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Key
: elvish:
Magic
Thoughts
Chapter 3
Dun Dun Duuuuuuunnn…
Fonk!
For the third time in the past half hour, Autumn ran into an uncomfortably solid sandstone wall. Her nose was not happy with her.
But the two elves that had volunteered to guide her around the manor seemed to be having a grand old time. Good for them. Fonk! Owie.
Muffled masculine laughter bubbled up on either side of her. The two dark- haired (from what she could get from the vague glimpses she got) elves had introduced themselves as Elrohir and Elladan. These names of course meant nothing to her, but our incredibly talented, yet humble authoress who knows all, does know who these people are. That is why she has earned the right to use them in this beautiful story.
The twin sons of Elrond Half- Elvin, being the mischievous souls that they are, had been leading her around the numerous passages, when suddenly, a marvelous idea occurred to the elder of the two.
: Let us see if what is said about this girl is true.: Elrohir whispered in Elvish, which he needn't have bothered, Autumn couldn't understand them, and she really didn't much care.
: Splendid idea, brother of mine! The walls are perfect for our little experiment, don't you think:
: I couldn't agree with you more old chap. Let Mission: Blind Human commence:
And so the two proceeded to introduce her to the lovely walls. And she seemed to grow quite close with them. Indeed, the evidence of their friendship was blatant in the way her nose was turning a gorgeous shade of purple.
Of course Autumn said nothing about all this, attributing her discomfort to the loss of her glasses, and of course, her own clumsiness.
Thankfully, the trio made it to the entryway of the council chambers before Autumn could either be knocked out from the overabundance of "fonk's", or finally figured out that she was being toyed with. Yes, we hates them precious, the nasty elves's that made us walk into walls, we hates them!
At least the twins were gentlemanly enough to assist the rather dizzy girl into her seat. But that might have had something to do with the knowing glare that was being fired at them from Gandalf's direction.
: Care to explain why her nose is now double its original size: Asked Gandalf mildly, causing the two to wince as Frodo engaged the girl in conversation.
: What can we say? Humans are not as graceful as the elves, and she has terrible sight.:
Gandalf gave Elladan the same stare that Elrond had bestowed upon Autumn four days before. The one that says, I am so not buying this.Before the twins could collapse in weeping heaps and spill their guts however, a herald entered and announced the arrival of the esteemed Lord Elrond Half- Elvin. They took this timely maneuver to escape to a corner.
He looked so regal, descending the entry steps, and settling himself gracefully as only an elf can be in his seat. He surveyed the council with his head held high. Of course, Autumn could not see this, and at the risk of her sounding like a winy baby, Waaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhahahahahhhhhhhhhh!
"You are all gathered here to decide the fate of this object, this one doom. Bring forth the ring, Frodo."
And the young Hobbit hesitantly crept forward, placing the shiny golden object on the pedestal. Meanwhile, Autumn rubbed her nose, and wondered what she was doing there in the first place, seeing as how she couldn't see squat, and already knew what was going on, so what was the point? Nothing was going to change. Or was it?
A red and brown splotched form came forward. "I had a dream,"
Apparently not.
"That the land was covered in a mass of shadow, but in the west, a pale light lingered. And a voice cried out, 'Isildur's bane has been found!'." Our celebrated writer forgets the rest. But what ever it was apparently was enough to get the grey smeared form of Gandalf up on his feet and begin shouting out more gibberish similar to the stuff that Autumn had heard the twins talking in.
This gibberish though, caused the skies above darken and the earth to quake and a debilitating coldness to fill the hearts of all that was there.
Ash nazg durbatuluk, ash nazg gimbatul, ash nazg thrakatuluk agh burzum- ishi krimpatul.
When it was over, Elrond swallowed the bile that had come into his mouth. "Never before has the tongue of Mordor been spoken here."
"I do not ask your pardon, Master Elrond. For soon the language of Mordor may yet be heard in all corners of the world. The ring is all together, evil!" And, having said his piece, the old wizard creaked his way back to his seat.
Meanwhile, Autumn was enjoying an itchy, tickling sensation in her nose. No, that does not mean that she was picking her nose for all you weirdo's out there.
She reached up, wiped her nose and looked down to see a bright red smear on her hand. "Ew,"
Frodo looked over, gasped, miraculously produced a hanky, Wow, magic, and proceeded to help clean up her face.
I now know my purpose in this council. She thought in a serious tone. It is to get a bloody nose whenever people talk weird. That's right Autumn, doesn't that make you feel better?
Right. That's informative. Hem. So the splotch that at this moment seemed to resemble dried blood, was going on about how the ring was a gift, and, "Why not use this ring? Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy; let us use it against him!"
Abruptly, the urge to laugh turned cartwheels in her throat and launched itself repeatedly at her teeth. I am sure you can all guess what happened next. Yes, she immediately shoved her fist into her mouth to control the giggles, the only side affect being rivulets of drool edging out of the corners of her mouth.
Drrrrrrrrooooooooooooooooolllll…
"You cannot wield it, none of us can. The one ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master!" Yes, my precious and all the fangirls out there. That was indeed Ara….
