𝔏𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔈𝔩𝔳𝔢𝔰

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔗𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔳𝔢

The webs are getting thicker. I'm way out of Mirkwood. The air around me smells like its rotting. A sickness is starting to bloom. The trees around me are rotting and more as far as I can see. I let out a breath. Whatever is happening here, has been happening longer than a few years. I step over a couple of rocks. There's this feeling over me. One that I cannot fully describe. It feels like I am not alone. It's like a dark shadow over me. I look down.

There's blood and animals strewed around. Dead animals. I grip my bow. Something terrible happened here. As I walk, ash covers the ground. Webs were everywhere like roses. The air around smells burnt as it fills my nostrils. I hear a twitch. I take out an arrow quick as lightning. I turn around.

"I hope you're not going to shoot a wary traveler." Aragorn says.

I let out a breath as I lower my bow. 

"What are cin doing hi?" I ask.

(What are you doing here?)

"I tracked you easy enough." Aragorn says.

"You'd know I'd go." I say.

"And so did I!" Gimli runs forward.

"Hello Gimli. I'm surprised you caught up with me this quickly." I say.

"You are lucky we did! Suppose you go and get yourself killed!" Gimli huffs.

"Well, that won't be a problem now." I smile at him.

"I know this trail." Aragorn runs forward.

"I have as well. I had my suspicions for quite some time." I say coming up to him.

"I have feared where they lead." Aragorn says to me.

"Will you two care to let me in?!" Gimli yells.

"The webs Gimli. They lead to Dol Guldur." I say.