early morning.
At dawn, the first ray of white clouds appears in the east.
All of Lothlorien has not yet fully awakened from its slumber.
In the main city of Karas Galadon, there is a quiet ferry crossing.
The eight-man Fellowship of the Ring expedition headed by Aragorn and a dozen tall elves in robes were already standing in front of the ferry.
At this time, eight members of the expedition team stood in a row wearing blue robes.
In front of eight people.
Lord Celeborn of Lothlorien looked at the Fellowship of the Ring giving their final instructions.
"You have a great responsibility, I don't need to say anything more."
"We never let outsiders wear our clothes. I hope these cloaks will bring you good luck."
"Goodbye everyone, may Lothlorien's blessings be with you..."
After some final blessings.
Everyone in the expedition team was busy loading the dry food, drinks and supplies presented by Lord Celeborn and Galadriel onto the boat.
Aragorn, the nominal leader of this expedition team, was also called together by Celeborn alone and was explaining something.
"Every time you take a step south, the danger will increase."
"The orcs of Mordor now guard the banks of the Anduin River, and the west bank is not safe either."
"Recently we have seen orcs with white palm marks on their faces and armor walking around our borders."
"Orcs rarely go out in the sun, but they are different. They can move in the sun..."
"You are being followed now, so be careful..."
"As you walk along the river, remember to look for opportunities to get rid of Sauron's eyes..."
Lord Celeborn and Aragorn chatted for a long time.
When the rest of the expedition loaded all the supplies onto three small boats.
The eastern light group finally jumped out of the horizon and shed the first ray of warm sunshine on the earth.
Galadriel, wearing a pure white dress, pale skin, and an ethereal and beautiful temperament, walked out of the sun with several elven attendants.
After finishing their busy work, the members of the expedition team immediately got off the boat and came to the shore.
Three days in Lothlorien.
Even Gimli, the young Turin dwarf who was once the most prejudiced and angry young dwarf against elves, has sincere admiration and respect for this famous and legendary elf through their acquaintance in the past few days.
The members of the expedition still stood in a row because they noticed that Galadriel had brought gifts for everyone.
"Legolas, the gift I give you is the bow of the Galadhrim. I hope you can defeat more enemies..."
Legolas accepted the gift respectfully.
This is a longer and sturdier longbow than the Dark Forest longbow he usually uses. The bowstring is made of a strand of elf hair, and it comes with a quiver of special arrows.
The moment he got this longbow, Legolas noticed how unusual it was and immediately fell in love with it.
"Meriadoc Brandybuck and Peregrine Took, these are two special daggers made by the Dúnedain in the north. I hope they can keep you safe..."
Galadriel picked up two exquisite small daggers with black scabbards from the attendant's tray behind her and handed them to the two hobbits with a smile.
Merry and Pippin immediately stretched out their hands respectfully to take the dagger, and pulled it out with joyful expressions on their faces.
The dagger is in the shape of a long and narrow willow leaf. It is sharply made and decorated with red and gold snake patterns. There are also several beautiful gemstones inlaid on the dagger blade, which looks both beautiful and sharp.
This made Sam standing next to him hot-eyed.
Just when Sam was looking forward to Lady Galadriel giving him a beautiful dagger like the two companions of Meripipin.
When he saw the rope handed over by the other party, a look of disappointment immediately appeared on his face.
Galadriel didn't care, just smiled and said: "Samwise Gamgee, I will give you an elven rope made of Hisslan..."
"Boromir, what I give you is a golden belt made by elves..."
"Thank you, ma'am..."
Boromir saluted quickly after receiving the gift.
Galadriel soon came to Gimli.
"Gimli, son of Groim, what elf gift do you want?"
Galadriel looked at the dwarf in front of her and smiled.
Gimli was so dazzled by Galadriel's astonishing beauty that he didn't dare to raise his head.
"I don't want anything. I just want to hear more of Lady Galadriel's gentle words and see more of the Queen's beautiful face. Her face is more brilliant and dazzling than all the jewels in the ground..."
Finally, the nervous Gimli said what he had been holding back for several days.
But his heartfelt praise also succeeded in making Galadriel in front of him laugh happily.
Seeing that the other party was not angry, Gimli became a little bolder. Under Galadriel's kind insistence, he said nervously: "If it is possible, I... I hope to get a piece of your hair, Madam." , which surpasses in my mind the stars in the sky, the gold in the earth, and the gems in the mines.”
