The Fellowship of the Ring (Finished but Editing)

A Journey in the Dark I

The road became darker as Gimli continued to lead. "Dwarf doors are invisible when closed." He lightly tapped on the rock wall with his axe.

Gandalf nodded. "Yes, Gimli, their own masters cannot find them if their secrets are forgotten."

"Why doesn't that surprise me?" Legolas stepped forward, and Caleniel let out a small laugh.

Gimli made a low growling sound. Gandalf stopped in front of a wall between two trees.

He ran his hand down the smooth rock. "Now, let's see. Isildin. It mirrors only starlight and moonlight." He looked up, and cloud revealed the moon behind it. The door began to glow with the light of the moon. He turned back to the rock. "It reads, 'The Door of Durin, Lord of Moria, speak, friend, and enter."

"What do you suppose that means," asked Merry.

"It's quite simple. If you are a friend, you speak the password, and the doors will open." Gandalf touched the door with the tip of his staff. He began speaking in another language.

We all waited a moment, and nothing happened.

Gandalf raised his hands and said something else. The door still did not open. Legolas exchanged glances with Caleniel before he looked down at Pippin.

"Nothing's happening," Pippin said.

Gandalf began trying to open the doors physically. I pursed my lips and looked down at Sam. He frowned.

Gandalf continued trying to open the doors. "I once knew every spell in all the tongues of Elves, Men, and Orcs."

"What are you going to do then," Pippin asked.

Gandalf turned to Pippin with crashed brows. "Knock your head against these doors, Peregrin Took! And if that doesn't shatter them, and I am allowed a little peace from foolish questions, I will try to find the opening words."

As Gandalf began chanting more words, Caleniel slowly backed away to the other end of the party and sat down. Legolas looked from her to the ground beneath him, looking pensive.

I grinned and walked to Caleniel. I sat next to her. "So you and Legolas," I whispered as I nudged her lightly.

She looked at the water with a small smile. "We've always been like this. This is just how he acts even with our being of friends."

"I wouldn't say that."

We both gasped and turned to Aragorn behind us. He smiled and sat down. "He acts as more than a friend you know. He's too friendly towards you."

I glared at Aragorn. "No one has asked your opinion."

Caleniel looked back at the water. "I'm sorry, Mister Aragorn, but you couldn't be more wrong. He is only especially kind to me because I've been his friend for centuries. Legolas was raised well, and wouldn't dream of hurting me." Caleniel raised her knees and rested her chin on them. "And he wouldn't dream of holding me."

I rested a hand on Caleniel's shoulder and smiles. "I think he might."

Caleniel looked at me with a forced smile.

Aragorn moved closer. "Perhaps you two are over thinking it. He is a male after all. I should know best what he is thinking about when he looks and treats Caleniel."

"And what do you think he thinks about?" Caleniel glared at Aragorn.

Aragorn blinked, and the pony neighed. He paused and pointed to the pony, Bill. "I forgot that I came this way to rid of him." He quickly got up and walked to the pony and Sam.