I am not sure whether the original spelling was Sahkar, or Sakhar, so which ever comes first in each chapter will be the spelling that going into that chapter's copyrighted stuff list. Both spellings are copyrighted, though.
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COPYRIGHTED STUFF:
Sahkar Kloubniki
Naeniver Bunce
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Book: The Fellowship's Journey
Chapter: 1
Chapter name: Beginnings Into Distress
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Sahkar the Elf, Radagast the Wizard, and Naeniver the Hobbit were at Rivendell to see what Elrond has summoned them for. Elrond told them all about what has happened concerning Frodo and the Ring. The three had decided to depart with Frodo and help him on his quest to destroy the Ring. Elrond warned them of all the perils that they might encounter, but they all agreed to help Frodo.
"There are many paths to Mordor," said Elrond. "It is up to you to choose the right path. Before you go I'd like to give you these items that may help on your journey. For you, Sahkar, this Elvish Whip. And for you Radagast, Steel Chain Mail. And Naeniver, you shall receive this hobbit sized Bow and Quiver along with 15 arrows. Do not feel obligated to keep these gifts for you may find better, stronger equipment."
Soon after receiving their gifts from Elrond they departed at dusk. They started southwards. Frodo still hadn't decided whether they should climb Caradhras over the Misty Mountains or go through the Mines of Moria where the Dwarves live. The Dwarves are selfish and may not let them pass, while climbing Caradhras could be incredibly dangerous. Having not made up his mind yet, the group continued southwards.
Naeniver sat up. was that Frodo in the darkness? Yes, it was. "What are you doing Frodo?"
Frodo whirled about. "Oh, I, was just, thinking."
Naeniver sat down beside him. "'Bout where to go? Moria or Caradhas?"
Frodo sighed and looked east. "Yes. What do you think, Naeniver?"
Naeniver sat for a moment."Well, Caradhas is snowy, cold and slow. But Moria is also dangerous. It's old, you know."
"Yes, I know."
Naeniver shifted her position on the rock and looked at Frodo."Perhaps the others will have advise." She smiled. Even in the dark, Frodo saw, and smiled too. "Well," Naeniver began,"we had better go to sleep, or else we will be tiered on the morn." She laughed softly. It felt good to laugh. Frodo and Naeniver stood and went to their own mats.
"Good night, Naeniver."
"Good night, Frodo." Naeniver replied softly Then she was lost in sleep.
Radagast awoke early on the morning of the seventh and was greeted with a surprise. Though the others lay sound asleep, Frodo was sitting on a rock a small ways from camp gazing east in the direction of the Misty Mountains. Radagast made his way to Frodo and said, "You've awoken early this morn, it is not yet the second hour."
"Yes, and I have yet to breakfast, Naeniver has yet to fully ration our food." , replied Frodo. Silence followed as Frodo turned south-east and gazed in the direction of the entrance of the Mines of Moria, then said, "I still cannot decide... Radagast do you have wisdom in these matters? And if so please share it."
Radagast heaved a great sigh and sat next to Frodo. "To take the road of Caradhras would be the swiftest, yet it is fraught with dangers." said Radagast in a solemn voice. He continued saying, "Yet we would be gladly accepted by the dwarves in Moria, even Sahkar because he travels in good company. But I must warn you of a rumor. They say, a great catastrophe befell the dwarves, and at the time when I first heard it, not even Sauron's army could fell the gates of Khazad-dum. Many suspect goblins but I feared a greater foe was Durins bane. But perhaps this is just an old wives-tale, or a trick of the Enemy. As for wisdom in this matter, I would advise that we turn east towards Caradhras. Snow drifts and cold nights would be far easier to bear, than the possibility of a great host of enemies awaiting us at the Mines. Bear in mind, that as the Ring-bearer, only you can make this decision", finished Radagast.
Frodo arose and said, "The others have awakened, perhaps food will aid my decision."
Sakhar awoke to the voice of Radagast consulting Frodo. "Bear in mind, that as the Ring-bearer, only you can make this decision."
Sakhar's feelings to where they should go had been made the night before, and she intended to tell Frodo. Once Sakhar was fully awake, and Frodo had ceased talking with Radagast, she made her way over to the ring-bearer who was downing some unrecognizable hobbit food, yet stopped when the elf walked up to him. Sakhar had always wondered how those short creatures from the Shire were able to eat so much. "I trust you had a good night's rest?" the tall elf asked.
"Good enough." Frodo replied.
"Have you made your decision yet?" Sakhar curiously inquired. If Frodo's choice was the same as hers, maybe her input would not be needed.
"No, but I must soon," the hobbit said.
"I do believe Caradhras would be best, for I do no think my presence would be accepted by those bearded dwarves."
"Radagast thinks they would allow you into their halls, considering the others in the fellowship." Frodo stated.
"I would prefer Caradhras, it would be closer. Besides, I have heard of a great evil that dwells in the places of the mines. Of course, you are the one that will make the decision. I must help the others gather their belongings." Sakhar walked off, hoping she had helped Frodo with making up his mind.
When the company reached Hollin, Frodo made his decision. "Our mission is to be in secret," he said. "And I think the best path path for secrecy would be the Mines, but I don't think the Dwarves will allows us to pass. They only care about themselves and their gold. And when they see Sakhar, I doubt they will even consider letting us pass. It would be a waste of time and effort. So we shall go through Caradhras."
