Minerva: As you can tell this chapter is FREAKISHLY short, to no credit of
my own.
Artemis: I've heard that it was the fault of the elves.
Minerva: And I've heard that it was the fault of you!
Artemis: What can I say, journeys are boring, and I really want to get to
Rivendell!
Minerva: So you leave it for me to write. Typical!
Artemis: What this stories needs is elves!
Minerva: Fine, whatever, lets just get on with it. I hope you like this
chapter despite obvious shortness! (And not having it to be written by me,
the all mighty Minerva!)
Artemis: My sincerest apologies on both accounts...
Alius Latus
Chapter Four: Estent Sindarian
The old wizard gave Sam a reassuring smile, and with grace uncharacteristic of one who
had seen so many winters, he stepped to the ground, now removing a great wooden staff
from the eagle's broad shoulders. He ignored them for a moment, exchanging words with
the eagle, which he called Gwaihir. Then with a final thanks from Gandalf and the
blessing of the Valar to carry his wings, the bird was aloft and carefully maneuvered out
of sight. "Oh Gandalf sir, I'm just so relieved to see a familiar face!" Sam gushed
admiringly. Just what the other two thought of Gandalf was impossible to say, but Sam
noted with satisfaction that they were clearly stunned and amazed by him, and the wizard
himself chose to continue ignoring them for the moment. "I am glad you appreciate my
coming, truth be told, I chose your company over a fine horse." This puzzled Sam as
much as the other two, but Gandalf did not see fit to say more on the matter. "Indeed,
Samwise Gamgee," he began, "I was rather surprised to learn I would find you lost in the
woods, and in most unexpected company." "I'm sorry Mr. Gandalf! I really tried to stay
with Mr. Frodo. Honest, I ran as fast as I could, and Strider was so worked up about the
wraiths..." Gandalf held up his staff to silence the blubbering Hobbit. "It is no matter
Samwise. Your presence or lack thereof would have made no difference in this particular
instance, and I have no doubt you were not lackadaisical in your efforts." He smiled
again, and his eyes twinkled in just such a way under his heavy brows. "Begging your
pardon Gandalf sir, but aren't you the least bit worried about Mr. Frodo?" Sam asked.
"To put it bluntly, no." Sam's eyes widened at the wizards admission, "Be at ease Sam,
for I have seen your master, and it takes not a learned mind to know he is well." "You
mean he made it??" cried Sam, eyes growing, if possible, wider. Gandalf nodded, "This
very morning I looked in on him. He rests and recovers under the eyes, and indeed the
roof of Elrond. If we move quickly, we can reach Rivendell even before he awakens."
"Well what are we waiting for?" Sam exclaimed, and he immediately set about packing
all his pans and anything else he had gotten out. Gandalf turned to the other two. "As for
the two of you, I expect there is you wish to know. It is likewise for me, but we must
make haste, so for now, names alone must suffice. I am Gandalf." "I'm Harry, and this is
Ron." Said the dark haired boy, gesturing at his companions. "Just a minute...Gandalf."
The red haired one called Ron interjected, "If were in such a hurry, why'd you just send
away that bird? He could have got us to this Rivendell place in no time." Gandalf replied
easily, "That eagle is a great lord among eagles, not some idle ferryman who'll break
from his napping to give rides for a coin or a pretty face. I was fortunate to enlist his aide
as far as Rivendell, and it was by luck of akin roads that he carried me to this place. "
Ron looked puzzled, but by that time Sam came bustling over, packed and ready to go.
"Alright you two, get a move on." He said evenly to Ron and Harry. "Us? You think
we're going first?" Ron's tone was defiant. "Well you certainly aren't goin' behind! I'll
not have you schemin' back where Gandalf and I can't keep an eye on you." Sam
returned. "Scheming? I'll show you scheming!" here Ron took an angry step towards the
hobbit. "Stay back! Gandalf here's a wizard and he can turn you into just about anything
he likes, and just about anything you don't!" Sam warned. "A wizard?" Harry asked,
"He's not much of a wizard if all he can do are transfiguration! Hermione could turn me
into just about anything she liked with her hands tied behind her back and her wand in
her teeth!" "THAT IS ENOUGH!" bellowed Gandalf suddenly, and he seemed to grow
taller before their eyes. All fell dead silent. The birds in the trees ceased to chirp, and
even the wind halted its weaving through the foliage. "Does anyone else know the way to
Rivendell?" he demanded, glowering somehow at all three of them at once. They all
shook their heads. "Then no one minds if I lead the way?" he continued. No replies, least
of all objections came. "Good." Gandalf surmised, and placing his staff firmly on the
ground, he pivoted and started off at a great pace. Sam let out a sigh of relief and hurried
after the quickly retreating form. He'd never been so glad to hear the birds resume
singing.
