I remove the cloak from the eye. I grab the black orb. It's time to end this war. I will do whatever it takes to end this barbaric war. For too long has Sauron plagued these lands. I do not fear the evil of this powerful weapon. I do not fear the fire. The eye ingites. It looks at me.
"For too long you have haunted me." I say.
It speaks in the black tongue of Mordor. Though, it is hard to make out.
"I am the one you seek. I am Aragorn son of Arathorn. I am the heir of Gondor." I say.
I hold up the sword.
"The Blade of Narsil has been reforged." I say.
The eye shows me Isildur and how he cut off the ring. How he saved Middle Earth, I know he fears this sword. I am the heir of Isildur. I can no longer defy my destiny. I shall bring forth a new age of men. A united version. But first, this evil must perish.
Then the image changes. I see Awren lying motionless. My hands start shaking. The eye seemed to talk to me in a language I can understand. "I know what you fear as well" No... this cannot be. I drop the eye in a startle and my necklace drops just as the dream I had prescribed. I gasp in the air.
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FantasyThis is slightly different from the original movies because I am too scared to follow the rules because these movies have complicated lore. Legolas is the main character because he's practically invincible in the movies. Well, I'm changing that. Sau...
