I was unfocused as I rode through the moonlit forest. Lord Elrond sent me to meet Estel and some people he was escorting, hopefully half way, a 2 day ride. Unfortunately, I have been riding for 4 days. I wasn't even told why I am meeting a few travelers, but the ring wraiths are apparently after them. Sauron must want them for some reason. I mean if it wasn't important he wouldn't send me, so I have to stop complaining and continue.

I sighed and dismounted my black stallion, Venya, and rested my hand on the nearest tree. I felt the tree get warm as it started to glow underneath my hand. I stretched my vision through the root of the tree and through the root's of the tree next to it and so on until I could see the whole forest. I could do these types of things because I am a nymph, the last nymph. I grimaced as I thought this and contained my search for the travelers and Estel. I saw no one so I groaned and mounted Venya.

The silence in the forest was eerie and reminded me of a calm of the storm. I really hoped I found the travelers before something happened to them. I rode Venya to the edge of the forest and saw a flicker of light coming from a ruined tower. That must be the travelers. All of a sudden the light went out and a few seconds later a scream of a wraith was heard. I saw five small dark figures move toward the tower or what was left of it.

I gasped and urged Venya forward to the bottom of the tower. I grabbed my sword and a large dead stick. I heard a shout come from the top of the tower.

"bragollach tel'llac," I whispered and the stick was on fire.

I ran up the stairs, halfway there I felt a shadow grow in my mind one I would recognize anywhere. The Ring. That explained the importance of it and I quicken my pace. I reached the top of the tower and saw the witch-king stab his sword in to a space, but it was filled by someone. I took immediate action and blocked him from another attack. I took the five on in battle.

The kept on lunging at me. Luckily, they didn't land any blows. I smirked as I pushed one of the wraiths tower, stuck a dagger in ones face, and set the other three on fire. Right as the last wraith jumped off the tower, on fire, Estel came running into the scene and right over to the place where the Witch-King stabbed someone.

I smirked again as I put my sword back in my belt but it soon fell as I saw the travelers.

"Sam, Pippin, Marry," I practically breathed out looking at the hobbits my old friend Gandalf introduced to me.

My heart nearly stopped when I saw the victim of the witch-king, "Frodo."

I stared at the person or hobbit I thought of as my little brother. I felt unshed tears to my eyes.

"Who are you?" Sam asked bluntly.

I pulled down my trusty black hood to reveal my identity to my friends. Merry and Pippin shared grins and Sam relaxed a little. I turned to Estel who was holding Frodo.

"He is beyond my healing." He said with a grave voice, I could tell he had grown fond of the hobbit just as I had.

I nodded in understanding and took Frodo from him, "I rode on Venya here, and I shall take him to Lord Elrond."

I carried him to Venya and mounted her without another thought.

"Laiqualassiel," I jerked back as I heard my name and looked at Estel. "Ride hard do not look back."

I nodded at him and turned to the hobbits, "Do not let your heart be weighted down by sorrow, my friends. I promise Frodo will be okay. Tenna' ento lye omenta"

I turned to look at the direction I was heading, "Ride fast, Venya, make haste."

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