Disclaimer in Chapter 1 - They may yet be alive.
Nin-dethro hîn, Mellon-nin.
Chapter 16 – It is a rather long story, Gimli.
"We've won!"
"They've done it!"
"Thank the Heavens above!"
The women, elderly and children of Rohan cried with joy as a guard had ran down into the caves to tell them of the joyous news. The Battle of Helms Deep was over and many hearts soared but some held fear for they did not know whether their husband's, grandfather's or son's still lived. It was to be only a small amount that would feel eternal happiness this day.
A hand apon Elrohir's shoulder made the youngest son of Elrond look up at the same face as his own. A small smile graced his lips as Elladan smiled at him, a smile so full of warmth and hope. Elrohir turned back towards his dear friend still lying completely still apon the stretcher, his wound closed from the healing the dark Lord gave to him as well as the stitching Elrohir had made very delicately over it.
"Is he going to be alright, Gwador?" Elladan asked as he knelt beside his brother, looking at the warm skin instead of the cold lifeless one he had seen not so long ago.
"He is going to fine." Elrohir sighed, placing a bloodied cloth to his right, neatly putting it with the others. "He has lost a lot of blood but he will recover thanks to Sauron's help." Elrohir than looked towards his brother, noticing the paleness on his twins face. "How are you feeling, Gwador?"
"I feel fine but I tire easy." Elladan admitted, knowing that if he told his brother a lie, an argument would start, leaving his twin the victor. "I will be fine in due time." The eldest son of Elrond smiled and then stood, wincing a little from his sprained ankle.
The wince never went unnoticed and Elrohir chuckled "I am going to have to see to that, 'Dan." He winked and then laughed as he brother rolled his grey eyes.
"I can never escape you, 'Ro." Both twins laughed and then took either end of the stretcher and carried their friend out of the caves and towards the healing halls, with the help of Éowyn guiding the way.
"Éowyn…!" Elladan shouted through the shouts and cries of many Men, women and children as they came out the caves of Helms Deep. "…Could you possibly find Estel for me?" He asked.
Elrohir watched as the many citizens of Rohan ran towards them beloved's and screamed with joy. His heart fell and he sent a prayer to all those that cried at the news of their beloved one's that lay dead on the streets and on the grounds. The youngest didn't understand why the King didn't let the people wait until after they had cleaned the mess up from the streets but why would he want to question human laws anyway?
"Estel, my Lord?" Éowyn turned her head back towards the eldest twin, her brow furrowed as she knew not of this person he spoke of.
"Ah, forgive me…" Elladan chuckled "…I forgot. I meant Aragorn, my Lady."
Éowyn nodded and then asked curiously "What does Estel mean?"
"It means hope in our language..." Elrohir answered first
"…He is the hope of Man…" Elladan continued.
"…For one day, he will become the greatest King…"
"…All will ever know." Elladan finished with a smile.
Éowyn looked at the two as they began to climb the stairs towards the Keep. She kept silent for a while as she tried to figure out what they had both said and then rolled her eyes, a smile also now apon her face "Do you two always do that?"
"I wonder how many times we have heard that, Gwador." Both twins spoke together and then laughed which made Éowyn laugh as well.
"Oi!" A gruff shout was made at the two Elves and maiden as they came to another set of stairs, the doors to the Keep almost within their eye site.
Elladan, Elrohir and Éowyn all looked at the Dwarf that was now waddling towards them.
"How rude of you all to leave me behind." Gimli growled and then walked alongside the stretcher the twins carried, Legolas still apon it.
"Please forgive us, friend Gimli..." Elladan started.
"…We did not mean too leave you." The youngest twin finished and both gave a smile to the Dwarf now walking with them.
Gimli looked away from the two and then ran ahead, with Éowyn and pushed open the great doors of the Keep to let the two Elves and their burden pass through.
When they all came inside, the site was something that made Éowyn gasp and the two Elves and Dwarf eyes widened at the scene. Uruk-hai lay dead along the side, trampled by what it seemed to be many horses and some of the uninjured had begun to pile the foul beasts up, making room for whatever injured person that walked in seeking healing. Many already lay on stretchers, bandaged and bloodied from what they had received from the beasts of Saruman.
A healer ran over towards the two Elves, maiden and Dwarf and asked if she could be any assistance as she saw the, what it seemed to be injured Elf on the stretcher they carried.
