Suddenly, thump, thump, thump. Gandalf had lit the crystal on his staff again.
"Now we have but one choice. We must face the darkness of Moria," he said, walking towards the steps.
'Can I crow with happiness now?' Kendra thought, her face showing her great displeasure.
Who knows how long they had been walking. Nothing really seemed to change about this place except the scenery. If you could call it that. Kendra had never been in such a dark place in all her life. Oh sure, the streets of her home were considered to be dark and dangerous, especially after sundown. But they were nothing compared to this. The back of her neck prickled like there was somebody always watching them.
Gandalf had taken up a position in the front with Aragorn and a torch bringing up the rear. They all kept close eyes on each other. Most of the time, Boromir would keep his hand near his sword. Nothing too exciting had happened except Pippin had tried to fall all the way back down the stairs at one point. Gandalf had also shown them one of the greatest treasures of Moria, an entire strand of mithril that the dwarves had started to mine. Kendra had never seen anything like it. The strand looked like silver but glittered like a diamond. If it looked like that, she could only imagine what the items crafted with it looked like.
"Now we have but one choice. We must face the darkness of Moria," he said, walking towards the steps.
'Can I crow with happiness now?' Kendra thought, her face showing her great displeasure.
Who knows how long they had been walking. Nothing really seemed to change about this place except the scenery. If you could call it that. Kendra had never been in such a dark place in all her life. Oh sure, the streets of her home were considered to be dark and dangerous, especially after sundown. But they were nothing compared to this. The back of her neck prickled like there was somebody always watching them.
Gandalf had taken up a position in the front with Aragorn and a torch bringing up the rear. They all kept close eyes on each other. Most of the time, Boromir would keep his hand near his sword. Nothing too exciting had happened except Pippin had tried to fall all the way back down the stairs at one point. Gandalf had also shown them one of the greatest treasures of Moria, an entire strand of mithril that the dwarves had started to mine. Kendra had never seen anything like it. The strand looked like silver but glittered like a diamond. If it looked like that, she could only imagine what the items crafted with it looked like.