Chapter 4. The Witch, the King, Princes and Princesses (in Fanfiction)
…gulp of fresh air. He descended to the first level of the tower and passed through the great central hall. This was the public hall, where feasts and receptions were…
…gulp of fresh air. He descended to the first level of the tower and passed through the great central hall. This was the public hall, where feasts and receptions were…
…Sean turned and walked over to the elevator. “Theodore Winn has evacuated Sydney. He is moving those people to Helm’s Deep, an underground fortress in the central part of the…
…sword girth and settled himself comfortably against the trunk of the great mallorn tree upon which the central flet was built. He had chosen to keep this station himself together…
…the central table, two masons going north to seek work for the winter, and a lone traveler sitting quietly in a corner furthest from the hearth, a bottle of wine…
…an area long known as the land of the Druedain [a Sindarin name from ‘DruÂ’ + ‘EdainÂ’ or the ‘Edain of the WestÂ’]. The Druwaith Iaur in the mountain promontory…
…Raydon approached her. He grabbed the reigns of her mount and quickly led her and her horse to a small, rocky hill, which was central to the encampment. There, he…
…of the central regions of Ithilien. During that time I grew accustomed to Gimli, and the Elves. I think I was even starting to get used to travelling again without…
…own thoughts. Then I broke the silence. “The Silmaril has been in Central Beleriand for quite some time already,” I said. “But it is not until now that we try…
…are four dwarven Houses in the East. Three of them answered your grandfather’s call to war – the Stiffbeards of the far North, the Stonefoots of central Rhûn, and the…
…in the true land of his kindred. Upon reaching the central table, they were welcomed again by the Lord Olwë who bade them sit, and partake in the feast. Galadriel…