Dropped Into Where???
Disclaimer: I, Silver_Draega, own nothing and no one created by Tolkien or New Line Cinema (no matter how much I wish I did!).
Chapter 3: Rocks
After our encounter with the insane gelding and hiking for several hours, Cass and I were perfectly happy to just flop over and fall asleep. But no. We couldn't. Since we had no idea of where we were, we decided that one of us should keep watch. Cass was going to wake me up when the moon reached the top of the sky (my watch wasn't working anymore). Or at least that was the plan.
I woke up to see Cassy sprawled on the ground a few feet from where I had been sleeping. Her deep, almost rhythmic breathing told me that she was asleep. "And sound asleep at that," I muttered to myself.
Since I didn't have the heart to wake her (the sun was just peeking over the horizon), I decided to try and find where the gelding we saw yesterday had come from.
We were still in the little alcove of rocks where we had hidden yesterday. To look around, I would have to be above the rocks. "Crap, crap, crap," I whispered, looking at the rocks above me. Even at the best of times, with equipment, I'm not a big fan of climbing, and that was the only way to get out, besides walking out onto the plain (which I wasn't to keen on doing).
Luckily for me, the rocks were covered in little knobs and crevices I would be able to use as foot-and-hand-holds. I took a deep breath and started climbing.
Halfway up the rock I found a narrow ledge, so I stopped to take a breather. Even though the rocks themselves were only twenty feet tall, they seemed so much taller, not to mention I'm not a climber. I tilted my head towards the sky, and a vast, boundless sea of blue met my vision. The sky was bare of almost all clouds, and then only the tiniest white ones.
I turned my face towards the rocks and continued climbing.
When I reached the top, the first thing I did was rip a piece off the hem of my skirt and wipe the sweat off my face and arms. After getting the sweat off my face, I stood up and looked around.
At first as I scanned the horizon, I didn't see anything except a sea of rocks and grasses. Nothing new. Then I spotted movement out of the corner of my eye.
Meanwhile...
Cass woke with an ache in seemingly every place possible. She groaned, stretched, and looked around. Rock. No sign of life except for the grass she was laying on. Crap. Pounding headache, alone, and no aspirin. Crap again.
She sat up with a grunt and looked around again. Still nothing. Climb the rocks to observe the surrounding land? Good idea.
She glanced at the rocks, trying to decide which one would be the easiest to climb. Hmmm. North and east, or south and west? South and west.
She stood and got three or four steps before her knees buckled and she went down. What the...? Why'd I just fall over? And why are my legs turning to jelly? What the hell is going on????
She struggled to get back on her feet, managed to stand for a few seconds before wobbling, and crumpled onto the grass. She rolled onto her back, and in the process of turning, hit her head on a rock with a hollow thud. Her last thought before she went unconscious was Why me?
Meanwhile (again)
I looked closer at the things running the distance. Humans? No, to large. Riders? No, to small. Horses? Hmmm. Maybe.
Crap. While they were horses, which I was hoping might be our ticket out of here, they were lead by the gelding from last night. Crap was an understatement. There was no way that we could use those horses for anything. Unless....
A/N: Cliffhanger, I know, I know! And I'll change the disclaimer next time, (personally) I'm getting tired of it. Review!
Disclaimer: I, Silver_Draega, own nothing and no one created by Tolkien or New Line Cinema (no matter how much I wish I did!).
Chapter 3: Rocks
After our encounter with the insane gelding and hiking for several hours, Cass and I were perfectly happy to just flop over and fall asleep. But no. We couldn't. Since we had no idea of where we were, we decided that one of us should keep watch. Cass was going to wake me up when the moon reached the top of the sky (my watch wasn't working anymore). Or at least that was the plan.
I woke up to see Cassy sprawled on the ground a few feet from where I had been sleeping. Her deep, almost rhythmic breathing told me that she was asleep. "And sound asleep at that," I muttered to myself.
Since I didn't have the heart to wake her (the sun was just peeking over the horizon), I decided to try and find where the gelding we saw yesterday had come from.
We were still in the little alcove of rocks where we had hidden yesterday. To look around, I would have to be above the rocks. "Crap, crap, crap," I whispered, looking at the rocks above me. Even at the best of times, with equipment, I'm not a big fan of climbing, and that was the only way to get out, besides walking out onto the plain (which I wasn't to keen on doing).
Luckily for me, the rocks were covered in little knobs and crevices I would be able to use as foot-and-hand-holds. I took a deep breath and started climbing.
Halfway up the rock I found a narrow ledge, so I stopped to take a breather. Even though the rocks themselves were only twenty feet tall, they seemed so much taller, not to mention I'm not a climber. I tilted my head towards the sky, and a vast, boundless sea of blue met my vision. The sky was bare of almost all clouds, and then only the tiniest white ones.
I turned my face towards the rocks and continued climbing.
When I reached the top, the first thing I did was rip a piece off the hem of my skirt and wipe the sweat off my face and arms. After getting the sweat off my face, I stood up and looked around.
At first as I scanned the horizon, I didn't see anything except a sea of rocks and grasses. Nothing new. Then I spotted movement out of the corner of my eye.
Meanwhile...
Cass woke with an ache in seemingly every place possible. She groaned, stretched, and looked around. Rock. No sign of life except for the grass she was laying on. Crap. Pounding headache, alone, and no aspirin. Crap again.
She sat up with a grunt and looked around again. Still nothing. Climb the rocks to observe the surrounding land? Good idea.
She glanced at the rocks, trying to decide which one would be the easiest to climb. Hmmm. North and east, or south and west? South and west.
She stood and got three or four steps before her knees buckled and she went down. What the...? Why'd I just fall over? And why are my legs turning to jelly? What the hell is going on????
She struggled to get back on her feet, managed to stand for a few seconds before wobbling, and crumpled onto the grass. She rolled onto her back, and in the process of turning, hit her head on a rock with a hollow thud. Her last thought before she went unconscious was Why me?
Meanwhile (again)
I looked closer at the things running the distance. Humans? No, to large. Riders? No, to small. Horses? Hmmm. Maybe.
Crap. While they were horses, which I was hoping might be our ticket out of here, they were lead by the gelding from last night. Crap was an understatement. There was no way that we could use those horses for anything. Unless....
A/N: Cliffhanger, I know, I know! And I'll change the disclaimer next time, (personally) I'm getting tired of it. Review!
