"What happened?"
"We don't know! She just fell to the ground."
"How did it happen?"
"We didn't get to figure it out! She collapsed before we could talk about it!"
"What's going on?" I asked. I looked around and saw Elrond, Galadriel, and Saruman with Gandalf and Radagast.
"Fawnabelle! Can you hear me? Are you alright?" Gandalf asked.
"Yes, I think so. Maybe a little dizzy but I think I'll be fine. Did you see that light?" I asked.
"No. What are you talking about? What did you see?" Galadriel asked.
"First, I saw a light and then all I saw was white. I saw five people fighting with nine ghost-like beings. The five were glowing and then I heard a voice. It was terrifying! My ears burned from the sound of it. I covered my ears to try to shield the voice but it felt like it pierced my hands and ears. But it all vanished! I was back in the tunnel where Bilbo was finishing his conversation with Smaug. We ran from the dragon's flames and stumbled outside. Then the light came back and I was surrounded in white. And here I am back in Dol Guldur," I explained. They looked at each other in curiosity and confusion.
"I got it! The herb you gave to her, Gandalf! Did it have side effects?" Elrond asked.
"Not that I know of; Radagast gave it to me," Gandalf said. They turned to Radagast.
"I had no clue it had any side effects! But how could she be here and at the Lonely Mountain?" Radagast asked.
"You don't think-" Elrond said.
"No! It's impossible! How can an herb have an effect like that? No. There must be a reasonable explanation for this," Saruman interrupted.
"That is reasonable and it is possible. It hasn't happened before but I'm sure she can manage. I know she can," Galadriel protested.
"I suppose," Saruman replied.
"If it can be granted then there must be an antidote," Elrond thought aloud.
"Yes, perhaps it can be altered," Radagast confirmed.
"What do I have? What did it do to me? What can I do that's unusual?" I asked.
"Being in two places at once," Gandalf said.
"That... is... AWESOME! But I can control it, right? It's getting a little painful," I explained.
"Yes of course! But we have to put our heads together and figure out how," Elrond said.
"Good. But how do I stay in one place right now?" I asked.
"Well, I suppose you'll have to stay with us for a while. Until we figure it out that is," Gandalf explained. A bright light came.
"Oh no! Not again!" I sighed. But it wasn't the light.
Wednesday, November 11, 2015
Friday, November 6, 2015
Where Am I?
All I saw was white, white around me, white under me.
"What's happening?!" I asked aloud fearfully. I heard a whirring noise like wind.
"Where am I?!"
"Fawnabelle?! Is that you?!"
"Who is this?" I opened my eyes and looked around myself. I was in a courtyard.
"What is this place?" I asked. I turned around and saw Radagast. Birds were fluttering and tweeting around him and me.
"Dol Guldur. But how did you get here?" he asked as he helped me stand up.
"I don't know. Can you help me figure it out? I'm so confused," I said quickly.
"Calm down, Fawnabelle. We'll figure it out together," a familiar voice said.
"Gandalf!" I ran and hugged him. He laughed and hugged me in return.
"But it will have to wait, my dear hobbit," Gandalf said.
"Why? What's going on?" I asked.
"Well, it's a little complicated. But we're waiting on a few others to get here," they explained. A bright flash blinded my eyes and I fell to the ground.
"Fawnabelle!" they shouted. But it sounded muffled. I twisted and turned. I couldn't move. I saw something in the distance and it came towards me. It was a scene happening. There were nine men that looked like ghosts. And there were five others glowing brightly that were fighting the nine off. Then there was an evil voice that was mumbling something horrible. My ears burned from that voice. I covered them and they felt pierced. Then everything went dim and I was back in the tunnel in the Lonely Mountain. I shook my head; it felt like a dream but it was so real.
"Well, I must not keep Your Excellence from napping. Ponies do take some hunting and catching and so do burglars!" Bilbo said. He took off his ring when he entered the tunnel and ran passed me.
"Run!" he whispered. It got stuffy and hot so I figured that would be Smaug's fiery flames. I ran as fast as I could and passed Bilbo. We nearly got roasted. We fell on the 'doorstep' and almost crashed into Thorin. They asked lots of questions but I couldn't answer any. My head was hurting. The blinding light came again. And in a flash, I was back in Dol Guldur.
"What's happening?!" I asked aloud fearfully. I heard a whirring noise like wind.
"Where am I?!"
"Fawnabelle?! Is that you?!"
"Who is this?" I opened my eyes and looked around myself. I was in a courtyard.
"What is this place?" I asked. I turned around and saw Radagast. Birds were fluttering and tweeting around him and me.
"Dol Guldur. But how did you get here?" he asked as he helped me stand up.
"I don't know. Can you help me figure it out? I'm so confused," I said quickly.
"Calm down, Fawnabelle. We'll figure it out together," a familiar voice said.
"Gandalf!" I ran and hugged him. He laughed and hugged me in return.
"But it will have to wait, my dear hobbit," Gandalf said.
"Why? What's going on?" I asked.
"Well, it's a little complicated. But we're waiting on a few others to get here," they explained. A bright flash blinded my eyes and I fell to the ground.
"Fawnabelle!" they shouted. But it sounded muffled. I twisted and turned. I couldn't move. I saw something in the distance and it came towards me. It was a scene happening. There were nine men that looked like ghosts. And there were five others glowing brightly that were fighting the nine off. Then there was an evil voice that was mumbling something horrible. My ears burned from that voice. I covered them and they felt pierced. Then everything went dim and I was back in the tunnel in the Lonely Mountain. I shook my head; it felt like a dream but it was so real.
