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⚚I never thought you would fall, but here I am, missing you while wandering on my own⚚

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You glared at the door. The smell of orcs filled your sensitive nose. You had never met those foul creatures besides, but you knew there weren't up to any good. Your sword glinted in the dim sunlight that shone thru a small crack in the solid rock wall. Soon enough, the battle began. You slashed, beheading where ever you went. The hobbits had crept away fighting the orcs on the small platform when the troll came.

An ugly fat cave troll indeed. A chain around its neck and a weapon of some short if kind in its hand. You scrubbed your nose in disgust, besides confining killing the rocs. The troll went after Boromir first, then Aragorn. Legolas then was the next on its list. It had chained stuck its leach at a Pilar, allowing légalos to use it and climb up and onto the troll's shoulder. He shot an arrow and thrived on getting thru to its brain, but its skip was to think, and it only roared in anger and tried to take him down.

You dint know what happened, but beside you knew it, Aragon was down on the ground but lucky only unconscious. Frodo, on the other hand, was about to get stabbed by a spear the troll had brought in its side by Aragorn. Your eyes widened as the troll rushed the spear right into Frodo's stomach. He groaned beside falling. Anger erupted you, and you slashed hated than before.

Eventually, every orc had either fled or was dead. The troll had called by a squash from your sword and an arrow thru its mouth. You rushed to Frodo, turning him over. Soon Aragorn was back and rushed to your side. Frodo gasped for air as your hands made contact with bud skin, and you let a small smile bloom on your lips in relief. "I'm okay; I'm not hurt" he sighed and sat up. "How could you survive that? That spear should've screwed a wild boar," Aragorn said, and you sent him a flare.

"I think there's more to this hobbit than it appears. "You said and smiled at Frodo. He stayed quiet but drew aside his jacket to show a mithril shirt. "You're full of surprises, Master Baggins," Gimli said while smiling in amusement. But this small happy liner was cut short by the sound of more orcs growling. "To the bridge of Kaza-Dúm!" Gandalf, sis sand, you all rushed towards the bridge.

But the stairs that led to the bridge were gone partly. Boromir stopped before tumbling down. You caught him by his shirt and dredged him back into the fast ground. He gave you a nod of appreciation, and you all continued running towards the bridge you dint know would the fall of your wizard friend. You could feel it. The presence of the blog was unabated. Its dark soul is angering you greatly, but thanks to the company of your friends, you stayed calm enough to run.

The bridge came, and first Legolas jumped over, so you and then Boromir with pippin and merry. Then Legolas beacons Gimli, and he jumped but tripped on some loose stone. But lucky Legolas grabbed him by the beard, "not the beard," Gimli yelled in frustration, but he got onto the excellent ground again. Aragorn was the next with Frodo. (Yea, Gandalf is over already). The stone structure crumbled under their feet as the balrog came closer. "Steady now," Aragorn told Frodo, and they leaned backward until they jumped over the gap and sucedkt landed beside you.

(Going to skip the Balrog scene cause I get sad╯﹏╰p('⌒｀｡q)

You ran out of morias gates. You had to stop to catch your breath—you were breathing unstable. You didn't see this would come. Your friend fall, that was not what you had hoped or for seen. You sighed and gathered your breath, and looked over at your companions. Sam sat weeping a few feet away and pippin and merry huddles up together, also crying.

Legolas had a shocked expression on his face. Aragorn a little sadness and Boromir sitting on the ground with his head in his hands. Gimli was weeping slightly. "Legolas, y/n. Get them up," Aragorn said as he walked past us both and patted our shoulders. My eyes followed him, but I said nothing. I sighed before walking over to pippin and merry, patting their shoulders and asking them to stand up.

"Give them a moment for pity's sake!" Boromir exclaims. "By nightfall, these hills will be swarming with orcs; we gotta get to Lothlorien," Aragorn retorted and hoisted Sam up. "C'mon, Sam," he said and patted his shoulder before looking for Frodo. "I'll take care of it," you said and patted Pippin's shoulder before going over to where you saw Frodo stand alone. "Frodo, darling. We gotta go," you said softly and placed a hand on his shoulder.

He looked to you, his eyes glistening in unshed tears. He didn't say anything, just stared into your deep ocean blue eyes. They somehow found comfort in it. Full of wisdom, they were. You only smiled and pulled him into your frame. He wrapped his hands aorund you and placed his face in your chest. "We can't stay here; let's go before we end up dead," you whispered in his ear and let go of him.

Frodo nodded, and you looked back at your other companions to see them already looking at you two. You smiled at them, saying that all was okay. Aragorn nodded, and you guys started your way towards the house of the lady of the light.

-time skip-

When you entered the forest, you felt the magic flowing of the trees in waves. You felt at home. A place was full of charm. That was your element. "Be careful, little hobbits. They say it's a sorceress of the elven kind in this forest. An elf-wich of terrible power. It says that any who look upon her get spelled." Gimli grumbled. I then noticed Frodo slowing down beside me. "Master Baggins?" I asked and turned aorund.

He looked up at me with his clear blue orbs. They were scared. He had heard her voice. You sighed and offered a hand. Frodo took it, and you held him close to you to calm him down. Suddenly, your ears picked up the swift sound of feet. Elves. And your senses were correct; not long after was arrows pointed to your faces. An Ellon with white golden hair stepped forth.

"The dwarf breathes so loud; we could've shot him in the dark," the Ellon says. You only look at him. You don't even care about the arrows pointed at your throat. "We're not enemies. We're here to talk to the lady of light," Aragorn says, addressing the elven guard. He looks at Aragorn, nodding before beckoning us to follow them.

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Short I know. Next chap, they're going to meet the lady of light! Yay!

-Saph