[Hathalas Ashen-Shield]

Hathalas walked lightly on top of the fresh layer of snow infront of the company, beside Bali and Ani Dao. He noticed that the dwarves trudged through the snow with determined faces, so accustomed to this because of their hard-working and sturdy nature. Hathalas was thankful that he was so light and did not have to put up with the thick snow as much as most of the rest of the company.

Burzdol, he seemed, had recovered much of his former strength and was walking confidently behind Hathalas beside Kili and Astarielle. It seemed that the pure goodness of Rivendell had given him something different, something new that wasn't there before...

Hathalas led them up a safer path on the North Eastern side of the mountain that was in less danger of having an avalanche occur, because of the degree of the slope on its side of the mountain. However Hathalas felt a higher danger growing even more aware in his heart. His elven eyes saw far away, a dark storm cloud, black and grey swirls of maddening nimbus clouds, the chilling rain and thick snow, the angry and howling winds. Hathalas also chose this side of the mountain, because the storm was approaching from the other side, from the east.

[ March 24, 2003: Message edited by: Hathalas Ashen-Shield ]