"And what, would a mere ranger know of this?" This was voiced in scorn.
Ah! How dare you? Queue the hottie…
A yellow topped streak leaped forward, "This is no mere ranger," Yeeehehehehehe! "He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance."
Shock had crept into the despised voice. "Aragorn," heavy breathing had arisen, eh? "This, is Isildur's heir?"
"And heir to the throne of Gondor."
Silence… boy, now does that sound familiar?
: Sit down pretty boy, I have the situation under control and require no further input on your part.:
And yet they have remained friends for this long?
So, then they actually got into the ugly business of Elrond gabbing about how "One of you, must destroy this ring." And every one got all quiet again.
"One does not simply waltz into Mordor," He actually said that? "Blahbitty blah blah, and the great eye. The very air you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with ten thousand men could you do this. It is folly."
"Have you heard nothing Lord Elrond just said?"
"Not really." This was from Autumn, but no one paid any attention.
"The ring must be destroyed!"
"And I suppose you think you're the one to do it?" Quite obviously, Gimli.
"And if we fail, what then?" Shut up moron. "What happens when Sauron takes back what is his?" Or don't.
"I WILL BE DEAD BEFORE I SEE THE RING IN THE HANDS OF AN ELF."
Shouting arose all over. "No one trust an elf!"
Feeling delighted at the prospect of a debate, Autumn got up and walked with her newfound skill with a stick over to a short grey haired figure.
"Hello," She chirped. The blob looked up at her in surprise. "The name's Autumn. Yours?"
She was sized up critically, "You don't look like an elf," Autumn laughed.
"I should hope not, they must go through some bad growing pains."
Approval radiated from the dwarf. "My name is Gloin. I am the Father of Gimli over there." The blurry head nodded over to the frizzy looking form shouting at more yellow topped streaks.
"Ah," Autumn nodded knowingly. "Rather rash going off at the elves like that. Can't be good for the lungs."
This surprised a laugh out of Gloin, deciding that he liked this strange, stick- bearing girl. At least she isn't trying to control things here.
They conversed for a few more moments while the ruckus grew around them, until,
"I will take it." No reaction from the crowd. "I will take it!" Immediate hush throughout the court yard. "I will take the ring to Mordor."
Autumn was still peering around, trying to locate the hobbit, and Gloin, ever helpful, reached up and directed her head in Frodo's direction.
"Though," Here there was an audible gulp. "I do not know the way."
"I will help you bear this burden Frodo," Gandalf the smear moved to the brown dots side. "As long as it is yours to bear."
Another smear, assumed by all to be Aragorn, stepped forward with purpose in his very stance. Another thing that Autumn would have given anything to see.
"If by my life or death I can protect you." To Autumns eyes, the smear that was the heir of Isildur, shrank, when in reality he was only kneeling. "You have my sword."
"And you have my bow." All lady's, swoon on the count of three… one.
"And my axe." Uh… two.
Dried blood smear moved forward. "If it is the will of the council, then Gondor will see it done." Aaaaaaaaaaaeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! Nooooooo!
….. Three?
This was not good, at all.
"Here!" Another dot bounced over to the gathering mass. "Mister Frodo's not goin' anywhere without me." Aaahh. Good old Sam.
"Indeed, I believe it's quite impossible to separate you, even when he is invited to a secret council and you are not."
Indeed, party pooper. She thought as Sam shifted uncomfortably.
"Oi! We're coming too!"
Mughhahahahahahahahhahahkaffkaff, oo, not so good on the throat, I love Lilo and Stitch.
"Yes, you need someone with intelligence on this sort of mission… quest… thing."
Autumn just could not hold it in any longer. The drool was not an option, so…
"HeheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheIloveyouhahahahackptoo. I'm done."
Why is everyone looking at me like that?
Ummmm, you're shining good looks? Anyhow. The council wasn't the only people that were staring at her. In fact, if looks could fry, Autumn would have been a shriveled attempt at a sunny-side-up if she could have seen it.
And the look just kept coming, as Autumn remained blissfully unaware of it. Until finally, when the elf lords eyes looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets and the whole council chamber was filled with an uncomfortable silence, the twins moved forward and whispered in her ear.
"It's your turn," said Elladan quietly.
"My turn what?" Elrond was starting to turn red.
They held her elbows andguided herto the fellowship (although they were not known as that yet but whatever). "You must pledge yourself to Frodo's cause." This from Elrohir.
"Oh. Well why didn't you say so?" She separated herself from the twins and walked over to the shifting mass. "You have my stick and non-existing eyesight." She said, smiling down on Frodo.
"Ah," laughter rippled throughout the room, as the twins hurried over to her, moved her over a bit and positioned her head to face another dot. "That's Frodo."
"Oh. Well, again, you have my non-existing sight and the stick." She said without turning a hair. Another example of her ADD.
Authors Note- This chapter is so long! I am so accomplished! Any hoot. I want to thank you all for reading this note because it is extremely important.
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