Fellowship of the Ring - Drabbled, The
16. A Journey in the Dark
At dusk they halt to rest and debate. The wolves of the mountain decide for them; through Moria lies their way.
Over barren land they trudge, where the Sirannon once had run, until they reach a valley drowned, where hides the doorway sought. Battling riddles simple and a creature foul, they enter darkness bewildering.
Guided by one, they traverse passages many and chasms wide. And in silence they do so. For, here, sound travels deep.
In the dark they sleep and in the dark they walk, till at last light appears. And falls upon the tomb of a dwarven lord.
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By Acacea
Over barren land they trudge, where the Sirannon once had run, until they reach a valley drowned, where hides the doorway sought. Battling riddles simple and a creature foul, they enter darkness bewildering.
Guided by one, they traverse passages many and chasms wide. And in silence they do so. For, here, sound travels deep.
In the dark they sleep and in the dark they walk, till at last light appears. And falls upon the tomb of a dwarven lord.
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By Acacea
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