The Forgotten Ring
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Adult ++
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51
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Out of Moria
Disclaimer: All familiar characters of this story belong to the awesome world and works of JRR Tolkien, who is an unparalleled genius of this genre. All unfamiliar and original characters, animals and places are of my own invention. I do not derive any monies from this work and created this story solely out of the love and respect that I hold for all of the works related to this canon.
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The Forgotten Ring
by Sienna Dawn
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Chapter 27 - Out of Moria
Eridani was exhausted. Although elves possessed a slower metabolism and tired less easily then men or dwarves, Eridani had suffered injuries, eaten little since her captivity and not at all since her escape. Because she was underground she had no way of telling time. She could have been in Moria one hour or one year.
Pulling out the map, she studied it again and realized she had come to the area where the exit was located. Now all she had to do was find it and hope it was not sealed with some form of archaic elven magic.
She looked around her, noting the vaulted ceiling was lower in one area and she headed that way. She found a small stairway and she followed it down. At the last step she noticed bright sunlight filtered under a portion of wall. She had found the door!
She looked back behind her and for the hundredth time wondered why the Yrch had made no attempt to follow her. By now she was certain they had torn down all the walls of her cell and found the other section. Why were they not coming after her?
Directing her attention to the door, she traced it with her fingers and looked for a latch. There was none. She stepped back and called out the word friend in Quenya. Nothing. She tried a number of Quenya words, Sindarin and even Westron. It was no use. Nothing worked.
Sitting down before the door, she took out the ring. Amarya, it had been called. The Ring of Earth. She held it closer to her eyes and studied the fine runic script. She wondered what would happen if she placed it on her finger. She shook her head. That would be utter folly.
Putting the ring back in her tunic, she gazed at the door again and sighed.
"Well, King Thorin Oakenshield," she said wearily, "it seems I've come this long way to be foiled by a Dwarvish door."
She closed her eyes and opened them again in wide surprise as the door slowly began to open. Whatever she had said worked.
Approaching the door, she slipped past as soon as the wide double doors were open halfway.
Blinded by the bright sunlight, she faltered for a moment and shielded her eyes. But she pushed on, putting as much distance between the door and herself. In minutes she had disappeared into a thick wood which, by her calculations, placed her on the western end of the borders of Avonea. She knew she would soon be seen by the border guards. For fear of alerting enemies, she tread as silently as she could. So silent was her passing that even the birds of the trees did not cease their song.
She had walked some hours when she heard a whistled alert. It was elven and it was one of the ones Haldir taught his men. High above her she heard the shrill call of an Eagle. She knew that too was a warning and an alert. Her heart lifted with joy and she stopped. Best to let them find her. Garbed as she was, in male attire, dirty and bruised, she might be mistaken for an enemy intruder and shot on sight. wel well knew what Haldir's orders were at the border lands.
Standing stock still she was able to make out the quiet footsteps of the elves. At once she was surrounded by four archers, their arrows aimed at her head. Their Captain emerged from their circle and approached her. When she looked into his eyes he registered recognition and then shock. He bowed.
"My Lady Eridani!" His gray eyes wide with surprise. He took in her appearance but said nothing.
At once the arrows were lowered. No one spoke.
Eridani sighed and attempted a weak smile. "You and your men are a most welcome sight, Captain." She hoped that would relieve some of the curious stares. "I traveled with a small group toward the Plains of Asto Nuut and was separated from them. Have any returned?"
The elf Captain, his face unreadable, nodded. "Lord Haldir has returned from the Plains of Asto Nuut three days ago, my Lady."
Her eyes grew wide. "Lord Haldir....turnturned?" her voice faded and she did not complete the sentence. Confusion registered in her eyes, but the elf did not elaborate.
"Have the others returned?" she asked.
The elf captain shook his head as he answered her, "Nay, not all. Captain Ormuil was found slain, and an Eagle and Ryder felled while looking for signs of your whereabouts." The elf's voice was cold.
By his demeanor it was clear this Captain placed blame on her shoulders. A soft sigh escaped her, "oly oly Valar, no!" Eridani closed her eyes and controled herself.
She gazed at the elf, her eyes sad and ancient. "Thank you."
The elf nodded. The othes stood their ground, but with weapons lowered.
Putting on a calm face and controlling her emotions, Eridani managed to say in a clear and strong voice, "Captain, I bear news for Lord Haldir which he must have at once!"
Silently, the elf turned immediately and motioned for her to follow him. The archers covered her from behind. Although she did not remember this Captain's name, she recognized him as being one of Haldir's inside circle. She knew they were all loyal to him. She strained to recall the name of the elf. It eluded her.
Ae wae walked she thought, and came to the conclusion that it was her fault. All of this. If she had listened to Haldir, Ormuil and the others would still be alive.
