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Grimbold · 02-22-2003, 07:43 PM

Gabrielle suddenly stood. Scouts were arriving. They reported that the army was less than an hour away. The elven captain readied her archers for the incoming legions of Sauron. They took up positions among the trees and waited for reinforcements from Caras Galadhon. Smoke drifted in the darkening sky above the trees.

Soon, a great chaos came to Gabrielle's pointed ears. Metal flashed and rippled in the far distance. Hundreds of fell voices rose in the air. The earth began to shake. The trees began to shiver. Soon, Gabrielle could see individual soldiers in the distance, charging between the trees in an unrelenting barrage of Sauron's forces. Foul arrow-shafts were loosed into the air in her direction. A cloud of them landed around her, striking wood and earth. Gabrielle raised her bow along with the rest of her company as the front lines of the army drew nearer. So it began...

02-22-2003, 07:43 PM	#1
Grimbold Haunting Spirit Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: Númenor Posts: 88	Gabrielle suddenly stood. Scouts were arriving. They reported that the army was less than an hour away. The elven captain readied her archers for the incoming legions of Sauron. They took up positions among the trees and waited for reinforcements from Caras Galadhon. Smoke drifted in the darkening sky above the trees. Soon, a great chaos came to Gabrielle's pointed ears. Metal flashed and rippled in the far distance. Hundreds of fell voices rose in the air. The earth began to shake. The trees began to shiver. Soon, Gabrielle could see individual soldiers in the distance, charging between the trees in an unrelenting barrage of Sauron's forces. Foul arrow-shafts were loosed into the air in her direction. A cloud of them landed around her, striking wood and earth. Gabrielle raised her bow along with the rest of her company as the front lines of the army drew nearer. So it began... __________________ Where is the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? They have passed like rain on the mountains. Like wind in the meadow. The days have gone down in the west. Behind the hills, into shadow. How did it come to this?