"Where are they?"
Solatiri looked up and down the river as she rode. So far, she had seen no sign of the Fellowship. There wasn't even a shred of evidence that they had passed down the river. Out of nowhere, she heard an animal howling in fear. Hoping it would be a sign someone was there, she headed in its direction.
"Boromir, is that you?" Solatiri asked.
She gasped and backed the horse away as she saw an army running through the woods. They were not Men. Neither were they Elves. This army was full of monsters. They did not look like Orcs. They looked like a cross between Orcs and Goblins. What were they doing out here?
Solatiri saw each and every one of those creatures wore white paint on their faces. A white hand…the white hand of Saruman! They must've been following the Fellowship. Solatiri knew if she was going to find Boromir, those creatures could lead her to him. She waited until the army past her before following them from a distance.
Night soon fell. After a whole day of rowing down the river, the Fellowship stopped for the night on the riverbank. The Fellowship huddled close together by the fire hoping to stay warm. Boromir felt uneasy. He felt eyes on them.
Aragorn watched as Boromir got up and looked out to the river. Was he thinking about Solatiri? Boromir hadn't spoken all day. Aragorn got up to talk to him until he saw movement in the water. There was a log with a pair of hands holding onto it.
"Gollum", Aragorn said. "He has tracked us since Moria. I had hoped we would lose him on the river. But he is too clever a waterman."
"And if he alerts the enemy to our whereabouts", Boromir said. "It will make the crossing even more dangerous."
He worried for Solatiri hoping she would be safe on her way to Gondor. He started thinking he should've let someone escort her home, but then again she would have none of it. He had to think of a way to make sure she would be alright. Boromir also missed his father and his brother.
Denethor…Boromir nearly forgot about his task. He was supposed to retrieve the Ring for his father. He still held hope that the Ring would protect his people.
"Minas Tirith is a safer road", Boromir said trying to get Aragorn to lead the Fellowship to Gondor. "You know that. From there we can regroup. Strike out for Mordor from a place of strength."
"There is no strength in Gondor that can avail us", Aragorn said getting tired of Boromir's suggestions.
"You were quick enough to trust the Elves", Boromir argued. "Have you so little faith in your own people? Yes, there is weakness. There is frailty. But there is courage also, and honor to be found in Men. But you will not see that."
Not wanting to hear anymore, Aragorn turned to leave. Boromir grabbed his arm, pulling him back.
"You are afraid! All your life, you have hidden in the shadows. Scared of who you are, of what you are."
"I will not lead the Ring within a hundred leagues of your city", Aragorn said.
Frustrated, Boromir released Aragorn having nothing more to say. He would not fail his father. He would bring the ring to Gondor one way or another.
short, i know. will Solatiri make it in time to save Boromir or will she fail?