Epilogue

The orcs were a tide. We fought it, be it swept us around. I was pinned to the wall, when I felt a surge of power within me. The ork flew back and I felt exhaustion wash over me. How had I done that? The ring grew hot on my finger. The ring! Of course! It seemed to drain me though. I saw arrows fly, and knew Legolas and Gimi had arrived. We fought for a while until a horn split the air.

"The horn of Gondor!" Legolas shouted.

"Boromir!" Aragorn shouted. We struggled to Boromir and found him against a tree, dying. I felt tears slip down my cheeks, and forced myself to walk away from the scene. The Fellowship, was broken.

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Boromir went over the waterfall, and we felt sadness take hold.

"We must find Merry and Pippin!" I said, frustrated Legolas was refusing. Gimli grunted in agreement, and Aragorn nodded.

"Leave all that can be spared behind. We travel light." He looked up and smiled. "Let us hunt some ork!" We departed, determined to save our little hobbit friends.