My Note:

I usually try to update every two days or so, if you haven't noticed. This week (3-13-05 to 3-19-05) I'll be crazy-busy and almost guaranteed unable to update. Thanks for the patience  . I'll update ASAP.

"Well, my dear," Gandalf grumbled, peering into the kitchen shadows where Tsanra hid, "was that interesting enough for you?"

Tsanra decided that there was no use pretending not to be there. She stepped out into the fire light and sat down across from the White Wizard. "What did you mean, the Prophecy? Am I that child you talked about? Am I… the daughter of Sauron?" Tsanra's voice broke, and she was on the edge of tears. How could she be the daughter of such a hated villain?

"Oh, dear," Gandalf sighed, "No! You are not that wretched, twisted creature's daughter. The prophecy says that there are two girls: one who will find the other. Would you like to hear it in its entirety?"

"Yes."

Gandalf took a deep breath and began:

"When all is done and said

And the story is at its end,

When the old are weary

And begin to look to the West,

The darkness will shroud the corners of the light once more,

Prickle upon the corners of reality.

The heroes of old will not prevail,

Try as they might, for

This is a new shadow, another kind of evil.

It will rise from the wreckage of Mount Doom and the corpse of Sauron.

It will be the power of the two dark halves,

Combined, twisted, joined in Death.

No hero from Old, nor anyone of their lines may defeat the Shadow,

Only one of Sauron's own blood can unravel the lines of Fate.

But she will not show her sweet face until another finds her.

A girl with nothing to loose, nothing to give

Must give of herself more than any other,

More than life

More than death

To find this child of darkness

And return her to her proper place of light.

Both children are without guidance, abandoned at birth to the wild East winds.

Fire and Shadow

Steed and Sword

Ash and Air

Light and Dark

Bound like a ghost in a fog,

Black on black

Shake the world and unite the two halves

Shake the universe and find them."

Gandalf stared into the fire, and, after a while, said "You should be going to bed now. You have to be up and gone in the morning. I'm afraid that the dead moving from the Dead Marshes is only the first step that this Sauron-Ring creature will take against us. Make good time. I will tell you more tomorrow," he stood, his old joints creaking. "Look at me," Gandalf sighed. "I am an old man, and I must leave all the adventures and dangers to others." He sighed, and hobbled out of the room. Tsanra ran to the dormitory, and climbed into bed. Her two friends protested as she stepped on their faces and arms to get up to her top bunk instead of using the ladder, but she was too tired to care. As soon as Tsanra's face hit the pillow, she was immersed into deep sleep.