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Can someone please explain what AU means? I see it everywhere, and I have no idea what it means.
A/N: Due to the fact that I have not seen Fellowship of the Ring and because I have writer's block and a lot of homework, I am going to mess with the plotline and some of the sequence of events. This is DELIBERATE!
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Chapter 13: The Ring Heads South
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When Calime returned to her room at Rivendell, she saw that someone had already been there. On the small table, her traveling clothes had been laid out, washed. The shirt, tunic, breeches and cloak were all there. There were also two arm guards, boots and socks, and all of her weapons. A sword, bow, quiver of arrows, a knife and two daggers lay in a row. A rolled blanket lay towards the edge of the table, and a water bag rested against it. The pack she had taken on her trip to Weathertop was there too, with the lembas and "light" still inside. She sighed and began to dress, leaving only the arm guards and cloak off. She wouldn't put those on until they left at dusk.
When everything was packed, she sat down on the bed and looked around. She would miss this room, and all of Rivendell. She had made friends with Arwen and several of the other elves. The journey ahead would be grueling, dangerous and long, with no assurance that she would live to tell the tale. Sighing, she stood again and headed out of the room. An early morning run through the beautiful lands of Rivendell would clear her head.
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That evening, just before dusk, Calime returned to her room for the last time. She slung her bow and quiver over her back and tucked the sword into her belt. The daggers went two sheathes on the quiver. She began to put the knife with the daggers, but on second thought tucked it into her boot. Couldn't hurt to have it there, just in case. Onward to my destiny, she thought.
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That evening, the Fellowship left on their mission. They traveled so long that the days began to run together with the nights, until it was just a blur of action and walking, light and dark. Calime's days were so dark, even darker than the nights; for her father had loved the day, and they had always had fun going riding and hiking, watching the clouds and listening to the birds calling back and forth. Now, though, the sun no longer seemed to shine, there were no more clouds, the birds calling seemed to rub her the wrong way. She couldn't eat, and she didn't sleep, instead opting to do gymnastics while keeping watch. It was easy not to be noticed by the others. Elves didn't eat or sleep much, and they were all preoccupied with the eminent danger of orcs, ring wraiths and their coming mission. She was fading into herself, and into the darkness, and it seemed that no one cared.
Not long after they had left Rivendell, they reached a rocky outcropping where they could stay the night. Boromir was teaching Pippin and Merry sword fighting, while Sam, Frodo and Aragorn looked on. Calime smiled slightly as Pippin and Merry tackled Boromir with cries of 'Get him, Merry! For the Shire.' Calime was glad that the hobbits were not too scared. They seemed to think it was a big adventure, all but Frodo. The weight of the Ring was taking its toll on him, that much was obvious, and it would get worse long before it would get better.
Calime couldn't take the cheerful bantering any longer, so she moved to a higher part of the rock. She sank easily into splits and leaned forward so that her stomach touched the ground. She groaned a bit at the pain; she hadn't stretched properly in days. Gimli was talking to Gandalf below her, and Legolas hopped up onto a rock, staring into the distance.
"What is that?" Sam asked, following Legolas' gaze. The others turned to see.
"It's nothing. Just a wisp of cloud," Gimli said.
"It's moving fast, against the wind," Boromir objected.
"Crebain from Dunland!" Legolas exclaimed.
"HIDE!!" Aragorn commanded. Sam threw water on the fire, and the others grabbed their belongings. Calime thought quickly, rolling over her head, and landed on her feet under the rock. Crouching low, she grabbed her weapons and pack and somersaulted under the nearest bush, hitting Legolas in the process. He grabbed her arm and pulled her next to him, out of the sight of the crow-like creatures flying over the camp. As they passed, Gandalf spoke.
"Spies of Saruman. The passage south is being watched. We must take the pass of Caradhras."
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The Fellowship now turned its course, taking a snowy path through the pass of Caradhras. Calime knew this part of the journey was futile, an added danger, but her opinion meant nothing to the others; that much she was sure of. She was here from her own foolish recklessness.
As they traveled up yet another mountain, Calime walked with Legolas, stepping lightly over the snow. Behind them was a commotion, and they turned to see Boromir pick up the ring on its silver chain. Calime couldn't hear, from the distance and the wind, but she was pretty sure that the ring had transfixed him. Aragorn spoke sharply, and Frodo grabbed the ring. Legolas breathed a sigh of relief next to Calime. For some reason, that annoyed her. Everything he did, everything anyone did annoyed her now. She turned and continued walking up the steep incline.
