Hopeless Wanderer (Hobbit Fanfic Story)

Chapter 25: Old Faces In New Places

We walked through the forest, making our way on the path. 

"The path turns this way." Thorin said before we reached a corner. Dwalin then hit the ground to see where the path was. "This way."

We continued to walk until the minutes turned into hours. And we began to grow restless. The forest didn't seem to help either.

"Air...I need air." Bofur said.

"My head, it's spinning! What's happening?" Oin exclaimed.

"Keep moving." Thorin ordered.

All of the sudden, Nori, who was leading us, stopped walking. What happened?

"Nori, why have you stopped?" Thorin inquired.

"The path, it's disappeared." Nori informed us.

"No!" I gasped.

"We can't lose it." Nanor added.

"What's going on?" Ori asked.

"We've lost the path!" Bofur exclaimed.

"Find it. All of you, look." Thorin ordered.

"Look for the path!" Dwalin repeated.

As we looked around, I grew rather dizzy. However I pushed forward, fighting the urge to give in. As the hours went by, we still couldn't find the path.

"I don't remember this place, none of it's familiar." Balin stated.

"It's got to be here." Dori said.

"What hour is it?" Thorin inquired.

"I don't know, I don't even know what day it is." Dwalin commented.

"There has to be a way out." Thingol said as he continued to look for the path.

"Is there no end to this accursed forest!" Thorin yelled, clearly at his wits end.

I placed my left hand on Thorin's shoulder. "Don't worry, nîn meleth, we'll find the path soon."

He lightly grabbed my hand that lied on his shoulder, giving it a squeeze before he spoke. "I hope so, amrâlimê. I hope we can find it."

We then walked even further, but it felt like we were going in circles. We continued to walk until I heard Dori's voice.

"Look, a tobacco pouch. There's dwarves in these woods."

That's when we all turned to see some of the dwarves inspecting a tobacco pouch.

"Dwarves from the Blue Mountains, no less. This is exactly the same as mine." Bofur stated.

"Because it is yours, do you understand? We're going around in circles, we are lost!" Bilbo snapped.

"We are not lost. We keep heading east." Thorin argued.

"But which way is the east? We've lost the sun!" Dwalin chimed in.

The dwarves then began to argue with one another, while Nanor, Oreth, Húron, Mîlel, Gilornel, Thingol, Kyra, Bilbo, and I tried to get them to stop, but it ended all in vain.

"The sun. We have to find...the sun." Bilbo mentioned.

"The sun?" Thingol asked. "We'd have to climb the trees."