Sorry this chapter is so short, everyone. I promise the next one will be very much longer!
Disclaimer: Lord of the Rings ain't mine
Claimer: Ranhaudh and the plot owned by me!
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Bilbo woke up to something very odd. It looked like a huge wolf was telling an elf about a song. Both looked awfully familiar - oh! Everything came back at once.
And Bilbo wondered what was going on now. Surely the spiders had been all killed, but he didn't remember it happening. And what about the Elvenking? But Bilbo still had his manners about him, and waited for Ranhaudh to finish speaking before saying anything himself.
"And I knew it from the first moment I smelt him," said Ranhaudh, "I said to myself - do you know what I said? - I said, 'Ranhaudh my boy, here is a great inventor of songs!' And now here he is, and Master Baggins has finally finished his nap, which has only lasted a day!"
"Good afternoon," said the elf (it was Legolas). .
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"I suppose so," Bilbo said as he looked around. They were outside, and the afternoon sunlight was filtering through the trees. All around them, there were little camps of elves.
"You missed something interesting," Ranhaudh said, "That big spider was quite the dangerous fellow!"
After the Elvenking and Bilbo had taken their tumble, and after its second crash, the Spider King had lost their scent, but surrounding it on all sides were lots of elves. It had killed two and injured six more until it had taken in enough arrows to collapse. King Thranduil had then proceeded to stab the Spider King through its head with Sting. .
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"Is he going to be all right?" Bilbo inquired as he got up, feeling oddly stiff.
"He's already started organizing everyone to clear out the palace," Legolas said, "Much to our delight, as well as our dismay (although you never heard that from me). You've also been invited to stay as long as you wish."
"Thank you," Bilbo said, "And I may stay for a few days, but all this excitement has certainly done something with my holiday! I shall need to write a new chapter for my book: 'What happened a long time afterwards.' I believe I shall be setting out to Rivendell sooner then I expected."
The wood elves were sorry to see him go, and the Elvenking was able to organize a feast for them, but two days later Bilbo and Ranhaudh set out again. On the advice of the elves, they took a route that allowed them to go around the Enchanted River. .
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It lead south-west, and exited the Woods close to the southern edge. Bilbo felt disappointed at not getting a chance to visit Beorn's lands again, but put it aside as Ranhaudh took the very path over the Misty Mountains that Gandalf had lead them on over fifty years ago, although this time there were no goblins attacking them, any particularly nasty storms, or the slightest sign of any giants at all. Ranhaudh went slowly, and Bilbo was able to write a little even on the wolf's back before the end of the third day, at which point the pair of them entered the valley of Rivendell. .
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"Oh, I DO like the smell of this place," Ranhaudh said as they entered, "It smells like roses in cream."
"I don't know about the smells of roses or cream," Bilbo said, "But I am most happy to be here! For I have been feeling a trifle odd of late. I think my age is finally catching up with me."
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Disclaimer: Lord of the Rings ain't mine
Claimer: Ranhaudh and the plot owned by me!
.
.
.
.
Bilbo woke up to something very odd. It looked like a huge wolf was telling an elf about a song. Both looked awfully familiar - oh! Everything came back at once.
And Bilbo wondered what was going on now. Surely the spiders had been all killed, but he didn't remember it happening. And what about the Elvenking? But Bilbo still had his manners about him, and waited for Ranhaudh to finish speaking before saying anything himself.
"And I knew it from the first moment I smelt him," said Ranhaudh, "I said to myself - do you know what I said? - I said, 'Ranhaudh my boy, here is a great inventor of songs!' And now here he is, and Master Baggins has finally finished his nap, which has only lasted a day!"
"Good afternoon," said the elf (it was Legolas). .
.
.
.
.
"I suppose so," Bilbo said as he looked around. They were outside, and the afternoon sunlight was filtering through the trees. All around them, there were little camps of elves.
"You missed something interesting," Ranhaudh said, "That big spider was quite the dangerous fellow!"
After the Elvenking and Bilbo had taken their tumble, and after its second crash, the Spider King had lost their scent, but surrounding it on all sides were lots of elves. It had killed two and injured six more until it had taken in enough arrows to collapse. King Thranduil had then proceeded to stab the Spider King through its head with Sting. .
.
.
.
.
"Is he going to be all right?" Bilbo inquired as he got up, feeling oddly stiff.
"He's already started organizing everyone to clear out the palace," Legolas said, "Much to our delight, as well as our dismay (although you never heard that from me). You've also been invited to stay as long as you wish."
"Thank you," Bilbo said, "And I may stay for a few days, but all this excitement has certainly done something with my holiday! I shall need to write a new chapter for my book: 'What happened a long time afterwards.' I believe I shall be setting out to Rivendell sooner then I expected."
The wood elves were sorry to see him go, and the Elvenking was able to organize a feast for them, but two days later Bilbo and Ranhaudh set out again. On the advice of the elves, they took a route that allowed them to go around the Enchanted River. .
.
.
.
.
.
It lead south-west, and exited the Woods close to the southern edge. Bilbo felt disappointed at not getting a chance to visit Beorn's lands again, but put it aside as Ranhaudh took the very path over the Misty Mountains that Gandalf had lead them on over fifty years ago, although this time there were no goblins attacking them, any particularly nasty storms, or the slightest sign of any giants at all. Ranhaudh went slowly, and Bilbo was able to write a little even on the wolf's back before the end of the third day, at which point the pair of them entered the valley of Rivendell. .
.
.
.
.
"Oh, I DO like the smell of this place," Ranhaudh said as they entered, "It smells like roses in cream."
"I don't know about the smells of roses or cream," Bilbo said, "But I am most happy to be here! For I have been feeling a trifle odd of late. I think my age is finally catching up with me."
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