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A few days later, they were trudging up yet another mountain. Boromir and Aragorn each held to two hobbits, preventing them from being blown right off the mountain. Over the force of the wind, she heard someone yelling in a tongue she didn't recognize. Then Gandalf was yelling as well, and more snow blew around her.
"Saruman is trying to bring the mountain down on us!" Gandalf yelled over the wind. There was more yelling and foreign phrases, and Calime was buried under a pile of snow. She flailed helplessly for a moment before a hand grasped her arm and pulled her above the surface.
"We cannot continue this way, Gandalf! We will certainly be killed!" Aragorn called over the howling wind.
"We can go through the mines of Moria! My cousin Balin will give us a royal welcome befit a king!" Gimli offered.
"I would not go through the mines unless I had no other choice. Well, we will be killed if we stay on this mountain. Let the ring bearer decide."
"We will go through the mines!" Frodo decided after a moment of hesitation. Calime groaned. She would rather stay on this mountain forever than go through the death riddled tombs of Moria.
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"Speak friend and enter. Well, it is simple. If you are a friend, you speak the password and you can enter the mines. But what is the password?" Gandalf appeared to be talking more to himself than any of us.
"Perhaps it is a riddle. What is the Elvish word for friend?" Frodo said.
"Mellon!" Gandalf exclaimed. The huge stone doors creaked open and a long tunnel could be seen. Gandalf set out first, with the rest of the Fellowship following hesitantly. Calime grabbed Pippin's arm as he passed her into the gate.
"Little Pippin. Can you promise me something?" she asked. When he nodded, she continued. "Before you touch ANYTHING, I want you to think very carefully about what could happen, okay?"
He nodded again, although he looked confused, and scared. Then he hurried after the other hobbits, as though he was afraid of her. 'Great,' she thought. 'I scared a hobbit, of all creatures. I must be evil.'
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A/N: It took me three weeks to write this one, as strange as that sounds, so please be nice and REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!
Legolas's Bride: Thank you for your review and your prayers! That means so much to me! Please keep reading!
Lil Eimeim: You are so awesome, you know that? I'm sorry about your father. It sucks, doesn't it? Thanks for your reviews! Keep reading and reviewing!
Feanen: Thanks, as usual. Keep reading!
Can someone please explain what AU means? I see it everywhere, and I have no idea what it means.
A/N: Due to the fact that I have not seen Fellowship of the Ring and because I have writer's block and a lot of homework, I am going to mess with the plotline and some of the sequence of events. This is DELIBERATE!
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Chapter 13: The Ring Heads South
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When Calime returned to her room at Rivendell, she saw that someone had already been there. On the small table, her traveling clothes had been laid out, washed. The shirt, tunic, breeches and cloak were all there. There were also two arm guards, boots and socks, and all of her weapons. A sword, bow, quiver of arrows, a knife and two daggers lay in a row. A rolled blanket lay towards the edge of the table, and a water bag rested against it. The pack she had taken on her trip to Weathertop was there too, with the lembas and "light" still inside. She sighed and began to dress, leaving only the arm guards and cloak off. She wouldn't put those on until they left at dusk.
When everything was packed, she sat down on the bed and looked around. She would miss this room, and all of Rivendell. She had made friends with Arwen and several of the other elves. The journey ahead would be grueling, dangerous and long, with no assurance that she would live to tell the tale. Sighing, she stood again and headed out of the room. An early morning run through the beautiful lands of Rivendell would clear her head.
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That evening, just before dusk, Calime returned to her room for the last time. She slung her bow and quiver over her back and tucked the sword into her belt. The daggers went two sheathes on the quiver. She began to put the knife with the daggers, but on second thought tucked it into her boot. Couldn't hurt to have it there, just in case. Onward to my destiny, she thought.
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That evening, the Fellowship left on their mission. They traveled so long that the days began to run together with the nights, until it was just a blur of action and walking, light and dark. Calime's days were so dark, even darker than the nights; for her father had loved the day, and they had always had fun going riding and hiking, watching the clouds and listening to the birds calling back and forth. Now, though, the sun no longer seemed to shine, there were no more clouds, the birds calling seemed to rub her the wrong way. She couldn't eat, and she didn't sleep, instead opting to do gymnastics while keeping watch. It was easy not to be noticed by the others. Elves didn't eat or sleep much, and they were all preoccupied with the eminent danger of orcs, ring wraiths and their coming mission. She was fading into herself, and into the darkness, and it seemed that no one cared.
