Among the Stars

Chapter 5

(Not my meme)
I wake with a jolt and a pain goes through my eye and mouth. I jump up from my lying position and scan to room once more.

I see nothing new or of significant importance yet there was a platter of stale, worm infested bread with a brown liquid.

I stared it down and it burst into tears, covering my face with my hands. The salt stung at the open wounds on my mouth and eye.

"Ah~ ukhe finalpak riukeuk."
(Ah~ she finally rises.)

I jump up at the cruel voice and a small growl resonates from my throat.

He walks towards me and I look up when he reaches me. I closed my eye and put my head down. I feel a claw scrape across my pale face. Covering my open eye. My stitched eye does nothing but throb with old pain.

He laughs and hits my already sore back. I resist the urge to scream. Instead I keep my injured eye closed and my ears peeled. The wretched creature leaves with thunderous footsteps. I crumple to the ground, succumbing to my injuries.

This happens for several more years. 60ish I believe. I would get beaten everyday. Whips, hot irons, needles, knives, arrows, and sometimes poison. I was littered with scars from head to toe.

I see the door has been left open, I crawl over to it barely having enough chain to make it that far. I look to my arms and summon the little fire I can and direct it to my wrists where the shackles are.

The restraints pop off and I reach down and do the same with my legs. I stand shakily and hold the wall for support. With my head pounding and a will to get out of this forsaken place I take small, quiet steps towards the door. With every noise that I hear, I stop and listen, I jump, when I hear a mouse run across the floor, finally, I make it down the steps of the wretched castle.

I see the light of day and I sprint leaving Azog and his orcs behind. I ran through the forest, scared, tired, wounded, hungry, and most of all, wanting to see my family again. I ran for many days, how many I have no idea. I stop at night only to sleep for a couple of hours, plagued by nightmares.

I reach bag end at about midday, where many little people run about. I get the nearest hole in the ground and knock rapidly on the green door. A man greets me with a concerned expression. It makes sense, I'm hunched over, gripping my ribs, panting like a dog, and blood seeping out of open wounds.

He ushers me in and I follow the direction of his small hand leading mine along the way to his living area. He sits me on his couch and I lean back, wanting nothing more than to fall asleep and rest for many years. The hobbit comes back with many first aid things. He takes one look at me before beginning to stitch up my large wounds.

A few hours later I had fallen asleep and ended up with my mouth being bandaged (sort of), my eye with an eyepatch, stitches in my back, my leg in a splint and several stitches on my arms resulting in one of my arms limited movement. They were all covered in white bandages.

"Hello dear! Lovely to meet you, my name is Bilbo Baggins! What is your name?"

"I am called Koro. Nice to meet you Mr. Baggins."

"Your wounds aren't pretty, Miss Koro. You needed a lot of stitching."

I nod. I try standing up but Bilbo pushes me back down. I raise an eyebrow.

"You shouldn't stand too fast, missy. I set up a room for you though. If you stand up slowly and carefully then follow me until we reach your room. I will help you settle in then."

"Mr. Baggins I appreciate the assistance but I don't wish to be a burden. If you tell me which way to Rivendell I can be out of your hair."

He simply shakes his head and ushers me up slowly. He runs over to a corner when I'm on my feet, and he runs back over to me with a tall walking stick. Almost like Gandalf's scepter.

"Thank you Mr. Baggins. I will never forget your kindness."

I arrive at my room and immediately go to bed. I lay down and close my eyes. Falling into the land of dreams.

So sorry for the late update! I've had almost no motivation.