![]() One particular large bolt of lightning struck the water, narrowly missing the ship that he was in. "The heart will mend," Brother John, the Hospitaller, had said. Deep down, he was hurt that she had chosen power over him. He could have stayed and become her Champion but he had had enough of politics. She had refused to relinquish her power and she chose to stay in the East. "Whatever it is that fell from the sky, we will come across it sometime tomorrow, if it hasn't moved from where it fell."īalian stared out across the dark, tossing waves. ![]() "Mithrandir, what was that?" asked Legolas. Pippin choked on his water and Frodo's hand flew to the chain on his neck. Boromir leapt to his feet and unsheathed his sword. It was slightly difficult to do so as he was sitting down whilst the elf was standing.Ī light shot from the sky down to the ground some miles south of their camp, startling the entire Fellowship. "Ah," said Legolas knowingly and Aragorn felt the urge to hit the elf on the head. "I was thinking of our time back in Imladris," explained the man. "You seem restless, Estel," said the elf softly. He felt the presence of someone behind him and he turned around to see the dark silhouette of Legolas. Even the slightest amount of light might betray their position to the enemy. He pulled out his pipe then decided against lighting it. He tried to concentrate but his thoughts kept on wandering back to Imladris. His keen Ranger's eyes peered into the darkness, discerning the slightest movements. That was supposed to be the responsibility of the Big Folk.Īragorn was taking the first watch of the night. Moreover, they were not supposed to go on quests to save the world. Hobbits were not supposed to travel so far from home. Not for the first time, he wished that the Ring had not gone to Frodo. He, like Pippin, wanted a hot meal but he understood the dangers of making a fire. Sam looked wistfully at his pots and sighed. Pippin was extremely grateful that the generous man of Gondor was part of their Fellowship. Fortunately for him, Boromir noticed how much he hated standing watch and would often do it for him. Staring into the dark for two hours was not his idea of fun. He did not like his supper cold and he disliked standing watch even more. Pippin thought that the entire Fellowship was being overcautious. "You don't know who might be watchin' us, Pip," his cousin had said. Stranger still, Merry had agreed with the wizard. For some strange reason that was beyond the hobbit's comprehension, Gandalf had forbidden them to light a fire. Pippin wanted a fire, or to be exact, he wanted a fire so he could have a hot meal. There was nothing except for the small group of people making camp on the coarse grass. The night was dark for the new moon gave no light to the inhabitants of Middle Earth. If you don't like crossovers then don't read it. A/N: This is my first ever fanfic so please be nice and review.
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