Fallen Leafs, Part XII
The two companions backed away from the old man in fear and wonder.
"What a mess you have gotten yourself into Legolas." the man
"G-Gandalf...?" Aragorn stammered.
The old man froze for a moment and stood up. He removed his cloak to
reveal Gandalf dressed in white robes. They stared at him as if he was
"Do not gawk at me so." Gandalf admonished.
Legolas got to his feet and lowered his head towards Gandalf.
"Thank you for healing me." he said. Gandalf smiled.
"Indeed you are most welcome."
"There are many riddles afoot!" Gimli exclaimed. "What
happened to Legolas and why are you alive?"
The four companions stood facing each other. Legolas and Gandalf on
one side, Aragorn and Gimli on the other.
"If only I had the time to tell." Gandalf said. "But
I am afraid that I have great need to ride to Rohan's kingdom and speak
to their king."
"Do you not have even the time to tell us how?" Aragorn asked.
"We have the utmost curiosity."
"Very well. But it must be brief." he said.
"I had fallen with the creature for what seemed an eternity. We
fell into a pool of water. I managed to beat the hideous monster off
of me yet grabbed a hold of him as he retreated. He led me to a long
staircase which I climbed. I went up to the top of the mountain, compeletely
exhausted, and simply laid there."
"My winged friend suddenly came by and took me to Lothlorien where
I recovered for many days and heard that you had been there previously.
There, they clothed me in white. Since that time I have been searching
for you. I heard that Legolas had been taken to Isengard and went in
search of him there. I haven't managed to keep up with you three until
Gandalf pulled some objects from underneath his cloak.
"My bow! My quiver! My swords!" Legolas cried, grabbing his
"Yes indeed. I knew they were of some value to you."
"Indeed they are." Legolas said.
"Now we must make haste!" Gandalf said. He whistled in such
a high-piched tone that the companions could hardly believe that it
had come from him.
Soon three horses had come to them.
"We must ride to Rohan's kingdom this instance." Gandalf said.
Legolas stayed on the ground next to his horse. Aragorn and Gimli made
no move as well.
"What is the matter with the three of you? We must be off now!"
"No..." Legolas said. He fished his hand into his pocket and
withdrew the ring. Gandalf's eyes widened as he dismounted his horse.
"You have the Ring of Power? Yet how?"
"That is another long story my friend." Aragorn said.
"This changes everything..." Gandalf said unhappily.
"Frodo is dead." Legolas said. "The four hobbits are
The three stared at him in shock. "Saruman told me..." he
said lowering his head.
"Then all is lost..." Gandalf moaned softly.
"All is not lost! We can still destroy it!" Gimli cried. "We
can take it ourselves to Mordor."
"What chance have we?" Legolas questioned.
"Dwarves are much sturdier than elves and hobbits. I could survive."
"We have no choice. We must destroy it at all costs." Gandalf
said. There was a long pause. "First we travel to Fangorn. I must
speak with Treebeard."
"With Treebeard? Who is Treebeard?" Aragorn asked.
"That is not a relevent question at present." Gandalf said,
mounting his horse again.
Legolas mounted his horse as well but was suddenly thrown off. The other
three stared at him.
He stood up and dusted himself off.
"How strange." He murmered. He mounted again and whispered
something into the horse's ear. The horse remained calm.
"Let us be off!" Gandalf announced and took the lead.
"An elf is never thrown off a horse is he Aragorn?" Gimli
whispered from behind Aragorn.
"No master dwarf. They never are." Aragorn began to wonder
about the horse.
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