Unable to contain her grief any longer, hot tears coursed down her lovely face. She prayed the Valar would forgive her, but she doubted ae eve ever would.
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The Forgotten Ring
by Sienna Dawn
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Chapter 27 - Out of Moria
Eridani was exhausted. Although elves possessed a slower metabolism and tired less easily then men or dwarves, Eridani had suffered injuries, eaten little since her captivity and not at all since her escape. Because she was underground she had no way of telling time. She could have been in Moria one hour or one year.
Pulling out the map, she studied it again and realized she had come to the area where the exit was located. Now all she had to do was find it and hope it was not sealed with some form of archaic elven magic.
She looked around her, noting the vaulted ceiling was lower in one area and she headed that way. She found a small stairway and she followed it down. At the last step she noticed bright sunlight filtered under a portion of wall. She had found the door!
She looked back behind her and for the hundredth time wondered why the Yrch had made no attempt to follow her. By now she was certain they had torn down all the walls of her cell and found the other section. Why were they not coming after her?
Directing her attention to the door, she traced it with her fingers and looked for a latch. There was none. She stepped back and called out the word friend in Quenya. Nothing. She tried a number of Quenya words, Sindarin and even Westron. It was no use. Nothing worked.
Sitting down before the door, she took out the ring. Amarya, it had been called. The Ring of Earth. She held it closer to her eyes and studied the fine runic script. She wondered what would happen if she placed it on her finger. She shook her head. That would be utter folly.
Putting the ring back in her tunic, she gazed at the door again and sighed.
"Well, King Thorin Oakenshield," she said wearily, "it seems I've come this long way to be foiled by a Dwarvish door."
She closed her eyes and opened them again in wide surprise as the door slowly began to open. Whatever she had said worked.
Approaching the door, she slipped past as soon as the wide double doors were open halfway.
Blinded by the bright sunlight, she faltered for a moment and shielded her eyes. But she pushed on, putting as much distance between the door and herself. In minutes she had disappeared into a thick wood which, by her calculations, placed her on the western end of the borders of Avonea. She knew she would soon be seen by the border guards. For fear of alerting enemies, she tread as silently as she could. So silent was her passing that even the birds of the trees did not cease their song.
She had walked some hours when she heard a whistled alert. It was elven and it was one of the ones Haldir taught his men. High above her she heard the shrill call of an Eagle. She knew that too was a warning and an alert. Her heart lifted with joy and she stopped. Best to let them find her. Garbed as she was, in male attire, dirty and bruised, she might be mistaken for an enemy intruder and shot on sight. wel well knew what Haldir's orders were at the border lands.
Standing stock still she was able to make out the quiet footsteps of the elves. At once she was surrounded by four archers, their arrows aimed at her head. Their Captain emerged from their circle and approached her. When she looked into his eyes he registered recognition and then shock. He bowed.
"My Lady Eridani!" His gray eyes wide with surprise. He took in her appearance but said nothing.
At once the arrows were lowered. No one spoke.
Eridani sighed and attempted a weak smile. "You and your men are a most welcome sight, Captain." She hoped that would relieve some of the curious stares. "I traveled with a small group toward the Plains of Asto Nuut and was separated from them. Have any returned?"
The elf Captain, his face unreadable, nodded. "Lord Haldir has returned from the Plains of Asto Nuut three days ago, my Lady."
Her eyes grew wide. "Lord Haldir....turnturned?" her voice faded and she did not complete the sentence. Confusion registered in her eyes, but the elf did not elaborate.
"Have the others returned?" she asked.
The elf captain shook his head as he answered her, "Nay, not all. Captain Ormuil was found slain, and an Eagle and Ryder felled while looking for signs of your whereabouts." The elf's voice was cold.
By his demeanor it was clear this Captain placed blame on her shoulders. A soft sigh escaped her, "oly oly Valar, no!" Eridani closed her eyes and controled herself.
She gazed at the elf, her eyes sad and ancient. "Thank you."
The elf nodded. The othes stood their ground, but with weapons lowered.
Putting on a calm face and controlling her emotions, Eridani managed to say in a clear and strong voice, "Captain, I bear news for Lord Haldir which he must have at once!"
Silently, the elf turned immediately and motioned for her to follow him. The archers covered her from behind. Although she did not remember this Captain's name, she recognized him as being one of Haldir's inside circle. She knew they were all loyal to him. She strained to recall the name of the elf. It eluded her.
Ae wae walked she thought, and came to the conclusion that it was her fault. All of this. If she had listened to Haldir, Ormuil and the others would still be alive.
Unable to contain her grief any longer, hot tears coursed down her lovely face. She prayed the Valar would forgive her, but she doubted ae eve ever would.
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