"Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lords my soul to keep
See me safely through the night
And wake me with the morning light"
...and though that morning light is but a ghost on the Eastern horizon, it is one onto which we cling. In this dark age of begotten Ringwraiths, rogue orcs, and Sauron's rise, it is a hope that we will live to see another day.
But as direction goes, it is not so much a morning light, nor an Eastern one, but that of infinitesimal flames roving across the lands yet funneling in the Northeast. These are the flames of Phoenicians, cause of Sauron's original downfall and back for our final battle.
This is a story of a return to light within the very heart of Gondor's son. The tragic death to counter Durin's, only withheld by a tear of heavenly descent. And though his ways are ones of great fault, he is yet to be the most deserving of all humanity...a true light in the darkness.
Let us then begin the tale of dwarves and men.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own "The Hobbit" and "Lord of the Rings" as all rights belong to J.R.R. Tolkien and Peter Jackson. I also do not own the media I post or the cover; they belong to their respective owners. I only own my original dialogue, scenes, and characters: Sidel, Erudian, Pyrhhin, Palo, Ruelin, Cashel, Frerin II, Denzel, Thren, Thrain II, and Typhon.
"One does not simply walk into Mordor. Its black gates are guarded by more than just Orcs. There is evil there that does not sleep and the Great Eye is ever watchful. It is a barren wasteland, riddled with fire and ash and dust..." Boromir addresses the council in a quiet voice "The very air you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with ten thousand men could you do this. It is folly." He ended in a state like manor
As I sighed shaking my head at what he said
"Have you heard nothing Lord Elrond has said ? The ring must be destroyed" Legolas said
"It is true you cannot just walk into the gates of Mordor but you should not be so naive as to think you alone could destroy the ring" I said as Gimli looked towards me
"And I suppose you think you're the one to do it ?" Gimli said cockily
"And if we fail,what then ? What happens when Sauron takes back what is his ?" Boromir questioned looking towards Gimli as he leaps to his feet
"I will be dead before I see the Ring in the hands of an Elf!" Gimli says looking towards me spitefully.
"How dare you speak to me in such a manor dwarf!" I said rage in my voice as the council erupted into a storm of arguments.
"Never trust an Elf!" Gimli said towards me as I reach for my arrow but a hand grabs my wrist and I feel warm breath on my ear
"I wouldn't" Legolas' voice says against my skin as I look at him our faces inches apart.
"Fine" I say through gritted teeth as Legolas lets go of my hand softly and stands by my side.