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Old 10-23-2007, 08:48 PM   #553
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The Warrior Elf

He halted atop the hill. His sword was still there, stuck in the grass. As his hands grasped the hilt of the ancient sword, he breathed deep and relaxed; but only for a moment. Then he turned west, towards the cries for help. There, about a hundred yards away, on the lower slopes of the hill, a pack of four or five wolves circled and leapt about a lone walnut tree. Among the lower branches of the tree, he could distinguish a pair of feet which kicked and swung about, trying to avoid the wolves' snapping jaws. Just then, the figure slipped down, abruptly, nearly falling out of the tree. As it did so, the warrior elf got a better look at the wolves' quarry, which barely managed to pull itself up out of reach of the predators.

An elf! In the Shire, too, he thought in surprise. I have been gone a very long time.

Slowly he pulled the sword out of the dirt. It was still bright and shone with the light of the morning sun. Then, quickly as he had stopped, he began to run again, raising the sword high as he closed in upon the wolves.

The other elf's cries grew increasingly frequent and desperate, as the wolves leapt higher and closer, driven into a frenzy by their lust for blood. They were lean and their fur was matted, but their eyes burned blue with an unnatural fury.

And then, with a great cry in some unknown tongue, he was upon them. The warrior elf and his sword tore through their midst in a whirlwind of fury that surpassed even that of the starving wolves. His first blow severed the head a wolf which had seized in its jaws the branch upon which their prey stood, and hung upon it, pulling it lower. His second blow opened a gaping wound in the side of the largest creature, and a third wolf, which wheeled to face this new foe found itself impaled upon the long, cold, unforgiving steel. Without pausing or losing his momentum, the tall elf with the sword spun, pulled his weapon free, and flattened a fourth wolf to the ground with a high arc that landed between the beast's shoulder blades. The fifth and last wolf sprang at him, and he turned back again, pulling the last reserves of his strength into a mighty blow that caught the monster in mid-air and hurled it into the trunk of the walnut tree, ten feet away. The lifeless corpse fell solidly to the ground, as its blood seeped out over the crushed walnut shells and stained the green grass. The tall elf sheathed his sword and fell to one knee amid the settling dust, breathing heavily.

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