"Sorry ma'am, I know this is a stupid request..."
The moment he spoke out his innermost request, Jinli immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly bowed his head and apologized.
But Galadriel's anger did not come, but her gentle words as always.
"Gimli, your request can be granted..."
Galadriel smiled and spoke, and Gimli immediately noticed something on his hands.
He looked up and saw three beautiful, shiny golden hairs lying on his hands.
Jin Li stared at the three hairs on his hand with wide eyes, and was about to say something with great excitement.
Galadriel smiled and shook her head and walked to Frodo who was standing aside.
Speaking of this, I have to mention an allusion.
The protagonist of one of this allusions is Galadriel;
The other is Galadriel's uncle, the eldest son of Finwë, the first king of the Noldor, and the second High King of the Noldor: Fëanor.
Fëanor's forging skills are extremely outstanding. He is not only a highly skilled craftsman, but also a linguist and scholar.
In his hands, he created many famous treasures, such as the Palantir Gem (also known as the True Knowledge Crystal Ball).
Of course, his most famous and greatest work is the three "Silmaril" stones.
It is said that Fëanor was inspired to create the Silmarillion after seeing Galadriel's hair, and chose to fuse the brilliance of the twin trees into the Silmarillion.
As for Galadriel, Fëanor asked her for a lock of hair three times, but Galadriel refused each time.
If the soul had been left in the palace of Mandos, Fëanor would have vomited blood and died if he saw Galadriel giving the dwarves three hairs at a time that he had repeatedly asked for but could not get.
Back to the topic.
Jin Li looked at the three blond hairs in his hand and was so excited that he couldn't speak.
Galadriel walked up to the ring bearer Frodo and said softly: "Goodbye Frodo Baggins..."
"I give you the Light of Elendil."
"Our most beloved star..."
"May it guide you in the darkness when all light is extinguished..."
The expedition arrived on the third day of Lothlorien, the golden forest.
With Galadriel and Lord Celeborn's blessings and gifts, the expedition went on their way.
Legolas and Gimli were on the same ship.
Boromir took Merry and Pippin on the same boat.
Finally, Aragorn took Frodo and Sam on a boat.
The three canoes rode the tributaries and headed straight towards the larger, wider and longer Anduin River in the distance ahead.
...
Moria.
Khazadum Bridge Dark Abyss.
"call..."
"Huhu..."
The cold wind howled and the wind and snow blew endlessly.
At the junction entrance of the ice and snow world and the underground river, two figures were talking.
A tall and strong man, wearing a dark red mighty armor, a luxurious black robe, carrying a long bow and arrows on his back, and a long sword hanging on his waist.
The other was a tall, thin old man wearing a dirty gray robe with some blood stains, a gray pointed hat, and a white hair and beard.
can appear here.
The man was, of course, Morgan, who had been trapped for several days.
The old man is the wizard Gandalf who just woke up not long ago.
But unlike Gandalf who had long gray hair and a gray beard a few days ago.
At this time, Gandalf's beard and hair were completely white, his kind face was more majestic than before, and his eyes were more intelligent.
"Gandalf, now that you are brand new, can you still remember what happened in the past few days?"
Morgan looked at the old man beside him and asked.
Although his beard and hair became whiter, Morgan felt an extra sense of majesty in the returned Gandalf.
That is the extraordinary temperament that can be naturally exuded by those who are truly powerful.
Morgan had never felt like this before with Gandalf.
Obviously, after being promoted to a white-robed wizard, Gandalf can obviously use more of his own strength as Maia.
"Of course, I still remember that you and I teamed up to defeat the Balrog."
"You jumped on Balrog's chest and pierced Balrog's chest with Gramdrin..."
"But my eyes turned black..."
"At that moment, darkness swallowed me up."
"I lost consciousness..."
"I don't know how long it has been, but I just feel like every day seems like a lifetime..."
"But I didn't die, I was reborn."
"I was sent back..."
"Continue my unfinished mission..."
Gandalf said as he looked at the wind and snow in front of him, his eyes full of wisdom recalling and pondering.
"Then do you still remember your unfinished mission before?" Morgan continued to ask.
Gandalf looked calm: "Destroy the Supreme Ring and defeat Sauron and Saruman."
After hearing this, Morgan was completely relieved and said with a smile: "Just remember, I'm afraid you'll forget this."
"Of course I won't forget..."
