[Garen LiLorian]

Angóre crossed over to where Elrohir sat deep in thought. He sunk to his heels beside the other Elf and said quietly, "The way is open now, though it will not be for long. The absence of an entire patrol will not go unnoticed and I fear that when they fail to report, we shall find Moria held in strength against us. We must enter the Dwarrowdelf now, and not delay even for the rest of our comrades. The horses must be sent back with messages, and they must catch us as can."

Elrohir spoke without looking up. "I fear you may be right, my friend, though I wish it were not so. Truly, we shall meet with trouble again before my mother returns with us, and where two may be lost, many together are strong." He sighed deeply before continuing, "Yet you are right. If we wait here, all the goblins of Moria shall find us before Elladan can. I can think of only one solution. We must enter Moria, drawing strength away from this gate for Elladan and his company to enter. Our situation has grown desperate indeed for this to be our only course!"

But Angóre said, "If this be our path than there is no turning from it. Yet I do not think our situation dire. Rather are we gifted with this chance! For this night shall many of these Orcs feel the sting and bite of our blades, and our names shall ring in song from the rafters of the Last Homely House." And a strange fire woke deep within his eyes as he turned to make ready.

Then Elrohir stood and cried aloud "Great Windlords, you have placed us deeply in your debt once this night. Would you do another service for the house of Elrond? Find Elladan, my brother, and tell him of what has transpired here. Bid him come with all speed, for the window shall close soon, and Celebrían languish in her captivity lest he come swift as the wind itself."

And the Eagles said "It shall be done, son of Elrond," and with a sound of mighty wings, they were gone, speeding Eastward.

The horses were abandoned, bid to find their way to Lórien and there stay, for the beasts were of no use in the close tunnels of the Dwarrowdelf. Then Elrohir and Angóre stood, and descended into the dark length of Moria.