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Old 04-13-2002, 10:26 AM   #67
Anarya SilverBranch
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"We must make haste," Novannon said breaking the silence.

The company warily edged their way through the darkening forest, brimming with undisclosed shadows. The path at that part of the wood was rougher than any other in Mirkwood.

Anarya took up the tail of the group, her elven dagger brandished, right behind Novannon who fingered her bow nervously. In front of her, Ruchachamion carried the elf stranger and Tinuiel walked at the head, an arrow drawn across her bow.

"It is not far," announced Tinuiel.

Anarya now reconized the secion of the wood they now walked in.Though night had creeped up upon them and the stars now glittered silver gray against the black sky, the shapes of the trees looked fimiliar.

Finally they came to the gates of the city of Thranduil. Their dark forms rose up before the group.

"Open in the name of Elbereth Gilthoniel and the King Thranduil! We are friend to thee!"
Called Anarya, when she finally got up the courage in front of the large gates to annouce the group's presence.

There was some stirring at the top of the gates than slowly the immense giant doors opened, merry firelight spilling out over the group and the ground about them.

"Enter Friend!" Called a voice from the top of the gate...

[ April 13, 2002: Message edited by: Anarya SilverBranch ]
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