That day Naeniver took the first watch while the others slept. She gazed at the giant mountains for awhile. When she saw the fire getting kind of low she poked the wood a little with her sword to keep it burning a little while longer. Then her eyes started to wander when she saw in the sky a large black patch in the south. She thought maybe her eyes were tricking her when she realized that it was a large group of black crows flying about as if looking for something and getting closer. Naeniver tip-toed to the edge of the cliff that the fellowship were resting on, and peered into the darkness toward what seemed to be crows. As she scanned the horizon, she saw them again. Yes, she thought,they are birds. And they seem to be searching for something. She jumped away from the edge of the cliff, and started to put out the fire. "Radagast! Sakhar! Get up! Frodo!" She quietly hissed. She finished putting out the fire, and rushed to the others. "Get up!" She shoved at Frodo in her haste attempt to get them all awake. In the distance, she could hear the crows calling out in their loud voices.
Off to the side, Sakhar stirred, then sat up. "What is it?" She said sleepily.
"Crows! I think they're searching for something! Us!" Naeniver said as she helped Frodo to his feet. Radagast awoke to the sound of Naeniver's cry and immediately sprang into action "Spies of the south! Hide!" Radagast shouted. "Frodo, to me. Make haste". The three of them grabbed their belongings and dashed for cover. Sakhar ran over to the fire to make sure it was no longer burning, while the others hid themselves under the unusually shaped rocks. Seeing how fast the birds were approaching, the elf ducked under a rock without hesitation. She quickly hid, and not a moment too soon. For the birds flew quickly overhead, seemingly searching for the unseen. The crows' blood-curdling screeches filled the air, and Sakhar couldn't help wondering over what evil possessed the creatures The crows soared over head, circled twice then flew south,crowing as they went.
When the birds were out of the Company's sight, Radagast arose and said, "Goodness! That was close!" Radagast said in relief. "Well done Naeniver. As for the crows," he paused "we'd better keep a close eye out from now on."
"Could we not eat before we depart", said Naeniver.
"Nay my stout friend, you must bear your hunger for now", said Sakhar. "We will eat later."
"They were crebain," said Radagast later that day. "I think they are spying out the land. We should move again this evening. Hollin is being watched."
"I agree," Frodo said. "This place feels very unwelcoming."
A few days later, while climbing Caradhras, it started snowing heavily and it got incredibly cold. Frodo could barely see a few feet in front of him and a great sleepiness came over him. He became fully wake again when Sakhar pulled him out of a nest of snow.
"We have to build a fire," shouted Sakhar in the wind.
"If we build a fire now any watching eyes could see us," responded Radagast. "I do not think that building a fire would maintain secrecy. Let us ask the Ring Bearer what we should do," said Radagast.
"If we don't start a fire, we'll freeze!" Naeniver shouted over the wind to Frodo.
"Yes," he said," but if we start a fire someone might see us."
"Well, who cares?" Naeniver called back." At least we won't die from this snow. And I doubt anybody will see through this wind anyway."
"There are eyes that are not hindered by wind and snow", said Radagast.
"I shall not perish if we do not build a fire, yet I fear for the hobbits," Sakhar stated. "They will not last long in this weather." Frodo and Naeniver shivered as they nodded in agreement.
"I do believe building a fire would be wise." said Naeniver.
"Perhaps The Eye will not be watching." said Radagast.
"We shall build a fire," decided Frodo. "This storm is too unbearable. Especially for Naeniver it seems."
Once the fire was made the company no longer worried about watchers. Their hearts were rejoiced to see the light of the fire, but the wood burned quickly.
After the fire burned low, the company was getting ready to start climbing again. The snow grew less until it finally stopped. Dawn was coming upon them as the light of the sun dimly lit the sky. The path behind them had been lost, and the mountains above were hidden in clouds still heavy with snow.
"The path ahead is going to be harder than what we've experienced so far," Sakhar said rather discouraged.
"I do not like the looks of things," spoke Naeniver, "but maybe it will clear up," she said with hope.
"I don't know now what we should do," Frodo said as he was trying to decide. "We've come so far only to find a harder road ahead. I would feel responsible if anything happened to any of you. I do not want to take you anywhere that is against your will, and my mind is still weak from the storm. Why do these kinds things get laid on the shoulders of one who is so weary? Could any of you please help in aiding my decision?"
"Well," Naeniver said,"in my opinion, i would prefer a place not so cold!"At this she shiver even harder."But,being just one,and a small one at that,either way shall work. And we've come this far. Surely the rest can't be much harder. Maybe even easier."Naeniver sighed."But for only a bit of the spice cake and tea in my hobbit home, or even a bed would be nice."
Radagast sighed. "Possibly we shall nibble at something later. But now a decision needs to be made." The others nodded.
Frodo spoke up,"And it needs to be quick."
"My view holds the way I think we should go next. I believe Caradhras would be much safer than the mines of Moria, yet death may come swifter on this mountain amidst the snow." Observing Naeniver's apparent hunger, Sakhar reached into her pack, broke a piece of waybread in half and slipped it to the hobbit behind her back. Naeniver spotted the food with great delight, and her eyes glowed with wonder. A gigantic smile spread across her face, then without hesitation, she quickly devoured the food. Sakhar, not wanting the waste food, slowly chewed on the other half of her piece. Sakhar looked around her and viewed the snows' continuous falling, her long dirty-blond hair flowing through the air with the force of the wind. "I'm willing to risk not able to personally go through the mines, this weather seems to increase in becoming even more unbearable."
"If we go on, then decide to turn back, our way may be blocked by unsightly perils." Radagast said.
"Turning back may be a wise decision." Sakhar stated, willing to risk going through the mines, for the lives of the others in the fellowship.