Not long after they had left Rivendell, they reached a rocky outcropping where they could stay the night. Boromir was teaching Pippin and Merry sword fighting, while Sam, Frodo and Aragorn looked on. Calime smiled slightly as Pippin and Merry tackled Boromir with cries of 'Get him, Merry! For the Shire.' Calime was glad that the hobbits were not too scared. They seemed to think it was a big adventure, all but Frodo. The weight of the Ring was taking its toll on him, that much was obvious, and it would get worse long before it would get better.
Calime couldn't take the cheerful bantering any longer, so she moved to a higher part of the rock. She sank easily into splits and leaned forward so that her stomach touched the ground. She groaned a bit at the pain; she hadn't stretched properly in days. Gimli was talking to Gandalf below her, and Legolas hopped up onto a rock, staring into the distance.
"What is that?" Sam asked, following Legolas' gaze. The others turned to see.
"It's nothing. Just a wisp of cloud," Gimli said.
"It's moving fast, against the wind," Boromir objected.
"Crebain from Dunland!" Legolas exclaimed.
"HIDE!!" Aragorn commanded. Sam threw water on the fire, and the others grabbed their belongings. Calime thought quickly, rolling over her head, and landed on her feet under the rock. Crouching low, she grabbed her weapons and pack and somersaulted under the nearest bush, hitting Legolas in the process. He grabbed her arm and pulled her next to him, out of the sight of the crow-like creatures flying over the camp. As they passed, Gandalf spoke.
"Spies of Saruman. The passage south is being watched. We must take the pass of Caradhras."
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The Fellowship now turned its course, taking a snowy path through the pass of Caradhras. Calime knew this part of the journey was futile, an added danger, but her opinion meant nothing to the others; that much she was sure of. She was here from her own foolish recklessness.
As they traveled up yet another mountain, Calime walked with Legolas, stepping lightly over the snow. Behind them was a commotion, and they turned to see Boromir pick up the ring on its silver chain. Calime couldn't hear, from the distance and the wind, but she was pretty sure that the ring had transfixed him. Aragorn spoke sharply, and Frodo grabbed the ring. Legolas breathed a sigh of relief next to Calime. For some reason, that annoyed her. Everything he did, everything anyone did annoyed her now. She turned and continued walking up the steep incline.
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A few days later, they were trudging up yet another mountain. Boromir and Aragorn each held to two hobbits, preventing them from being blown right off the mountain. Over the force of the wind, she heard someone yelling in a tongue she didn't recognize. Then Gandalf was yelling as well, and more snow blew around her.
"Saruman is trying to bring the mountain down on us!" Gandalf yelled over the wind. There was more yelling and foreign phrases, and Calime was buried under a pile of snow. She flailed helplessly for a moment before a hand grasped her arm and pulled her above the surface.
"We cannot continue this way, Gandalf! We will certainly be killed!" Aragorn called over the howling wind.
"We can go through the mines of Moria! My cousin Balin will give us a royal welcome befit a king!" Gimli offered.
"I would not go through the mines unless I had no other choice. Well, we will be killed if we stay on this mountain. Let the ring bearer decide."
"We will go through the mines!" Frodo decided after a moment of hesitation. Calime groaned. She would rather stay on this mountain forever than go through the death riddled tombs of Moria.
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"Speak friend and enter. Well, it is simple. If you are a friend, you speak the password and you can enter the mines. But what is the password?" Gandalf appeared to be talking more to himself than any of us.
"Perhaps it is a riddle. What is the Elvish word for friend?" Frodo said.
"Mellon!" Gandalf exclaimed. The huge stone doors creaked open and a long tunnel could be seen. Gandalf set out first, with the rest of the Fellowship following hesitantly. Calime grabbed Pippin's arm as he passed her into the gate.
"Little Pippin. Can you promise me something?" she asked. When he nodded, she continued. "Before you touch ANYTHING, I want you to think very carefully about what could happen, okay?"
He nodded again, although he looked confused, and scared. Then he hurried after the other hobbits, as though he was afraid of her. 'Great,' she thought. 'I scared a hobbit, of all creatures. I must be evil.'
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A/N: It took me three weeks to write this one, as strange as that sounds, so please be nice and REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!
Legolas's Bride: Thank you for your review and your prayers! That means so much to me! Please keep reading!
Lil Eimeim: You are so awesome, you know that? I'm sorry about your father. It sucks, doesn't it? Thanks for your reviews! Keep reading and reviewing!
Feanen: Thanks, as usual. Keep reading!