Andraghil

The elven bread worked, and I recovered soon. I was of course not strong enough to travel large distances, but gained in a couple of days at least the strength to get out of my bed to see my sister and my master. And, the audience wouldn't be far away anymore either. As ladders would be madness, I descended my tree with a winding staircase, turning around the trees in circles. I headed to the gardens of Galadriel, where the pavilion of my friends was located.

I slowly awake. I saw a blur of stars and golden leaves. I was high among the trees, on one of these platforms the Galadhrim call telains. I lied on a bed, in a somewhat transparent pavilion. It was night. It was only after some time that I realized what transpired the previous days and that I understood why I was here. The bed felt soft, and the pillowcases was one of these filled with feathers. Next to me was a little nightstand. Upon it stood a candle and a strange kind of bread, wrapped in leaves yet untouched.

So basically, did we have to do? Three men, two elves and a big Olog-hai. We were with 5, should we fight it? Anyway, the troll from his side already started to fight us instead. So we, from our side, started to string our bows and fired arrows. "Back, don't approach him!" One of the elves shouted. "We can't go back! Orcs are coming! If we don't hurry we'll be flanked!" Clamored Andraghil. The second elf drawed his sword and marched forward towards the troll. "Min..." "Hurry!" Andraghil interupted the words of the elf.

"What are you doing here?! Don't you see this darkness? The blackness represents the grade of evil!" The stranger who was hooded now unhooded himself; correction: herself. "Dont ask stupid questions," the voice said, "I am your sister, and you are my brother. For 32 year we have been one. We will be so today; and tomorrow. Raise, my brother, for we cannot stay here. It is dangerous indeed, and time cannot be bought forever." As reply, my whisper cried: "I can't!" 

This hurts! I was thrown in the dungeon again. They, the orcs of these halls, brought me to a big room with high ceilings and it was more or less as dark as the prison; but in another tower wherein I was hidden from the darkest of the sky; to be exposed to practices darker still.