Silveria joins the battle for the lonely mountain and shows that not all dragons are evil and that even tho a dark lord creates them, it doesn't mean they'll serve him. She reunites with some she never thought would be friends and flys to the silver...
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Prologue
I amar prestar aen... The world is changed.
han mathon ne nen... I feel it in the water.
han mathon ne chae... I feel it in the Earth.
a han noston ned gwilith. I smell it in the air.
Much that once was is lost. For none now live who remember it.
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It began with the forging of the great rings. Three were given to the Elves, immortal, wisest, and fairest of all beings—seven to the mountain halls' Dwarf-lords, great miners, and artisans. And nine, nine rings were gifted to the race of Men, who above all else, desire power. Within these rings was bound the strength and will to govern each race. But they were all of them deceived, for another ring was made.
In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Sauron forged in secret a master ring to control all others. And into this Ring, he poured his cruelty, his malice, and his will to dominate all life.
"One Ring to rule them all." One by one, free lands in Middle-Earth fell to the power of the Ring. But some resisted. A last alliance of Men and Elves marched against the armies of Mordor, and on the slopes of Mount Doom, they fought for the freedom of Middle-Earth. Vast armies of Men, Elves, and Orcs assemble on the battlefield. Gil-Galad, Elrond, and Elendil regard their enemies as the orcs snarl back, taunting them. Then the Orcs attack the Alliance, rushing across the field that separates the two armies. Elrond gives the command to the elven archers to engage. "Tangado haid! Hado i philinn!" elrond orders. The Elves raise their bows and release a slew of arrows at the incoming orcs, taking down the first line of orc defense. As the wave of the orc infantry reaches the first line of the elven troops, the elves swing their swords up, slicing the orcs as they come, one after the other down the line. Soon the elves and the men are fully engaged in combat, taking down many orc troops.
The victory was near. But the power of the Ring could not be undone. Sauron strides onto the battlefield. Elrond looks up in trepidation. Towering over both elves and men, the Dark Lord brandishes a mace and shows the Ring of Power glowing on his finger. In fear, some of the warriors back off. Sauron wields his mace, hits a group of warriors, and sends them flying across the field. He repeats it with another fell swoop. Raising his sword to strike, Elendil attacks Sauron, but Sauron parries his blow and flings him against the rock, crushing him to death. Horrified, Isildur runs to his fallen father.