Éowyn explained to the healer about what happened and the healers eyes grew wide and she turned to look at the Elves bare chest, covered with thousands of scars as well as a fresh looking cut that had been sown and cared for. Éowyn also explained about the scars apon the Elves body, lying that they were battle wounds from many a year ago and would heal in the slow coming of time. The maiden also lied about what had actually helped heal Legolas for such a story about Sauron actually within the caves of Helms Deep, healing an Elf he was bound to because they both were stars would defiantly make the healer faint with shock and horror.
The women led the five over towards a free space in the main hall and then walked away when she was no longer needed.
Éowyn then left to find the ranger who would still be possibly out in the great plain, pilling up the dead carcasses of Uruk-hai or seeing to the wounded that lay out there.
Gimli watched as Elrohir checked Legolas' wound to see if any blood had escaped and then he sighed which made Elladan place a hand apon the Dwarf's small shoulder.
"What is worrying you, friend?" The eldest ask noticing the emotions that played within the Dwarf's eyes.
"I would like to know what happened." Gimli spoke, looking at the slight paleness of Elladan's skin. "What happened down there with Sauron?"
Elladan looked at his brother when Elrohir finished and he sighed. "It is a rather long story, Gimli."
"No matter how long it is, I want to know." Gimli folded his arms and pouted almost like a child wanting to know a secret that his parents hid from him.
"When we were in our younger years…" Elrohir sighed as he began "…Estel, I mean Aragorn, was only nineteen at the time and news had gone around that Legolas had been captured while he was out on patrol in Mirkwood…"
"…It was obvious that we were to go and look for him." Elladan continued "…We first arrived in Mirkwood and spoke to his Legolas' father, King Thranduil; we stayed the night and then went off in search for the Prince with sixteen of Thranduil most experienced guards."
"Was one of them called Tauriel?" Gimli asked out of the blue which made both twins furrow their brow and say…
"Yes…How did you know?"
"My father told me that she is the Captain of the Mirkwood guard and she is also a very good warrior." Gimli blushed a little but then asked for the twins to carry on with the tale about the Prince.
"Alright…" Elrohir chuckled and then continued "…We searched every part of the forest for weeks, even the area surrounding Dol Guldur for many feared that Legolas had been taken by the Dark Lord once again. It was only after the third week that we finally found him…"
"…He was being held in an Orc camp near the south western border of the great forest. We slaughtered every Orc that day and quickly brought him back to the Palace when we found out he had been brutally tortured as well as poisoned." Elladan was lost in the memory that he never heard the cries from women and children as they saw their injured husband's, son's and sibling's on the stretchers within the room. "…The head healer, Sadron, couldn't find the antidote and we then, later, took the Prince back to Imladris for our father to tend to…"
"…But little did we know, was that our father couldn't find the antidote either. All hope was lost that day until what you saw happen in the cave a few hours ago, happened before, many years ago…"
"It cannot be…" Elrohir had whispered from on the floor as he saw the dark Lord standing over their slowly dying friend.
"No!" Elladan yelled, fear gripping him. "You cannot be here! Why?!"
"Ah, the cries of horror fill my heart with such joy." The dark Lord turned back and faced the two sons of Elrond Peredhil.
"Why are you here?!" Elladan shouted once more which made Sauron laugh and face them both.
Elrohir quickly ran to his brother's side, gripping Elladan sleeve as fear crept into his very being.
"I cannot let my sweet Princeling die, can I now?" Sauron replied, the evil smile still apon his glowing features "Or do you want him to die?" The dark Lord asked and both twins' eyes widened in horror at the thought of their dear friend dying. "Didn't think so." Suddenly, the smile faded and the Lord turned back towards the blonde Prince on the bed "Do not interfere or you will regret it."
Both brothers watched as the Lord placed a hand on the Prince forehead and the other on Legolas' throat. The sons of Elrond were glad that their foster brother was in the Library with their father at this very moment for if Sauron saw Aragorn then he would've been killed instantly and the dark Lord would know where to look for him. A shadow engulfed their life-long friend and they watched as the shadow soon faded, the dark Lord turning to face them once more.
"Look after him and make sure he survives the night. Most of the poison is gone and the antidote you are looking for is a flower called 'Acaena Saccaticupula'. Your father should know of what flower I speak of." Sauron then grinned and walked towards the two identical brothers. "Now, who should I chose. Ah, you of cause." The dark Lord shot out his hand and wrapped his cold hand around Elladan's throat squeezing it hard so that the twin couldn't receive any air.
