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Episode 57

Gandalf continued to stand before the Dwarven doors, bellowing spell after spell in every tongue Namariarwen had heard upon Middle Earth, but still to no avail...

Renyarwen and Jéowyn were talking together... and Namariarwen had no desire to attempt conversation with the hostile Delphaen, so she sat aside, watching the moonlight shimmering over the dark, sickly, black lake.

...a cloud passed over the moon briefly, plunging the company into darkness. Gandalf cursed angrily under his breath as the markings upon the door once again faded into nothing.
Namariarwen's eyes were drawn to that star that sat upon her finger, her father's ring....

The silmaril glowed brightly upon her slender finger, and for a moment she became lost in it's beauty... staring deeper and deeper into the brilliant silver and gold depths...

The band of mithril and sapphires glittered on her finger... dazzling, almost blinding...
"It's... I... I don't know what to say!!" she stammered, her own sparkling sapphiresque eyes glittering with no less brilliance than the ring upon her finger...

"The ring..." he explained "represents my love for you... it has no beginning, and no end, it just goes on forever..."

Namariarwen took a short intake of breath, almost overcome...

"I tell you now Nari, I had quite a time trying to find a ring that would match your beauty... This is the workmanship of the dwarves of Moria"

"It's beautiful Heitann!" she smiled, drinking in the romance and Heitann's love for her...

"STOP!" hissed an angry voice in her ear

Namariarwen sat up sharp, snapping back to reality with an unpleasant jolt.
Renyarwen's eyes were filled with anger mixed with concern...

'What were you doing?" she whispered angrily...

"I.. I don't know.. I mean I didn't mean to, I... I don't know what's happening to me... why i keep thinking of him..."

"His thought must be bent on you, and as we draw nearer to him, your thoughts in turn, are being drawn towards him. You must fight it Namariarwen... it is dangerous for you, and for the fellowship. You must keep your wits about you!"

"It has been decades since I last saw Heitann, why would he be thinking of me now?" queried Namariarwen, her midnight blue eyes sparkling from the glimmer of her ring...

"The enemy must know of our approach... Saruman is communicating with Sauron through his palantir... this is a very grievous and dangerous turn of events" spake Renyarwen, her voice heavy and full of portent
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