This Chapter isn't as good as the last ones but I couldn't think of much. The next one will be better…I hope. Sorry everyone!
Active Mind of a Quiet Elf
Chapter 4
The Pass of Caradhras
The fellowship plodded through the snow ahead of him, up to their wastes in the cold white silver. Legolas watched with weary eyes the mountain pass ahead of them and the sheer drop to their right. Maybe they'd get lucky and the Dwarf would fall somewhere. He's shouldn't hope though…
The whisper of the wind was not stilled but Legolas could feel its cool breath on his face change. Slowly, he moved past the fellowship, feeling Aragorn's eyes following him, and came to a small rise in the snow; thanking the Valar he was so light. Blinking blinding snow from his eyes he stared at the abyss around him. There was a voice…
"Cuiva nwalca Carnirasse; nai yarvaxea rasselya!" It called. Legolas didn't understand. What loser called out into a storm? He knew what ever the words were; they were evil and not meant to help them in the least.
"There is a fell voice on the air!" Legolas called over his shoulder. Yes, a fell voice on the air. Could this get any worse?
"It's Saruman!" Gandalf screamed. Now Legolas understood. That stupid white wizard was trying to bring them down on the mountain instead of coming and trying to get them himself. He was probably comfortable in his little tower, eating cakes. Legolas seriously hoped he'd choke…or get fat. Either way…
A bolt of lightning suddenly struck the mountain top above him bringing boulders tumbling down. They missed and Legolas couldn't help but smirk. Well, well, well, Saruman was getting sloppy in his old age. He couldn't get them in one fell swoop!
"He's trying to bring down the mountain!" Aragorn called anxiously. Legolas couldn't help but roll his eyes. Yes! Saruman was bringing down the mountain! It was so great Aragorn picked up on that. That was probably why the boulders were falling down around them. Legolas would have pointed out that it was also snowing but he didn't think the scared man could have handled it. "Gandalf, we must turn back!" Finally, something intelligent came out of him.
"No." Gandalf called back. Climbing out of the deep trench of snow he had created, the grey wizard managed to perch himself on the snow beside Legolas, his hands outstretched in the direction of the voice. Legolas was amazed he could walk on the snow. Why hadn't he been doing it the whole time? Wizards…
"Losto Caradhras, sedho, hodo, nuitho i 'ruith!" He called out into the wind. Legolas listened to his words but Saruman's were blending. The mountain would surly get confused on who to listen to and he had the distinct impression the white wizard was stronger.
Lighting flashed through the sky, blinding him. Legolas turned dimming eyes upwards as the top of the mountain spewed snow over them. Reaching out, he grabbed the stupid wizard who wasn't moving, and pulled him up against the wall just as the snow washed over him. It entered his eyes, his nose, his mouth, down his shirt…down his pants!
Soon the thundering above him stilled and he sat in the snow, silent, his hand clasped over the wizard's arm. Reaching out, he started clearing snow from above him and soon he pushed his head through the flakes to breath in the fresh air. He couldn't hear, there was snow packed so tightly into his ears, he didn't think he'd get it out until spring next year when it melted!
Snowy heads were popping up everywhere. Despite himself, Legolas smiled to see even the damn dwarf was alright. He knew in a couple of hours he would wish Gimli had fallen off a cliff but for now his joy to see everyone alright, though slightly frost bitten outweighed his hatred and annoyance. Climbing out of his tomb with some difficulty owing to the large pile up of snow under his clothing, Legolas reached out and pulled the small Dwarf out from under the snow.
"We must get off the mountain!" Boromir called. Legolas agreed, though still wondering if he'd just thought of that. "Make for the Gap of Rohan and take the west road to my city!"
"The Gap of Rohan takes us too close to Isengard!" Aragorn yelled back over the swirling wind and snow. Legolas was hardly listening. He was shaking his legs trying to get snow out of his leggings.
"If we cannot pass over a mountain, let us go under it." Legolas stopped shaking and looked down at the red-head below him. "Let us go through the mines of Moria." Oh yeah, that was intelligent. He'd heard some about Moria but…
"Let the Ring bearer decide." Gandalf called. Well, it could be worse, they could let Gimli decide. "Frodo?"
Legolas couldn't see the little Hobbit's face but the pause was enough. It was worried to…or really cold.
"We will go through the mines." He called. Legolas knew this was going to be a disaster.
"So be it." Gandalf answered. It took them a while to make it out of the deep snow and down the mountain.
"The walls of Moria." Gimli breathed. Legolas looked up and saw the large grey rock wall rising above them. From all Gimli had told him while they traveled down the mountain, he wouldn't shut up, Legolas was not feeling too excited. More dwarves, he could almost smell them…
To My Reviewers:
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