His Corrupted Mind [Witch-King x OC]

Chapter XVI : To Delve Into Khazad-dûm

"A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality." -John Lennon

Western Base of the Misty Mountains

The mists hung low on the ground, though not thick enough to obscure the path ahead as the Fellowship and Inconnu walked along it. Inconnu saw that Gandalf had called Frodo to him, the wizard leaning carefully on the Hobbit before they stopped.

She had a very good idea about what words Gandalf was imparting upon the young Ringbearer, and she had no quarrel about them. The darkness was everywhere it seems, and trust was already a heavy price to pay.

Looking up ahead once again Inconnu saw Gimli stop as well, a look of complete awe overtaking him, his words conveying such.

"The Walls of Moria!"

The group had stopped at what looked to be the edge of a decently sized lake, but her hunter's instincts told her not to disturb it. Something was in it, something Inconnu got the feeling would prove difficult prey. The Fellowship moved onward, making their way around it with care, the light of the dusk quickly fading into the early hour of the night.

"Dwarf doors are invisible when closed." Gimli stated as they walked, pausing briefly to knock his axe against the wall of stone to see if he could hear it.

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

"Why doesn't that surprise me?" Legolas commented, his words putting a scowl on Gimli.

Inconnu kept her chuckle to herself, rather enjoying the banter that would occur between the members of this company. Particularly between Legolas and Gimli. They continued their trek until Gandalf stopped before a section of wall, his hand wandering over it, looking for something specific Inconnu assumed.

"Well, let's see... Ithildin... it only mirrors starlight and moonlight."

The grey wizard turned to look up at the sky, just in time to see the clouds move away from the full moon. Etches in the stone Inconnu had not noticed before began to shine with a white light, forming the image of a doorway. In the arch of what were runes of the dwarvish language, a tongue she wasn't too familiar with.

"It reads, 'The Doors of Durin, Lord of Moria. Speak, friend, and enter.'" Gandalf translated as he gestured with the tip of his staff.

"What do you suppose that means?" Merry asked, and Gandalf replied with confidence, "It's simple. If you are a friend, you speak the password and the doors with open."

He then put the tip of his staff against the star etching on the door. Merry nodded his head excitedly to Pippen, but Inconnu wasn't quite sure that opening the doors would be as easy as Gandalf thought they would be.

"Annon Edhellen, edro hi ammen!" Gate of the Elves, open for me!

Nothing happened. Not a thing changed, the wall remaining as solid as it appeared before. Gandalf took a step back, looking quite baffled that it didn't work. Undettered however, he raised his arms this time and chanted,

"Fennas Nothothrim, lasto beth lammen!" Doorway of the Dwarf-folk, listen to the word of my tongue!

And still, the Door of Durin remained shut to them.

"Nothing's happening." Pippen stated quite obviously, and Inconnu saw that the comment annoyed the grey wizard.

Gandalf now attempted to push open the door by force, but the stone remained steadfast.