☕︎ 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 ☕︎

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*Voiceover = Bold & Italics

*Elvish (if I can't translate it) = Italics

*Flashbacks = Underline

*Mindlink = Bold

*Dwarvish = Bold & Underline

| 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐩.𝐨.𝐯 |

Treebeard walks through the forest, carrying Merry and Pippin, residing them some poetry.

"O rowan mine

I saw you shine

Upon a summer's day

Upon your head

How golden-red

The crown you bore aloft

Such beautiful verse."He said after finishing as Merry yawned.

"Is it much further?"He asked.

"Bru-ra-hroom. Don't be hasty. You might call it far, perhaps. My home lies deep in the forest near the roots of the mountain. I told Gandalf I would keep you safe. And safe is where I'll keep you. I believe you will enjoy this next one too. It's one of my own compositions. Right."He starts as he clears his throat.

The Hobbits were already nodding off when he starts.

"Beneath the roof

Of sleeping *breathes heavily* leaves

And the dreams of trees *breathes heavily* unfold

When woodland halls are *breathes heavily* green and cool

And the wind is in the West *breathes heavily*

Come back to me *breathes heavily*

Come *breathes heavily* back *breathes heavily* to me

And say my land is best."He finished as and looks at the Hobbits who were fast asleep.

"Oh. Oh."He said quietly. He continues to walk until he got to a little clearing. He crouches down as he places the Hobbits on to the ground as they continue to sleep. "Sleep, little Shirelings. Heed no nightly noise. Sleep till morning light."He whispered to the Hobbits and stood back up.

"I have business in the forest. There are many to call. Many that must come."He says as he turns and starts walking through the forest. "The Shadow lies on Fangorn. The withering of all woods is drawing near."Treebeard said.

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Gimli, Stiles, and Legolas were resting as Gandalf and Aragorn stood watch. Gandalf was standing as he looks towards the distance where Mordor was as Aragorn stood up from his spot and walked towards him.

"The veiling shadow that glowers in the East takes shape. Sauron will suffer no rival. From the summit of Barad-dûr, his Eye watches ceaselessly. But he is not so might yet that he is above fear."Gandalf said as Aragorn turns his head towards him.

"Doubt ever gnaws at him. The rumor has reaches him: The heir of Numenor still lives. Sauron fears you, Aragorn. He fears what you may become."He told the man and Aragorn looked straight ahead.

"And so he'll strike hard and fast at the world of Men. He will use his puppet Saruman to destroy Rohan. War is coming. Rohan must defend itself. And therein lies our first challenge, for Rohan is weak, and ready to fall. The king's mind is enslaved, it's an old device of Saruman's. His hold over King Théoden is now very strong. Sauron and Saruman are tightening the noose. But for all their cunning, we have one advantage. The Ring remains hidden. And that we should seek to destroy it has not yet entered their darkest dreams. And so the weapon of the enemy is moving towards Mordor in the hands of a Hobbit. Each day brings it closer to the fires of Mount Doom. We must trust now in Frodo. Everything depends upon speed and the secrecy of his quest. Do not regret your decision to leave him. Frodo must finish this task alone."Gandalf said.

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