"The Fellowship is broken. Frodo and Sam are on their way to Mordor. Boromir is dead. Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli are on their way to Rohan. Merry, Pippin and me have been taken captive by orcs.
While on his journey to destroy the One Ring, Frodo f...
The sky was a dark blue and a full moon shone brightly. There were no stars to be seen. The Uruks had stopped for the night and they set up a camp.
Merry, Pippin and I were released from their clutches. I was still unconscious. The Uruk-Hai that had been carrying me dropped me onto the ground. I fell with a loud thud.
Merry and Pippin were crawling on their hands and knees. Their hands had been bound together with a piece of dirty rope. The two had found my pale and lifeless body lying on the cold, wet ground right in front of them.
"We ain't goin' no further 'till we've had a breather!" an Uruk complained.
"Get a fire going!" said Uglúk, the leader of the Uruk-Hai.
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Pippin ducked his head and crawled towards Merry. "Merry! Merry!"
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"I think we might have made a mistake, leaving the Shire, Pippin." Merry whispered.
"Merry, how are we going to rescue Brianna?" Asked Pippin, in despair.
"I'll figure something out." Said Merry, wearily.
A low, groaning sound erupted from a tree nearby that was being chopped by an Uruk-Hai with a large, rusty axe.
"Merry, What's making that noise?" Pippin asked, curiously.
"It's the trees." Merry replied. " You remember the Old Forest? On the borders of Buckland? Folks used to say that there was something in the water that made the trees grow tall, and come alive."
"Alive?" Said Pippin.
"Trees that could whisper, talk to each other. Even move." Merry continued.