AN- For the person who wanted to know the meaning of our chapter titles, they are all in elvish Tere Palurin mean likes 'New Earth' or something on those line, Osp ni itaur means smoke, and Ando Mesta means 'Long Journey.' Now you can probably tell why we put them into elvish, being very un creative chapter titlers!
Alius Latus
Chapter Four: Estent Sindarian
The old wizard gave Sam a reassuring smile, and with grace uncharacteristic of one who
had seen so many winters, he stepped to the ground, now removing a great wooden staff
from the eagle's broad shoulders. He ignored them for a moment, exchanging words with
the eagle, which he called Gwaihir. Then with a final thanks from Gandalf and the
blessing of the Valar to carry his wings, the bird was aloft and carefully maneuvered out
of sight. "Oh Gandalf sir, I'm just so relieved to see a familiar face!" Sam gushed
admiringly. Just what the other two thought of Gandalf was impossible to say, but Sam
noted with satisfaction that they were clearly stunned and amazed by him, and the wizard
himself chose to continue ignoring them for the moment. "I am glad you appreciate my
coming, truth be told, I chose your company over a fine horse." This puzzled Sam as
much as the other two, but Gandalf did not see fit to say more on the matter. "Indeed,
Samwise Gamgee," he began, "I was rather surprised to learn I would find you lost in the
woods, and in most unexpected company." "I'm sorry Mr. Gandalf! I really tried to stay
with Mr. Frodo. Honest, I ran as fast as I could, and Strider was so worked up about the
wraiths..." Gandalf held up his staff to silence the blubbering Hobbit. "It is no matter
Samwise. Your presence or lack thereof would have made no difference in this particular
instance, and I have no doubt you were not lackadaisical in your efforts." He smiled
again, and his eyes twinkled in just such a way under his heavy brows. "Begging your
pardon Gandalf sir, but aren't you the least bit worried about Mr. Frodo?" Sam asked.
"To put it bluntly, no." Sam's eyes widened at the wizards admission, "Be at ease Sam,
for I have seen your master, and it takes not a learned mind to know he is well." "You
mean he made it??" cried Sam, eyes growing, if possible, wider. Gandalf nodded, "This
very morning I looked in on him. He rests and recovers under the eyes, and indeed the
roof of Elrond. If we move quickly, we can reach Rivendell even before he awakens."
"Well what are we waiting for?" Sam exclaimed, and he immediately set about packing
all his pans and anything else he had gotten out. Gandalf turned to the other two. "As for
the two of you, I expect there is you wish to know. It is likewise for me, but we must
make haste, so for now, names alone must suffice. I am Gandalf." "I'm Harry, and this is
Ron." Said the dark haired boy, gesturing at his companions. "Just a minute...Gandalf."
The red haired one called Ron interjected, "If were in such a hurry, why'd you just send
away that bird? He could have got us to this Rivendell place in no time." Gandalf replied
easily, "That eagle is a great lord among eagles, not some idle ferryman who'll break
from his napping to give rides for a coin or a pretty face. I was fortunate to enlist his aide
as far as Rivendell, and it was by luck of akin roads that he carried me to this place. "
Ron looked puzzled, but by that time Sam came bustling over, packed and ready to go.
"Alright you two, get a move on." He said evenly to Ron and Harry. "Us? You think
we're going first?" Ron's tone was defiant. "Well you certainly aren't goin' behind! I'll
not have you schemin' back where Gandalf and I can't keep an eye on you." Sam
returned. "Scheming? I'll show you scheming!" here Ron took an angry step towards the
hobbit. "Stay back! Gandalf here's a wizard and he can turn you into just about anything
he likes, and just about anything you don't!" Sam warned. "A wizard?" Harry asked,
"He's not much of a wizard if all he can do are transfiguration! Hermione could turn me
into just about anything she liked with her hands tied behind her back and her wand in
her teeth!" "THAT IS ENOUGH!" bellowed Gandalf suddenly, and he seemed to grow
taller before their eyes. All fell dead silent. The birds in the trees ceased to chirp, and
even the wind halted its weaving through the foliage. "Does anyone else know the way to
Rivendell?" he demanded, glowering somehow at all three of them at once. They all
shook their heads. "Then no one minds if I lead the way?" he continued. No replies, least
of all objections came. "Good." Gandalf surmised, and placing his staff firmly on the
ground, he pivoted and started off at a great pace. Sam let out a sigh of relief and hurried
after the quickly retreating form. He'd never been so glad to hear the birds resume
singing.
AN- For the person who wanted to know the meaning of our chapter titles, they are all in elvish Tere Palurin mean likes 'New Earth' or something on those line, Osp ni itaur means smoke, and Ando Mesta means 'Long Journey.' Now you can probably tell why we put them into elvish, being very un creative chapter titlers!