Elladan didn't know what hit him when the cold feeling of Ice suddenly blocked his air passage and the feel of the ground below him disappeared. He never heard his brother gasp in horror and then scream for their father. Soon, the eldest son could feel warmth slowly leave his body.
Footsteps could be heard from outside in the corridor towards the Prince's room. Sauron sighed "You have to ruin my fun, don't you young one?" The dark Lord smiled and let go of Elladan's throat sending him crumpling to the floor below with a loud thud. "Thank you for that, dear Elladan. Your energy is…quite sweet." The Lord laughed and watched as the door was thrown open and a worried Elf Lord ran in.
Elrohir, what is..." The Lord of Imladris never finished his sentence as he looked apon the form of the Dark Lord before him. His worried eyes now turning into one's filled with horror and anger "Annatar." The Lord of Imladris growled and didn't see the Balrog-slayer come up beside him, also wearing the same expression as his own.
"Elrond, how nice it is to see you again..." Sauron laughed "…And Glorfindel, how was the trip to Mandos' Halls? It has been awhile, dear friends."
Glorfindel's hand went to the sword on his belt but the fair hand of his lord in front of him, stopped him from running at the dark Lord and starting a small battle inside the Prince's bedroom. The blonde Elf looked at his Lord and then left the room when he understood what the Lord silently sent him.
"What are you doing here?" Elrond growled and walked towards his two sons.
"If you must know…" But Sauron never finished as he turn into a dark shadowed orb and went back inside the Prince's body. A faint laughter echoed the silent room and the Lord ran towards the Prince lying on the bed. Elrond took a pulse and furrowed his brow as he felt Legolas' pulse was and as it should be. The Lord turned back to his indetical sons…
"What happened?"
Elladan and Elrohir finished their tale and looked to the Dwarf who had just progressed everything they had just said.
Gimli cleared his throat after a long silence "Well…" He started "…That was indeed a long tale." He heard the twins sighed and saw smiles apon their ageless faces "I thank you both for telling me. I do not feel so in the dark anymore."
"You are most welcome, friend Gimli." Elladan placed a hand apon Gimli shoulder. They both watched as Elrohir excuse himself, walking over to help the gravely injured people of Rohan. Elladan did the same but went to help remove the bodies of Uruk-hai's that still lingered in the main hall; his sprained ankle was all but forgotten.
Gimli stayed with his dear friend and did not move. Occasionally a healer come by to see if Legolas was alright and Gimli told them he was fine and motioned them away. Leaving the two close friends together in silence.
"Éomer!" Théodred shouted as he ran towards his cousin, dodging all the bodies that lay apon the great plains of Helms Deep.
The marshal of the Riddermark dismounted from his steed and opened his arms to his cousin. After some seconds had passed, Éomer pulled away from his cousins warm embrace "It is great to see you in such good health, dear cousin." Éomer laughed.
"And it is great to see you as well." Théodred laughed along with the rider. Both noticed Aragorn coming towards them and Éomer bowed which made Aragorn smile slightly and raise a brow.
"Please, Éomer, there is no need for such a thing." Aragorn replied and watched as the rider stood up straight once more.
"I must thank you for everything." Éomer began "You have saved my cousin's life and most of all, the people of Rohan's. You have brought life back into my sister and I thank you for that." He the finished and bowed again but soon straighten up again and looked at the future King of Gondor. "Is my sister safe?" He asked.
"She went to the caves with the women and children along with the elderly." Aragorn said and smiled when he saw the rider sigh with relief. Something caught the ranger's eyes and he looked towards the causeway "I do not believe she is in the caves any more though." The Man pointed and both cousins looked towards the blonde maiden running down to meet them.
"Éowyn!" Éomer shouted at his sister and ran towards her, scooping her up in a great hug and twirling her around. "I have missed you so, dear sister." The rider kissed his sister's brow and heard her giggle and sniff, tears of joy slowly appearing in her blue eyes.
"They look like lovers some times." Théodred whispered to the ranger beside him "Don't you agree?" He heard the ranger laugh and both walked towards the two siblings.
"My Lord, Aragorn." Éowyn pulled out of her brothers embrace and then bowed in respect to the future King "The Lord's Elladan and Elrohir wished for you to see them in the Keep's main hall."