"Well, I must not keep Your Excellence from napping. Ponies do take some hunting and catching and so do burglars!" Bilbo said. He took off his ring when he entered the tunnel and ran passed me.
"Run!" he whispered. It got stuffy and hot so I figured that would be Smaug's fiery flames. I ran as fast as I could and passed Bilbo. We nearly got roasted. We fell on the 'doorstep' and almost crashed into Thorin. They asked lots of questions but I couldn't answer any. My head was hurting. The blinding light came again. And in a flash, I was back in Dol Guldur.
The Conversation Continues...
Bilbo was doing a good enough job keeping himself alive. But the conversation kept going on and on.
"Very well, O Barrel-rider! Perhaps your pony was named Barrel and perhaps not. But I did eat six ponies last night and they were nice and fat. You may walk unseen but you certainly did not walk all the way here. In return for my delicious meal I will give you a piece of advice: do not bother making friends with those dwarves!" Smaug said.
"Dwarves?!" Bilbo asked in pretended surprise.
"Don't assume that I am clueless! I know very well the taste and smell of dwarf. If you think I can eat a dwarf-ridden pony and not know it, you are terribly wrong! You'll end up in a bad place if you are with such friends, Thief Barrel-rider! And I don't mind if you can go and tell them so for me either," the dragon huffed. He was too proud to tell Bilbo but I knew at that moment that he didn't recognize hobbit smell. And was I glad!
"I am guessing that you received a great price for the cup you took last night? Nothing? Well, that's dwarves for you! And I suppose they are huddled outside while you are doing the dangerous work. And they told you you will get a fair share? You will be lucky enough to leave here alive for one matter," he continued. Now Smaug had brought up a valid point. Bilbo was doing the most dangerous and risking part of this adventure. And he was getting a reward for his help. I began to feel that we had gotten ourselves somewhere we did not belong.
"Come on, Fawnabelle! This isn't like you! You have faith in Bilbo and you're here right now for a reason. You can't be afraid and have faith at the same time. So, what are you going to choose?" I asked myself.
"Faith! Come on, Bilbo. You can do it!" I muttered.
"You don't know everything, O Smaug the Mighty! Gold alone did not bring us here," Bilbo said bravely.
"Ha! You have admitted the 'us'! Why not simply say 'us fourteen' and be over with, Mister Lucky Number? Well, I'm glad you are not wasting all of your time for my gold. I don't know if you had thought of this yet but, even if you could take my gold bit by bit, you could not get it very far. It isn't much use in the forest or the mountainside,is it? Had you never taken another thought on the catch? A fourteenth share in the treasure or something like that? Those were the terms, were they not? Oh! But what about delivery? Cartage? What about armed guards and tolls?" Smaug laughed.
"I tell you, O Smaug! Gold was only the afterthought! We came over hill and under hill to this mountain for revenge. Surely, O Smaug the excessively wealthy, your success has made you some terrible enemies," spoke Bilbo. Smaug laughed evilly and loudly. It was a scarier sound than the looks of a Mirkwood spider! I closed my eyes and felt something unusual, like dizziness and walking backwards with my eyes closed. I sat down and rested but a blinding light appeared. Then I realized I wasn't in the tunnel anymore!
"Very well, O Barrel-rider! Perhaps your pony was named Barrel and perhaps not. But I did eat six ponies last night and they were nice and fat. You may walk unseen but you certainly did not walk all the way here. In return for my delicious meal I will give you a piece of advice: do not bother making friends with those dwarves!" Smaug said.
"Dwarves?!" Bilbo asked in pretended surprise.
"Don't assume that I am clueless! I know very well the taste and smell of dwarf. If you think I can eat a dwarf-ridden pony and not know it, you are terribly wrong! You'll end up in a bad place if you are with such friends, Thief Barrel-rider! And I don't mind if you can go and tell them so for me either," the dragon huffed. He was too proud to tell Bilbo but I knew at that moment that he didn't recognize hobbit smell. And was I glad!
"I am guessing that you received a great price for the cup you took last night? Nothing? Well, that's dwarves for you! And I suppose they are huddled outside while you are doing the dangerous work. And they told you you will get a fair share? You will be lucky enough to leave here alive for one matter," he continued. Now Smaug had brought up a valid point. Bilbo was doing the most dangerous and risking part of this adventure. And he was getting a reward for his help. I began to feel that we had gotten ourselves somewhere we did not belong.
"Come on, Fawnabelle! This isn't like you! You have faith in Bilbo and you're here right now for a reason. You can't be afraid and have faith at the same time. So, what are you going to choose?" I asked myself.
"Faith! Come on, Bilbo. You can do it!" I muttered.
"You don't know everything, O Smaug the Mighty! Gold alone did not bring us here," Bilbo said bravely.
"Ha! You have admitted the 'us'! Why not simply say 'us fourteen' and be over with, Mister Lucky Number? Well, I'm glad you are not wasting all of your time for my gold. I don't know if you had thought of this yet but, even if you could take my gold bit by bit, you could not get it very far. It isn't much use in the forest or the mountainside,is it? Had you never taken another thought on the catch? A fourteenth share in the treasure or something like that? Those were the terms, were they not? Oh! But what about delivery? Cartage? What about armed guards and tolls?" Smaug laughed.
"I tell you, O Smaug! Gold was only the afterthought! We came over hill and under hill to this mountain for revenge. Surely, O Smaug the excessively wealthy, your success has made you some terrible enemies," spoke Bilbo. Smaug laughed evilly and loudly. It was a scarier sound than the looks of a Mirkwood spider! I closed my eyes and felt something unusual, like dizziness and walking backwards with my eyes closed. I sat down and rested but a blinding light appeared. Then I realized I wasn't in the tunnel anymore!
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