you heard nothing Lord Elrond has said? The ring must be destroyed!"
Not to be outdone, Gimli leapt up angrily. "And I suppose you think you're the one to do it? I will die before I see the ring in the hands of an elf!" Before Lord Elrond could stop the growing conflict, all the members of the council were on their feet and arguing loudly. Only Frodo, Aragorn, Sabriel, and Lord Elrond remained seated.
Sabriel watched Frodo closely, watching with understanding as he struggled with his emotions. It was no surprise to her when he finally stood up and shouted, "I will do it! I will take the ring to Mordor!" The crowd quieted as they all turned to look at the little hobbit. He added softly, "Although I do not know the way."
Disclaimer: don't own LotR or Orlando Bloom, but Sabriel is mine.
**Just a Note: Not all the dialogue is taken from the movie OR the book, they are my sort of paraphrasing, twisted a bit to fit my plot. Sorry if you're offended.
**************************************************************************** **
"Friends and allies, we have been assembled to this council meeting to discuss the threat on Middle Earth." Lord Elrond wasted no time and got straight to the point. "We all know that magic rings were forged and given to the different races. However, the evil lord Sauron forged one evil ring to rule them all. This one ring has been found and brought here to Rivendell. It is up to you, members of the council, to decide what to do with it." Turning to Frodo, the elf lord addressed the hobbit gently, "Bring it forth, Ringbearer."
The little hobbit looked first to Gandalf. Only when the wizard nodded encouragingly did Frodo walk slowly to set the ring on the stone pedestal before Elrond. The members of the council all gasped as the ring landed with a heavy metal sound. Instantly, the men started to talk quietly among themselves, speculating about the evil tool.
Legolas felt the powerful tug of the ring even from his seat far away. With his heightened elvish senses, he could feel an overwhelming energy arise in him. He was filled with the need to touch the ring, possess it, wield it. The feelings washed over him quickly, leaving no time for him to brace himself. The overwhelming rush brought with it a deep fear - fear of the ring's power, and fear of himself. Usually being a self-controlled and confident elf, the loss of will struck fear in Legolas's heart. He raised troubled blue eyes to meet Sabriel's. Her eyes were also shadowed with fear and dread. Both elves knew beyond a doubt that the ring had to be destroyed . before it could destroy them all.
A hush fell over the crowd as the man Boromir leapt up in a burst of inspiration. His eyes glittered dangerously with emotions of greed and power, making Legolas uneasy. The elf kept a ready hand on his bow, as did Sabriel with the dagger at her waist. However, Aragorn sat forward in his chair with curiosity, wondering what the son of the Steward of Gondor had to say.
"Why destroy the ring when it has the potential of such great power? Let Gondor use it to fight against Mordor. Such a tool can be used to defend Middle Earth and destroy the Shadow once and for all. Long has my people suffered in holding the dark forces at bay, but this ring can end the pain and loss. For all of our peoples."
Concerned by Boromir's attraction to the ring, Legolas was about to object when Aragorn spoke up. "This ring cannot be used by any of us here. It was created by Sauron and obeys only him. If you or anyone else tried to use it, the ring would corrupt you, and turn even the noblest intentions into a nightmare of evil."
"And what would a Ranger know of this matter?" retorted Boromir.
Enraged, Legolas sprung up from his chair. "This is no mere Ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn, and heir to the throne of Gondor. You owe him your allegiance." Aragorn sighed deeply as Boromir turned a surprised and hateful glare on him.
In a resigned voice, Aragorn said in elvish, "Sit down, Legolas." The still angry elf reluctantly sat back down.
Boromir also returned to his seat, but not without a parting remark. "Gondor has no king. Gondor needs no king."
Observing the hostilities with a wise eye, Lord Elrond spoke up in the tense silence that followed the verbal sparring. "Aragorn is right, the ring cannot be used. It also cannot stay here in Rivendell. It must be destroyed."
"Then what are we waiting for?" cried Gimli the dwarf as he grabbed his battle ax and rushed to the podium. Before Elrond could cry out a warning, the stout warrior had raised the ax and brought it down with a powerful stroke. The ax's stone head shattered upon impact, but left the ring miraculously unscathed. While the members absorbed this new complication, only Gandalf and Sabriel noticed Frodo wince in pain.
"The ring cannot be unmade by any means we have here," continued Lord Elrond. "It must be taken into Mordor and cast back into the fire from whence it came. One of you must do this." Once again, a hush fell over the assembled representatives.
Boromir was again the first to speak up. "One does not simply walk into Mordor. There is evil there that does not sleep. Such a mission would be doomed before it even started."
Confused by the man's inability to comprehend the situation, Legolas demanded from his seat, "Have you heard nothing Lord Elrond has said? The ring must be destroyed!"
Not to be outdone, Gimli leapt up angrily. "And I suppose you think you're the one to do it? I will die before I see the ring in the hands of an elf!" Before Lord Elrond could stop the growing conflict, all the members of the council were on their feet and arguing loudly. Only Frodo, Aragorn, Sabriel, and Lord Elrond remained seated.
Sabriel watched Frodo closely, watching with understanding as he struggled with his emotions. It was no surprise to her when he finally stood up and shouted, "I will do it! I will take the ring to Mordor!" The crowd quieted as they all turned to look at the little hobbit. He added softly, "Although I do not know the way."