The Fellowship of the Ring (Finished but Editing)

Lothlorien I

We all ran to the woods of Lothlorien, but I wasn't fully aware that we had arrived. I only noticed we had arrived when Caleniel lightly nudged me.

She smiled. "This place isn't as bad as you think. I know there are Elves in all directions, but you'll like it."

I slowed my paced as I noticed the woods. "It's not that."

Caleniel raised a brow. "What is it it then?"

I looked at Gimli who seemed to glare at everything around him. I thought that maybe I should blame it on the atmosphere of the Elves instead of Aragorn surprise.

Gimli gestured for the Hobbits to get closer to him. "Stay close, young Hobbits. They say a great sorceress lives in these woods. An Elf-witch of terrible power. All those who look upon her fall under her spell. And are never seen again."

I raised my brow, looking at Caleniel. She shook her head and looked forward.

"An Elf-witch," I whipsered to Caleniel.

"Dwarves may call her that, but it is your choice to judge her that way if you wish." Caleniel put her bow away. "I have no fear."

"Mr. Frodo," Sam said.

I whirled around to the terrified Hobbit. My eyes narrowed at Frodo as I noticed he was looking around for something or someone. 

"Well," Gimli scuffed, "here's one dwarf she won't ensare so easily. I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a fox."

I let out a small laugh and turned to face an arrow in my face. I froze, but my glaring eyes fell on Legolas, who was also trapped and pointing his bow at an Elf. My eyes widened as I looked at Caleniel, who stood still facing the arrow. I sighed and looked at the Elf pointing his arrow at me. I tried not to glare and waited for one of them to ask an absurd question.

A blond Elf with his chin held high approached Aragorn. "The Dwarf breathes so loud we could have shot him in the dark."

Gimli glared at the Elf captain, and my shoulders lowered. Caleniel cleared her throat, and the Elf captain walked to her. He said something in Elvish, and Caleniel replied back in a low tone. The Elf captain then looked at me. My eyes did not move from him as I watched a few leaves fall around him. He stood in front of me, seeming to try and stare me down.

I pursed my lips once he looked away and turned to Frodo.

"I believe it is you who carries something." He told the Hobbit. "I'm afraid that your journey should end here." I heard the Elves pull their arrows back more.

"Wait!" I tried not to turn around. "Let us explain everything first. Do not be like implusive creatures. Judge us first."

The Elf captain stood beside me. He stood silent for a moment as if judging my very thoughts. "Very well, but I shall hear the story from whomever I wish to hear from."