Author's Note:
*stares blankly at the screen* I have one word:
wow
I have never, EVER received so much positive feedback! Thank you so much! I received a lot of "You don't suck," about 75 % of it coming from elfmage, lol. All the positiveness put me in a really good mood and pushed me to *try* and update sooner than once a week. *wink wink* this comes from reviewing! But, homework has been terrible recently and I have had almost no time to write. My grade went to the Nutcracker at Butler University, a college her in Indiana, and that was two hours long. with a 20 minute intermission. I used the intermission to the best of my ability to try and write, but peering eyes kept me from writing a little more than a paragraph. But first, my apologies to Ainu Laire. I have never received constructive critcism before, except for a weird song that I wrote when I was high on Skittles, and mistook it for a flame. Being a new author has its downfalls. *bows in apology* so sorry! But, thank you for the example and letting me know what an *actual* flame is. ^^
I am dumbfounded by the feedback. I thought I would get negative reviews for the profanity use in the author's note, but I guess not. Yeeks! Sorry about that too. I was in such a bad mood and couldn't quite help myself *bows to all the reviewers* you all are so great and wonderful! Many apologies for the mistakes and mishaps. As usual, additional ramblings to the reviewers at the bottom.
Now, wasn't that a *short* author's note? Onto the story!
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Chapter 6: A Really Short Chapter Gimli felt himself being pulled roughly to his feet. His neck and ankles felt frighteningly bare without the manacles around them. Orcs were taking the dwarf from his cell. To what fate, he did not know. He chanced a glance at Legolas and for a moment winced at the condition and ferocity with which the ugly beasts were treating him with. The prince was being dragged from the wall he had been sitting against, trying to cause him as much pain as possible. The stout being realized that Palador must have given the foul beings an order not to flog the two captives, for he had heard of the unthinkable cruelty with which most orcs treat their victims. No orc-made weapon was even drawn forth, even as a threat. The dwarf felt slightly blessed for the small gift that they had received, but knew there had to be some sort of catch to it.
He saw the orcs' eyes flicker with rage and impatience as the elf struggled to stand, to the best of his abilities, and walk but to fail miserably. The prince fell to his knees, with a loud thud. For his blunder, he captors kicked him savagely in the ribs before pulling him to his feet again.
"Walk, elf," The first orc demanded.
This orc had dark scale-like skin covered in battle scars and worn leather armor that was worn as pants, boots, a tight tunic, and loose sleeves. His teeth had been well rotted and the eyes that were sunk into his face were a dark jade.
"Now!" The second orc shouted.
The dwarf had been so focused on his companion, that he had lost track of his own situation. He felt a sharp jab to his abdomen, and his world succumbed to darkness.
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Legolas heard a thump near him and he barely turned to see Gimli on the floor, unconscious. The elf could help but feel guilt rise up in him. He had prayed to the Valar, just the night before, so that nothing would happen to the dwarf. Yet, it had happened. The prince tore his eyes from the limp form the orcs were dragging from the cell to look at his own predicament. He felt a burning sensation rise around his neck since air was getting to the raw areas where the shackle had worn away the soft skin. His wrists were now bound by coarse rope, behind his back. The blonde wanted not to even think of his leg. He knew it was causing him so much pain, he didn't need to see why.
The orcs forced him to his feet again, gripping him tightly by the shoulders. As soon as they got him to stand properly, they led him from his cell, along the stone floor that was dotted with blood. On the way up the dungeon stairs to Palandor, the prince's knees had threatened to give way several times. The orcs; however, had prevented that, they dragged him.
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Aragorn heard a loud cluttering noise and rustling coming from behind him. He knew the spiders would eventually catch up with him, but he had to try. The dark forest helped him none. The ranger could see next to nothing, now that he was away from the pale shaft of moonlight that shone through the canopy of the twisted trees. He slowly felt a burning sensation in his foot but, the man chose to ignore it. It hindered his speed greatly and he stumbled over a tree root that stuck out above the mossy ground. The soil met his face, cold and wet and there was a small tug on his beard on the right side of his face. The ranger struggled to get to his feet, but the hair on his face was caught on the root next to his chin. The king heard a spider approaching quickly and leaping into the air to pounce on him. He snapped his head up quickly, ripping a small patch of hair from the right side of his jaw. Blood began to trickle down his face and the man couldn't help but wince.
Estel rolled to the side swiftly, the spider landing just where he had been a few moments before. The king cursed fluently in dwarvish. A spider finally caught up with the man and jumped onto his back. It stabbed the ranger in the back with a long spindly leg and the human's back arched wildly in pain. The semi-fuzzy arachnid scratched at the human's back, tearing pieces of flesh from his shoulders and the small of his back. The man spun slightly to try and shake the creature from him. He stumbled backwards over yet another root, falling to the ground.
