Khôrbar sighed with relief as they were let out of the protection spell. He had been worried that fouler creatures would come now that Shelob had perished.
He quickly hurried out of the corridor, leading the group out of the cave. They exited and looked around. It was light out, and they all flinched, as they were no longer used to such brightness. Khôrbar breathed deeply, once again feeling air that was not stale and burning with evil. He forgot the danger that was around them and just smiled at the beauty of the world.
The others cautiously noticed Khôrbar smiling foolishly, and gave him strange looks, but Khôrbar did not care. He had a chance now. He was not forever trapped in the gloom of that cave, as so many had been, their bodies' last feeling being that of the cave, sadly.
Khôrbar let the others lament for their companions, thinking about how good it felt to be alive...
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"I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each others dreams, we can be together all the time." - Hobbes of Calvin and Hobbes
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