Gandalf suddenly turned his head and looked at his old friend beside him, with a funny smile on his face: "Even if you forget about other people, you can't forget to protect Morgan for me."
"Ha ha..."
"You can't be wrong if you can talk like that."
Seeing Gandalf's familiar expression, Morgan immediately laughed out loud.
"Speaking of which, if you come back one day later."
"I should plan to bury you tomorrow."
Morgan took out his pipe, filled it with tobacco, lit it and started smoking.
Seeing Morgan's actions, even though he was promoted to a white-robed wizard, Gandalf still skillfully took off the pipe from his waist and started puffing away.
"Why?"
Gandalf let out a long breath of smoke and smiled.
"Because you are starting to stink." Morgan said disgustedly.
"No way?"
Gandalf was startled, and immediately raised his arms and sniffed from side to side.
"so far so good..."
Realizing that his body odor was still within the acceptable range, Gandalf couldn't help but feel happy.
Bah, bah, bah...
"call..."
"Do you know where this is?"
"In the underground river behind us, I walked all the way to the end of the upper and lower reaches, but I couldn't find a way out."
Morgan held his pipe in his mouth and turned to look at Gandalf and asked.
"Then...have you searched for the snowy land in front of us?"
Hearing Morgan's words, Gandalf frowned slightly and said.
"not yet..."
"I originally planned to look for you today, but I turned back when I felt your awakening."
"So, no action has been taken yet."
Morgan shook his head and spoke, looking at the ice and snow world in front of him.
These days, the wind and snow here never really stop.
The only difference is that sometimes it's bigger and sometimes it's smaller.
Just like now, the wind and snow are obviously much lighter than an hour ago.
Gandalf did not directly reply to Morgan's words, but took a step forward and looked at the surrounding snow peaks, frowning, obviously lost in thought.
Morgan didn't bother Gandalf either, just smoking silently.
After a while, Gandalf turned his head, looked at Morgan and said, "This should still be Moria."
"What's the meaning?"
Morgan was shocked.
A few days ago, he and Gandalf were pulled down into the dark abyss under the Khazadum Bridge by the Balrog.
It fell but I don’t know how long it took.
It's useless even if he knows how deep he is underground in Moria.
But he heard that there was obviously more to Gandalf's words than that.
"I can't explain it clearly."
"It can only be said that we should not be in the underground abyss of Moria now..."
"Let's go, let's go for a walk together. I should be able to figure out where we are now by then."
Gandalf shook his head and said.
"Okay, that's what I'm planning to do."
Morgan nodded, looked at the dirty Gandalf and suddenly said: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something to fill your stomach?"
"Well..."
"Gu Gu Gu Gu..."
As soon as Gandalf came to his senses, he immediately made an embarrassed sound in his belly, and immediately smiled and said, "Well, it seems he is hungry."
The two of them were planning to go back to the dark river to cook something to fill their stomachs.
at this time.
An eagle roar suddenly came from the distant sky.
"This is?"
Upon hearing this voice, Morgan and Gandalf immediately looked overjoyed.
The two of them quickly rushed onto a giant frozen stone.
Morgan raised his head and looked around.
Gandalf immediately began to mutter something.
Soon, the second eagle whistle sounded again.
The two of them looked at the sky in the distance, and finally saw a black figure hovering in the very high sky, followed by an even louder roar of an eagle.
ten minutes later.
When the two people standing on the frozen boulder looked at the figure of the eagle getting closer and bigger in their sight, they looked happy.
Half an hour later.
Flying away from the snowy mountain that is covered with ice and snow all year round.
"Gwaihir, why are you here?"
Gandalf, who was sitting on the broad and thick back of the eagle, asked in confusion.
"It was Lady Galadriel who told me the news and asked me to come find you."
The Eagle King beneath him smiled.
Morgan was delighted when he heard this, and immediately asked: "Lord Gwaihir, shall we go now?"
"Of course we are going to Karas Galadon in the Golden Forest now."
The Eagle King underneath him said no more.
Morgan and Gandalf sat on the back of the big eagle and didn't talk much.
The two of them flew straight towards Lothlorien's direction.
Morgan felt a little sigh in his heart. He had regretted not being able to see Galadriel, the most legendary and powerful elf queen in the entire Middle-earth world, with his own eyes.
Unexpectedly, everything was changing constantly, and in the blink of an eye, the opportunity was right in front of me.
