The Ranger, Calenglîn III
Chapter One: The Mirkwood Guardians.

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Elladír rode on. He had ridden for over almost two weeks.

He had ridden up beside the Anduin until he came to the Gladden River (Sîr Ninglor).
This one had him and Snowflame swum over, as it was relatively calm. On their right side they had had The Gladden Fields (Loeg Ningloron).

There Elladír had made camp, even though the place gave him the chills. Snowflame had been worried and restless, as had Elladír.

That Night had been one the longest that Elladír had ever had.

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After that sleepless night, both the elf and the horse were glad to continue on towards Mirkwood.

They rode up beside the Anduin until they come to the bridge across the Old Ford.
They crossed the bridge and continued towards the border of the forest. Both the horse and the rider hesitated to ride into the wood.

"VALAR! I really hope that this letter is important, Nanitta! Because I really don't want to go into that forest" Elladír took a deep breath and nudged Snowflame forwards into the dark, silent forest.

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Almost two days had gone since Elladír and Snowflame had entered the forest of Mirkwood. The first day had been scary, as he had been attacked by both Orcs AND the giant spiders. Elladír had been the winner of both battles, but unscathed he was not.

An Orc had managed to cut him in the arm with a scimitar. A very dirty scimitar.
Elladír was sure that if he had been mortal, he had been lying in fever by now.

The young elf was now halfway through the Old Forest Road. Suddenly Snowflame stopped.
Something was wrong.

One second later the ground around the rider (and horse) was filled by elves. One of them stepped forward.

"You have entered the realm of Thranduil King. You can not turn back."

TBC

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