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The next thing Gimli knew was that he was in a large rotunda, filled with various objects but, the centerpiece was obviously the blazing fire set in the center of the wall across from them. A single long metal brand sat in the inferno, the handle barely sticking out. The dwarf could see that the metal on the tip of the brand was white hot and would obviously cause a good amount of pain, should it touch anything or anyone. Two burly orcs gripped the stout being by the arms. He heard the sound of dragging behind him and he glanced backwards. The prince was being dragged in by the harness they had recently applied to his chest, to keep struggles to a minimum.
Palandor strode almost silently into the room. If not for the soft swish of his robes, his steps would've been inaudible. The human strode over to the fire and lifted the brand from its place. He turned to face the elven prince who was now on his knees and all Gimli could do was watch in horror.
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Another short chappie, I ish sorry! My brain is not working and well. yeah. time to respond to reviewers... and I am responding in the order that they are in my mailbox.
Star-Stallion: thank you.. But I disagree. this isn't going anywhere.
Deana: thank you! But as with Star-Stallion, I'm going to have to disagree again.
Elfmage: thank you, so much. But as with the past two reviewers: I DISAGREE
Ainu Laire: once again I apologize for the misinterpretation and thank you for your example.
LeapingLizards83: thank you so much but as with many of the reviewers above I am going to have to disagree.
Spades: *laughs uncontrollably* that's hilarious! Ego-plot-bunny now! Lol I will never think of rabbits the same way again. *huggles you* you've changed my life FOREVER! Lol now whether that's good or bad... lol
DaRkMyTh: thank you so much! I do try to update often!
Jazi: when I first read your review I was. well.. Er. sad. then you changed it! LOL that was SO funny. Thank you for the pep talk! I'm going to have to disagree with you as well. Tsk tsk tsk. how many more reviewers will I have to disagree with.
Legolas' Cousin: finally! A reader I can agree with! Lol ding dong another correct answer! Now, the final part consists of two things.
Well. that's all! Early Merry Christmas! I got a journal from someone and I write about all of you! Lol not bad stuff of course. except for Spades's need for coffee.. Herm. well.. got to go!
Dha
*stares blankly at the screen* I have one word:
wow
I have never, EVER received so much positive feedback! Thank you so much! I received a lot of "You don't suck," about 75 % of it coming from elfmage, lol. All the positiveness put me in a really good mood and pushed me to *try* and update sooner than once a week. *wink wink* this comes from reviewing! But, homework has been terrible recently and I have had almost no time to write. My grade went to the Nutcracker at Butler University, a college her in Indiana, and that was two hours long. with a 20 minute intermission. I used the intermission to the best of my ability to try and write, but peering eyes kept me from writing a little more than a paragraph. But first, my apologies to Ainu Laire. I have never received constructive critcism before, except for a weird song that I wrote when I was high on Skittles, and mistook it for a flame. Being a new author has its downfalls. *bows in apology* so sorry! But, thank you for the example and letting me know what an *actual* flame is. ^^
I am dumbfounded by the feedback. I thought I would get negative reviews for the profanity use in the author's note, but I guess not. Yeeks! Sorry about that too. I was in such a bad mood and couldn't quite help myself *bows to all the reviewers* you all are so great and wonderful! Many apologies for the mistakes and mishaps. As usual, additional ramblings to the reviewers at the bottom.
Now, wasn't that a *short* author's note? Onto the story!
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Chapter 6: A Really Short Chapter Gimli felt himself being pulled roughly to his feet. His neck and ankles felt frighteningly bare without the manacles around them. Orcs were taking the dwarf from his cell. To what fate, he did not know. He chanced a glance at Legolas and for a moment winced at the condition and ferocity with which the ugly beasts were treating him with. The prince was being dragged from the wall he had been sitting against, trying to cause him as much pain as possible. The stout being realized that Palador must have given the foul beings an order not to flog the two captives, for he had heard of the unthinkable cruelty with which most orcs treat their victims. No orc-made weapon was even drawn forth, even as a threat. The dwarf felt slightly blessed for the small gift that they had received, but knew there had to be some sort of catch to it.
He saw the orcs' eyes flicker with rage and impatience as the elf struggled to stand, to the best of his abilities, and walk but to fail miserably. The prince fell to his knees, with a loud thud. For his blunder, he captors kicked him savagely in the ribs before pulling him to his feet again.
"Walk, elf," The first orc demanded.
