I dashed as quick as I could down the hill and to the awaiting shelter of
Merrys' home.
After slipping and sliding for about twenty minutes, I finally made it to my elder cousins hole, to which I nearly ran smack into the door. For awhile I stood there, panting and looking at the door. I listened for any sounds other then the rain steadily hitting the ground and my own breathing. I wondered where Merry was and what was taking him so long. For about five minutes, I listened and waited, but I heard neither the sound of mud being swished up while running nor the patter of fast paced feet coming towards me. Come on Merry. Hurry up, I thought desperately. After waiting five further minutes, I turn and squint, trying to see through the heavy rain. I attempted to see any figures that were running through this downpour. However, I saw no one and I felt my stomach tighten into a knot from fear. "Merry!" I yelled. I strained my ears trying to hear through the rushing of the water. No one answers' my call. "MERRY!" I holler, however the call is drown out by a crack of thunder. I sprinted out into the rain, calling Merrys name out. In the back of my mind, I knew I was foolish and that I could get ill, however I knew I had to find him. For how long I ran, I do not know, but the sun was beginning to rise when I finally stopped. My chest burned from all the yelling and running and my voice was hoarse. Where can he be, I wonder, I cannot go on much longer. I am sopping wet and exhausted. "Merry..." I hoarsely whispered. My knees felt like jelly and I knew I could not go on for the moment. I slowly sink onto the wet ground. I stare at the puddles and mud made from last nights storm. I lick my dry, parched lips and my eyes droop close. I quickly fall asleep and dream of the time when Merry and I were in the hands of the foul orcs.
"Get up." An orc growls at me. I look up at him and shake my head. "I...I cannot. My legs ache and I am exhausted." I whimper. The orc slaps me and roughly pulls me to my feet. For hours, we trekked on. Two orcs flanked me as I stumbled along and I noticed the same was for Merry, all though it seemed that Merry was having a harder time with walking. He looked into my eyes and I noticed there was something in his eyes I could not place. Was it fear or anger or grief? Whatever it was, I knew it should not be there. I gave him a small smile and he nodded in return. Late that evening, an orc threw me down on the ground, Merry as thrown next to me. I glanced at him and saw that his eyes were rimmed red from crying. Silent tears flew down his cheeks; making paths through the dirt that covered his face. I wished I could wipe the tears away, however my hands were tied, and I could hardly move. I lay down on the hard ground, feeling helpless and very scared. I close my eyes and half drift off. "We have to get out of hear." I heard someone whisper. I turn slightly and look at Merry. I nod in agreement and started to think about how we could escape without being noticed. Rain began to splatter down around us and orcs began to fight.
I woke to find myself getting wetter. It had started to rain again. I scamper up quickly and start to look for older cousin.
To be continued.....
After slipping and sliding for about twenty minutes, I finally made it to my elder cousins hole, to which I nearly ran smack into the door. For awhile I stood there, panting and looking at the door. I listened for any sounds other then the rain steadily hitting the ground and my own breathing. I wondered where Merry was and what was taking him so long. For about five minutes, I listened and waited, but I heard neither the sound of mud being swished up while running nor the patter of fast paced feet coming towards me. Come on Merry. Hurry up, I thought desperately. After waiting five further minutes, I turn and squint, trying to see through the heavy rain. I attempted to see any figures that were running through this downpour. However, I saw no one and I felt my stomach tighten into a knot from fear. "Merry!" I yelled. I strained my ears trying to hear through the rushing of the water. No one answers' my call. "MERRY!" I holler, however the call is drown out by a crack of thunder. I sprinted out into the rain, calling Merrys name out. In the back of my mind, I knew I was foolish and that I could get ill, however I knew I had to find him. For how long I ran, I do not know, but the sun was beginning to rise when I finally stopped. My chest burned from all the yelling and running and my voice was hoarse. Where can he be, I wonder, I cannot go on much longer. I am sopping wet and exhausted. "Merry..." I hoarsely whispered. My knees felt like jelly and I knew I could not go on for the moment. I slowly sink onto the wet ground. I stare at the puddles and mud made from last nights storm. I lick my dry, parched lips and my eyes droop close. I quickly fall asleep and dream of the time when Merry and I were in the hands of the foul orcs.
"Get up." An orc growls at me. I look up at him and shake my head. "I...I cannot. My legs ache and I am exhausted." I whimper. The orc slaps me and roughly pulls me to my feet. For hours, we trekked on. Two orcs flanked me as I stumbled along and I noticed the same was for Merry, all though it seemed that Merry was having a harder time with walking. He looked into my eyes and I noticed there was something in his eyes I could not place. Was it fear or anger or grief? Whatever it was, I knew it should not be there. I gave him a small smile and he nodded in return. Late that evening, an orc threw me down on the ground, Merry as thrown next to me. I glanced at him and saw that his eyes were rimmed red from crying. Silent tears flew down his cheeks; making paths through the dirt that covered his face. I wished I could wipe the tears away, however my hands were tied, and I could hardly move. I lay down on the hard ground, feeling helpless and very scared. I close my eyes and half drift off. "We have to get out of hear." I heard someone whisper. I turn slightly and look at Merry. I nod in agreement and started to think about how we could escape without being noticed. Rain began to splatter down around us and orcs began to fight.
I woke to find myself getting wetter. It had started to rain again. I scamper up quickly and start to look for older cousin.
To be continued.....