Aragorn furrowed his brow "My brothers?" He questioned "Are they hurt? Any injuries?"
Éowyn smiled but then it faded "Elladan has suffered a sprained ankle in the explosion and Elrohir is fine, my Lord. However…" She watched as the ranger's relieved face turned grave at her simple word "…Gimli broke his arm and a couple of ribs in the fall while Legolas was impaled by a stalagmite."
Aragorn's eyes widened at the news "They fell?" He whispered.
The maiden of Rohan nodded "When the explosion went off, they were sent into the hole it created thus making them fall to the caves below." Éowyn explained. "They are fine now, but…" She never finished as she saw a brown blur run past her "Aragorn!" She shouted after the ranger. The maiden went to go after him but a hand on her arm, by her cousin, stopped her in doing just that.
Aragorn ran quickly up the causeway towards the gate of Helms Deep. He avoided the stares he received from some of the injured that were sat apon the stone ground and the healers that helped them. He entered the gates and ran through the cities paths at full speed. He heard a fair Elven voice call his name and he looked back, slowed himself down as he saw the March-warden of Lothlórien running towards him.
"What is wrong?" Haldir asked as the ranger panted from the running he had just done.
"I need to see Legolas and Gimli." He turned away from the blonde-silver haired Elf and broke into a soft run.
Haldir ran up beside him, a slight worry spread through his eyes at the brief news the future King had just told him "You found them?"
"I did not." Aragorn turned and ran up the stairs "Éowyn told me below in the plains." When both Elf and ranger reached the top, they walked the rest of the way, mentally preparing themselves for what they were to find. The doors to the Keep were wide open and Aragorn caught a familiar figure pulling out a dead Uruk-hai body "Elladan!" He shouted and this caught his dear brothers attention.
Elladan looked up and smiled at his foster brother. He laid the dead beasts body with the others and brushed the blood from his hands onto his already dirtied leggings. "Finally decided to show yourself, Estel." The eldest son of Elrond joked and walked towards the ranger and clasped the man's arms. "It is good to see you once more."
"And yourself, dear brother." Aragorn replied and then looked down at the Elf's feet. "Éowyn told me you have a sprained ankle."
"Ah, don't worry about that." Elladan unclasped his brother's arm and moved towards Haldir. "Emel nin líro a' ear tanya lle ier alrhuy, mellon-nin" *My heart sings to see you are alright, my friend.* The eldest twin clasped hands with the March-warden of his Grandmothers and Grandfathers realm.
Haldir returned the greeting and then furrowed his brow "Mani aníral lle mokiud, mellon?" *What do you mean, friend?*
"Ada foresaw something before we left Imladris for Helms Deep and it spoke of your death." Elladan switched back into common and watched as Haldir's eyes grew wide "He saw you cut down by and Uruk-hai blade. You never closed your eyes in death." The twin explained and then unclasped the wardens arms "I am glad you are still alive and well. Oh, how my heart soars!" He through his arms into the air and watched as both Elf and Man smiled at him. The eldest son of Elrond motioned the Lothlórien Elf and mortal man to follow him inside the Keep towards where Gimli and Legolas would be.
As the three entered, they first looked towards Elrohir who had just finished with a man who had a bandage wrapped around his eye and mid-section. The youngest stood and walked towards the three, greeting them both and then walking towards the Prince and Dwarf.
"Now…" Elrohir stopped them, his brother walking off towards the place where Legolas and Gimli were placed. "…Due to what happened in the caves, Legolas is in healing sleep and will be for a couple of hours. He is healed and there has been no problems since then. Gimli has also received treatment and is completely fine. It just may take awhile for his arm and ribs to heal." The youngest twin finished and then faced back towards his brother and two friends on the ground, Aragorn and Haldir right behind him.
Elrohir went and sat beside his brother as Aragorn and Haldir knelt on the other side beside the now sleeping Dwarf. Aragorn looked down at his dear friend and noticed his bare, scared chest and the stitched wound on his mid-section. He was grateful about what his brother had done but he noticed that the twins were keeping something from him.
The ranger would have to ask them later, for now, all that mattered was healing the injured and tending to the dead.
"He doesn't look too happy, does he Pip?" Merry asked as he walked towards he cousin within the murky waters that now lay around Isengard.