This orc had dark scale-like skin covered in battle scars and worn leather armor that was worn as pants, boots, a tight tunic, and loose sleeves. His teeth had been well rotted and the eyes that were sunk into his face were a dark jade.
"Now!" The second orc shouted.
The dwarf had been so focused on his companion, that he had lost track of his own situation. He felt a sharp jab to his abdomen, and his world succumbed to darkness.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Legolas heard a thump near him and he barely turned to see Gimli on the floor, unconscious. The elf could help but feel guilt rise up in him. He had prayed to the Valar, just the night before, so that nothing would happen to the dwarf. Yet, it had happened. The prince tore his eyes from the limp form the orcs were dragging from the cell to look at his own predicament. He felt a burning sensation rise around his neck since air was getting to the raw areas where the shackle had worn away the soft skin. His wrists were now bound by coarse rope, behind his back. The blonde wanted not to even think of his leg. He knew it was causing him so much pain, he didn't need to see why.
The orcs forced him to his feet again, gripping him tightly by the shoulders. As soon as they got him to stand properly, they led him from his cell, along the stone floor that was dotted with blood. On the way up the dungeon stairs to Palandor, the prince's knees had threatened to give way several times. The orcs; however, had prevented that, they dragged him.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Aragorn heard a loud cluttering noise and rustling coming from behind him. He knew the spiders would eventually catch up with him, but he had to try. The dark forest helped him none. The ranger could see next to nothing, now that he was away from the pale shaft of moonlight that shone through the canopy of the twisted trees. He slowly felt a burning sensation in his foot but, the man chose to ignore it. It hindered his speed greatly and he stumbled over a tree root that stuck out above the mossy ground. The soil met his face, cold and wet and there was a small tug on his beard on the right side of his face. The ranger struggled to get to his feet, but the hair on his face was caught on the root next to his chin. The king heard a spider approaching quickly and leaping into the air to pounce on him. He snapped his head up quickly, ripping a small patch of hair from the right side of his jaw. Blood began to trickle down his face and the man couldn't help but wince.
Estel rolled to the side swiftly, the spider landing just where he had been a few moments before. The king cursed fluently in dwarvish. A spider finally caught up with the man and jumped onto his back. It stabbed the ranger in the back with a long spindly leg and the human's back arched wildly in pain. The semi-fuzzy arachnid scratched at the human's back, tearing pieces of flesh from his shoulders and the small of his back. The man spun slightly to try and shake the creature from him. He stumbled backwards over yet another root, falling to the ground.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The next thing Gimli knew was that he was in a large rotunda, filled with various objects but, the centerpiece was obviously the blazing fire set in the center of the wall across from them. A single long metal brand sat in the inferno, the handle barely sticking out. The dwarf could see that the metal on the tip of the brand was white hot and would obviously cause a good amount of pain, should it touch anything or anyone. Two burly orcs gripped the stout being by the arms. He heard the sound of dragging behind him and he glanced backwards. The prince was being dragged in by the harness they had recently applied to his chest, to keep struggles to a minimum.
Palandor strode almost silently into the room. If not for the soft swish of his robes, his steps would've been inaudible. The human strode over to the fire and lifted the brand from its place. He turned to face the elven prince who was now on his knees and all Gimli could do was watch in horror.
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Another short chappie, I ish sorry! My brain is not working and well. yeah. time to respond to reviewers... and I am responding in the order that they are in my mailbox.
Star-Stallion: thank you.. But I disagree. this isn't going anywhere.
Deana: thank you! But as with Star-Stallion, I'm going to have to disagree again.
Elfmage: thank you, so much. But as with the past two reviewers: I DISAGREE
Ainu Laire: once again I apologize for the misinterpretation and thank you for your example.
LeapingLizards83: thank you so much but as with many of the reviewers above I am going to have to disagree.
Spades: *laughs uncontrollably* that's hilarious! Ego-plot-bunny now! Lol I will never think of rabbits the same way again. *huggles you* you've changed my life FOREVER! Lol now whether that's good or bad... lol
DaRkMyTh: thank you so much! I do try to update often!
Jazi: when I first read your review I was. well.. Er. sad. then you changed it! LOL that was SO funny. Thank you for the pep talk! I'm going to have to disagree with you as well. Tsk tsk tsk. how many more reviewers will I have to disagree with.
Legolas' Cousin: finally! A reader I can agree with! Lol ding dong another correct answer! Now, the final part consists of two things.
Well. that's all! Early Merry Christmas! I got a journal from someone and I write about all of you! Lol not bad stuff of course. except for Spades's need for coffee.. Herm. well.. got to go!
Dha