Legolas crouched low to the ground, hardly breathing. Anarya sat beside him, her fingers nervously drumming her bow. Maybe it was the presence of the mortal that made her giddy with adrenaline, she did not know.
Legolas stopped her drumming with the palm of his hand upon her fingers and put a finger to his mouth to silence her nervousness.
Anarya obeyed the prince and looked out at Rudhchamion's dark figure, black against the grey of the trees. And in the near distance, another form stuck out obviously among the branches. She had never been that close to a mortal before. Suddenly, the human figure stirred, Rudhchamion with it, and Legolas rose slowly from his knees. In the moonlight though, something caught her eye that made Anarya jump, in the trees above her, the elf watched in horror as a large creature descended. Out from its grotesque, eight long vicious legs trailed, its fangs gleamed in the cold starlight. A giant spider...
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Snow white! Snow White! O' Lady Clear! O' Queen Beyond the Western Seas!
O' light to us that wander here amid the world of woven trees!
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