^^^^^^Erebor/Lonely Mountain^^^^^^
"To Me!" Frain heard Stonhelm's unmistakable voice.
Something was wrong? Frain stood at the back of the company of Elves, Dwarves, and Men.
Suddenly, any voices that had been in conversation stopped dead. Total silence swept over the group, save the sound of leaves rustling and twigs crackling in a forest nearby.
Click, click, click the sound of soft but heavy foosteps overcame the utter silence of the group. Frain walked quietly to the edge of the group, and was stunned to see a huge spider emerge from the forest.
"Gather thy weapons! We shall not let this horrid creature escape with his life!" screamed Frain. The call seemed to wake the people out of a trance, and the silence was but a memory as the company drew its weapons.
The clang of the metal swords and the wind against the drawn bows seemed to excite the beast, as though it had been loooking for trouble. Frain grasped his axe, which had been in his keep for a while, to keep the weight off a wobbling wheel on one of the wagons.
Frain felt no fear, in fact, he felt pity for the poor creatures life.
[ October 05, 2002: Message edited by: Aylwen Dreamsong ]
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...Come down now, they'll say. But everything looks perfect from far away - Come down now! But we'll stay.
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