ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔉𝔦𝔣𝔱𝔶-𝔗𝔴𝔬

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"What was that Aragorn?" Gimli asks me.

"I... I have no idea." I breathe.

"What devilry power was that?" Radagast asks.

"At least he didn't hit the ground." Gimli points out.

"Yes, I suppose there is that." Radagast mutters.

That was... I have never seen that before. It was... what kind of witchcraft? That power... to transform into another creature, I have heard before, but never have I see a man or elf can transform into a mighty eagle. I'm really truly god smacked. It doesn't make any sense. My mind was spinning.

"How is this possible?" I mutter. 

I hear a noise behind me. I take out my sword. I realize I'm not pointing it at an orc or any other beast. It's a small fawn. What is a fawn doing all the way out here? I step forward. I see his eyes. They reflect something. I let out a breath.

"What is a little creature out here doing?" Gimli asks.

"It is following us." I say.

I reach for it. The little fawn draws back. It's still timid.

"It is not following us." Radagast says.

We turn to him. 

"It's following him, Legolas." Radagast says.

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