Thursday, February 13, 2014

Rivendell & Refusal

Ranewan and Olorin reached Rivendell as I was later to learn, without trouble. Olorin met with Gontorion immediately upon their arrival but Ranewan declined the offer to join their counsel and instead walked through the valley watching the elfs work desperately to complete as much as was possible before nightfall. He offered to help but the elf's kindly refused Ranewan's offer as they knew he was quite tired from his long journey.

Olorin meanwhile was ensconced in thought whilst a restless Gontorion passed around him.

"But why wouldn't I have forbid anyone to leave Rivendell?" demanded Gontorion, "It was for the good of the elves, and probably all of Middle Earth."

"It  was for no such thing!" rumbled Olorin, "You were merely afraid of perishing before reaching the Grey Havens." His eyebrows slowly raised. "Yes. Yes I know you have been planning to go to leave Middle Earth for some time. You know no evil is allowed to enter that land. No bitterness of heart or desperate actions can lead you to it's pearl shores."

Gontorion paused, and like a young birch tree he swayed slightly upon his feet before leaving the make-shift tent.

"A curse upon these elves. No sense. No sense at all. Oh well, one must make do." Olorin sighed and taking out of a leather pouch a long pipe he began to puff like a very tall pot-bellied stove.

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Cape thrown carelessly over his shoulder Brundt journeyed towards Rivendell singing a song. It was low and barely audible except to the groundhogs who occasionally poked their heads out of their dark doors to hear the spicy sweet melody.

With only two more days before reaching Rivendell Brundt's thoughts had little time to wander. Indeed other then his concern for Ruby and I he thought little. He knew that there was no way he could have changed our fate but his heart still yearned to have been able to be there with us. We who were now quite lost in the shafts of Moria. Brundt knew not of our curious guide who was leading us at the very moment to the heart of Moria to meet the Orc chieftain.


~Isilindil Telperien 

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