Full of Grace
The darkness permeated the souls of the nine warriors who rested their weary hearts. The only light emanating from the knarled staff Gandalf held in his grasp, as he searched for their path amongst this labyrinth. The thick silence was broken by far off cries that had the small hobbits halt in their meal preparations and peer into the darkness.
Each of the companions held their breath, hoping they remained unnoticed in the haunted caves. Yet as the cries died down, flashes of light radiated from the general direction the cries had come from in the depths of inky blackness. The cries rose fiercely, battle cries, and the lights shown brightly, and then nothing. Silence fell upon all like a blanket, and no one dared to move. Time seemed to pass slowly as the wait persisted. Just when everyone thought they were spared, quick steps and labored breathing could be heard coming towards them. Everyone was on guard and battle ready, swords were drawn by all as Legolas knocked his bow. As he could make out a vague form with his keen elven sight, he let his arrow fly. The arrow met its mark with a sickening thud, and a seemingly feminine cry was heard.
Legolas motioned for the others to stand and watch his back as he made his was to his victim. Slowly advancing and with the bit of light from Gandalf's staff he saw a strange creature. Small in stature and covered in golden fur, perhaps he had shot something ediable for the Hobbits to prepare. And yet as the creature stirred he was met with pain filled curlean orbs, and she had extremely long golden hair that rivaled the suns own rays. In her shoulder was his arrow protruding with grace. She laborlously hefted herself against the stonewall and looked wearily at the elf with a blade in each hand.
This time she resigned herself to death, and deemed it a noble cause to plead with this being, "Please I beg of you kill me now! I won't fight back, please just end this nightmare!"
Legolas was beyond shock and confused at the woman's statement. 'But how did this woman come to be in the mines of Moria?' He thought to ask, but the girl seemed to be going mad as he listened to her ramblings.
"I just want to go home, is that too much to ask? I didn't want any of this. I didn't want to fight, but I didn't want to die." She trailed off in tears and then as the others drew closer the light became brighter and he noticed how dirty she was, how torn her clothing had become, and the many wounds she had sustained. Legolas wondered how it was possible she was still alive.
"This darkness is eating at my soul! I long to see the moon one last time before I die!" She cried out with conviction trying to stand. As she stood the others had reached the two blondes and stood in shock as well, looking at the bloody rambling girl with and arrow protruding from her shoulder.
"Oh my! Legolas, you shot a girl!" Pippin exclaimed, catching the attention of said girl. It was as if just then she noticed all the eyes upon her and then the arrow in her shoulder. She looked back out at the entourage of men as Aragorn stepped forward.
"Your wound needs attention my lady." As if not hearing his words she reached up and pulled the arrow out the way it had entered. She looked up with eyes ablaze and asked, "Which one of you shot me?" As shocked as they all were to see someone do what she just did, Legolas stepped forward accepting responsibility.
"Twas I milady, and I am regretfully sorry..." She interupted his apology by grabbing his hand and placing the bloodied arrow in it.
"I really hope you are the good guys because I want to get out of here sometime soon. Plus, you don't look all gross and ugly like the other guys who've tried to pick on me. I swear you can always tell a bad guy by the way he looks, they just scream evil." She began ranting again as she walked past the stupified group of men and towards the smell of food.