"Not too happy at all, Merry." Pippin answered with a smile apon his face as both cousins looked up at the white Wizard, frantically looking out at the many trees that walked among his home grounds and the one-sided war that had just taken place.
"Still…" Merry placed his hands on his jacket, holding his head high as he felt a sense of victory wash over him once more. "…I suppose the view would be quite nice from up there."
"I must agree with you, dear cousin." Pippin smiled as he felt high and mighty although he was on the floor within the waters while Saruman still had control of his tower. "Do you think we should ask Treebeard if we should storm this black tower?" He questioned as he saw Fangorn walking towards him and his cousin.
"I don't see why not." Merry replied "Treebeard?" The sandy haired Hobbit looked up towards the tree now in front of them "Why don't we storm his tower?"
"Oh no, little Hobbits. We would never…Do such a foolish thing." Treebeard answered as his eyes grew large.
"And why not?" Pippin pressed, wondering why the tree and his wooden friends wouldn't do something as simple as that.
"For one, young Hobbits, that even a defeated Wizard…Is a powerful Wizard." Treebeard's voice was wise and full of much knowledge "Two, is that young master Gandalf…Has told me that we must leave this…Wizard locked up in his tower and three…" Fangorn then let out a booming laugh "…None of us here, not including yourselves, could fit through such a tiny door!"
Merry and Pippin mentally smacked themselves. How could they both forget such a simple thing? Both then watched as Treebeard went back and started to walk the grounds once more, patrolling like he did some time ago.
Merry raised a hand to his forehead and slowly pulled it away from his head towards his cousin's in front of him. He then pulled it back and just when Pippin turned and questioned "What are you doing?" He quickly pulled a leaf from his hair and flicked it to the water below. "Nothing…" The eldest cousin answered with a smile. "The worlds back to normal, that's all."
"No, it isn't." Pippin frowned and brought a hand to his stomach "I'm starving."
"Good luck trying to find something decent around here." Merry grabbed a basket that floated beside him, full of rotten leaves from the many trees that the Orcs had burned from the ground below. "Probably dead rats and mouldy bread" The Hobbit threw out the leaves and sulked, not noticing Pippin grabbing an apple that floated beside him and look to the heavens above just in case it had fallen from the sky just like last time.
Pippin smiled and then looked down to find more apples floating towards him. He grabbed two more before Merry began to notice and both scooped up as many as they could find, placing them in the basket that Merry had with him. Pippin then picked up a floated cooked chicken and placed it in the basket. None of them took care of the path they took and they both then looked up in wonder as they saw the hundreds of fresh fruits, veg, cooked meat as well as fine drinks and sweets.
"Saruman's storeroom!" Merry exclaimed and laughed along with his cousin with joy.
"We've hit the Jack pot!" Pippin shouted with laughter.
Night had slowly begun to approach the rangers and the two Hobbits that walked along with them. The creature Gollum had been found hiding behind a tree from where they found the two Halflings.
"Look!" A ranger shouted from in front of the traveling band "Osgiliath burns!"
"Mordor has come." Another whispered at Frodo's left but the poor Hobbit couldn't see what they all looked at for the blind fold around his eyes obstructed his view. They had been walking for many hours now without any rest and the Halfling was tiring fast. His feet felt heavy and his muscles ache. He needed rest and needed it quickly. The small Hobbit knew his dear friend felt the same.
"Let us go!" The voice of the ranger, who Frodo knew was their leader, shouted to his friends and loyal followers "Quickly!" The young Hobbit felt himself being lifted into the air and he could hear the cries from Gollum as the creatures screamed from either being pulled or pushed forward.
After another hour had passed, the group of rangers reached the burning city and returned to their post, putting on their Gondorian armour and preparing for the worst that was to come.
The leader of this band led the two Hobbits and creature within the heart of the city receiving many stares from the injured gauds that lined the streets. He was glad that the Orcs had chosen not to attack the city at this very point in time for many of the wounded needed tending and the reinforcements had not yet arrived.
"Faramir!" The ranger looked towards his dear friend and close companion, Aldrych, as the man ran towards him "Orcs have taken the eastern shore. Their numbers are too great. By the height of the afternoon sun, we will be overrun."
