"The master summons you."
He sighed, and turned from his work.
"Can the master not see that I am busy?"
"The master summons you."
Stupid beasts, he thought, sighing to himself. The only thing they were good for was killing.
How trying it was for an elf to be among such creatures.
He put his tools down next to the latest victim, still paralyzed from the spider poison, and followed the escort to the master. Not his master- oh no, but a master.
"Propheav,"
"Mouth," he said, "I was working."
"The Dark Lord bid me tell thee that he is displeased with your efforts thus far. I am to dispose of thee if efforts do not improve."
Mouth flashed a sickening black-gummed grin, and he grinned back.
"Oh but you won't do that," he smiled.
"And why not?"
"Because I am going to win you this war."
With a grin and a wave, he turned on his heel and walked back into the darkness.
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Prophet (a LOTR fanfic)
FanfictionRose has been brought to Middle Earth to protect someone she did not expect- Aragorn. Capable and daring, Mormeril tries to protect him from the dark forces that want to destroy him and the line of kings. Through Helms Deep, Pelinor feilds, and to t...
