"You admit you are one of the traitorous Elf-friends, then?" Stanley demanded.
In a state of shock, Aurora spends the night with the wood elves and the two hobbits, and decides to go to Rivendell.
"Really, you pig headed man?" laughed Vanya. "You think that Sauron couldn't just walk into Gondor and take back what he made?"
Frodo never really wanted an adventure, and now he's getting walloped with a doozy of a quest. In Bag End with Gandalf.
"I am still prisoner here, my lord?" I enquired somewhat pointedly. A statement of my perception at that moment it was, though I knew it not the case.
Chief Steward Halmed successfully suppressed the yawn that threatened to erupt...............
Being the Tale of five fanatics, their companions, their adventures, and their angst.
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"I'd rather have the ring go to Mordor than see it in the hands of an elf!"
I really must thank you, Barron. I didn't trust anyone else with something as important as this."
As she was walking down the lower passage towards the palace gates, an eerie voice called out to her from a dark, bone-chilling room. "Silvren." Silvren stopped dead in her tracks, staring straight a head as a chill running up her spine and goosebumps breaking out on her arms as she slowly turned her head towards the doorway. A tall, dark figure appeared with eyes glowing fiery red, evil lurking beneath them.
A young girl resorts to dreaming to escape her life at home. She makes a wish, unaware of her past, and her destiny in a distant world. I hope it won't be too confusing to read, because I use a lot of flashbacks.
Faye had seemingly forgotten Ancalima and the others were still standing there. With a sudden, wild cry, she whipped around and lashed out at the statue, smashing the cloth-draped tray into oblivion. Maida, who had appeared at some point during Elladan's speech, gave a loud gasp of shock. "Faye, no!" she cried mournfully. "The watcher of Narsil. . ."