The leader of the rangers, now known as Faramir, now led what was left of his men, that hadn't gone off to stand in their positions, towards a small room from inside a broken building within the City. Faramir drew of his hood and placed his bow and quiver against a wall, walking towards a stone table "What news?" He asked and watched as his friend came towards him, unfolding a map and placing it on the table before him. He did not care for the troubled beings behind him.
"Our scouts report that the army of Saruman attacked the stone fortress of Helms Deep." Aldrych told his captain beside him pointing to the fortress on the map as well as the tower of Isengard. He saw his Captain look at him, confused why the white Wizard would attack such a place without reason "King Théoden's people had fled to Helms Deep for the threat of their own city, Edoras, was great."
Faramir nodded at the news he was receiving.
"They have also reported that the war was won and the people of Rohan our now safe and out of danger for another battle took place in the heart of Isengard, but…" Aldrych then dragged his finger down the map from the Dead Marches, along the great Anduin and hovered it directly above the City they were in. "We must look to our own borders. Sauron is marshalling an army. Easterlings and Southrons are passing through the black gate." The man then pointed to the black gate of Mordor.
"How many?" Faramir then ran a hand through his hair.
"Some thousands." Aldrych answered "More come every day."
Frodo heard the conversation take placed and fidgeted within the hold of the ranger that held him by the shoulders. Where the Ring was apon his chest, it burned his skin as he could feel it growing heavier. He knew he and Sam were close to Mordor for the seductive voice of the Ring had grown louder.
"Choose a path you seek to see."
Frodo shook his head to rid the thoughts but no matter how hard he tried, the thoughts stayed.
"Who's covering the river to the north?" Faramir pointed to the river, tapping his finger heavily apon the piece of thick paper.
"We pulled five hundred men away from here and towards there." Aldrych pointed also to the river. "The reinforcements will be here before sun rise. If the City is attacked by then, we won't hold it."
Faramir sighed "Gondor is weak, dear friend." The ranger whispered "Sauron will strike us soon and he will strike hard. He knows that our country alone does not have the strength to repel him. Rohan might have won the Battle but a bigger battle is going to take place very soon I fear." The captain looked up at his dear friend and smiled sadly. He felt Aldrych place a hand on his shoulder and then it left, his dear friend walking out of the room, shouting orders at the men who stood waiting for their commands. Faramir turned and saw the two Hobbits and creature and nodded to his two guards, silently telling them to release their bonds and blind folds.
Sam rubbed his aching wrist and watched as his dear friend did the same. The blonde Hobbit saw the guard that still held Gollum lead the creature over towards a candle stand on the wall and wrap the rope around it, tightening it for none of the men wanted the creature to escape.
"My men believe you to be Orc spies." Faramir leaned against the table and waited for an answer to the small beings that stood rubbing their aching wrist and blinking to try and focus on the darken light that spread throughout the room.
"Orc spies!" Sam exclaimed angrily "Now wait just a minute."
:O! Sam and Frodo are spies…No way! ;) Ahaha anyway, I hope this chapter was better than the last. I felt a lot better today as me and my friend talked about what happened and we cleared a few things up :) The only thing now is to talk to the other person, come Monday and sort out what he is going through :/ I have such a good life ;)
I would like to thank all my reviewers for the lovely comments and support :D I actually love you all! *big hugs to each and every one!*
Things you need to know?
1. Sauron- You all asked for him and here you go ;) I will make sure he is in the next chapter also because I feel that Leggy needs to talk to him ;D
2. Acaena Saccaticupula- (It means blue haze) It's a flower found in New Zealand and I thought what a perfect plant to have in the Story ;) I made up its properties :3
3. Aldrych- I made this guy up considering I couldn't find the actual name of the man Faramir was talking to during this scene.
That's it, I think? o.o
Reviews;
BrightWatcher; I am glad they were ;D You don't remember her?! :O…Oh my ;) Awww thank you and hopefully I have sorted everything out :) I will pass my regards on to that silly ranger ;D x
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Jasperslittlesister; I was hoping to get to a more interesting time in the parts with Merry and Pippin. I wanted to add the major points in instead of writing something we all know already without a twist xD I would love a Ent as a friend! ;D It would be so cool *-* I hope this update was soon ;D x
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Faramir, BrightWatcher sends her regards.
Faramir: Tell her I said "Thank you for looking after me!" :3
No.
Faramir: But… ;-; …Why?
Because you are being punished at the moment…
Faramir: Oh… :( …Okay…
;)
Namarië!