Re: This is my life Story

I turned to the left, and then to the right, but both were blocked by the gruesome creatures. I went for my bow, but they had drawn too quickly. They had me captured and all of my weapons unsheathed. I felt so helpless...the only thing I could think of, was to yell for help.
"Amrod! Colonel! Goblins...it's goblins!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

I heard stirring as I continued to yell before I felt the blunt end of a sword to the back of my neck. It was a pain unlike anything I've ever felt. It did not go black all of the sudden. First the colors swirled, then I could not think at all...then, the world faded into darkness.

I awoke with a start at the sound of a torch moving through the tunnels around me. Goblins moved back and forth throughout the chambers. Suddenly, a shadowed figure appeared in front of my cage. I lunged at him, but I was restrained by chains and a gag.

The creature stepped into the torch light just a little bit...it was the High Priest Celebrimbor, a Grey Elf of sorts. I stepped back to adjust my eyes, just to make sure my mind wasn't playing tricks on me...no, to my dismay, it wasn't.

"Oh, Erestor, the Hero of the Cyprus Lands, come to solve all of middle Earth's problems have ya'? Yes, I'm sure you have. You could never let a battle go. Anything you can spill blood in. Take off that gag," Celebrimbor told one of the guards.

My gag slipped off of my face, "You're a traitor," I said, the first chance I got.

"No, Erestor! You're the traitor! An Elf shall not bring harm upon any other Elf under any circumstance. As I recall, the Battle of Hell's Hole, you spilt more Elven blood in those thirty days, then most murderers spill in their entire lifetime. Now, tell me, who is the traitor," the Priest said...

((To be continued...tell me if you like it))

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> I turned to the left, and then to the right, but both were blocked by the gruesome creatures. I went for my bow, but they had drawn too quickly. They had me captured and all of my weapons unsheathed. I felt so helpless...the only thing I could think of, was to yell for help. > "Amrod! Colonel! Goblins...it's goblins!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. > I heard stirring as I continued to yell before I felt the blunt end of a sword to the back of my neck. It was a pain unlike anything I've ever felt. It did not go black all of the sudden. First the colors swirled, then I could not think at all...then, the world faded into darkness. > I awoke with a start at the sound of a torch moving through the tunnels around me. Goblins moved back and forth throughout the chambers. Suddenly, a shadowed figure appeared in front of my cage. I lunged at him, but I was restrained by chains and a gag. > The creature stepped into the torch light just a little bit...it was the High Priest Celebrimbor, a Grey Elf of sorts. I stepped back to adjust my eyes, just to make sure my mind wasn't playing tricks on me...no, to my dismay, it wasn't. > "Oh, Erestor, the Hero of the Cyprus Lands, come to solve all of middle Earth's problems have ya'? Yes, I'm sure you have. You could never let a battle go. Anything you can spill blood in. Take off that gag," Celebrimbor told one of the guards. > My gag slipped off of my face, "You're a traitor," I said, the first chance I got. > "No, Erestor! You're the traitor! An Elf shall not bring harm upon any other Elf under any circumstance. As I recall, the Battle of Hell's Hole, you spilt more Elven blood in those thirty days, then most murderers spill in their entire lifetime. Now, tell me, who is the traitor," the Priest said... > ((To be continued...tell me if you like it))
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