The light would not enter the opening to the mountain, and it made the feeling even worse.
“Soon you will experience the fabled hospitality of the dwarfs. And they call it a mine. A mine!”
Gimli said, quite proud of himself, as it was his cousin Balin that ruled here. Gandalf lit a light, so we could see.
“This is no mine. This is a tomb.”
Boromir said, as we could now see the corpses. Legolas pulled an arrow free from one of them.
He said, looking around with an expression of disgust.
I yelled, as it was very likely that the goblins were still here. We formed a line to protect the unexperienced hobbits, as we went backwards out of the cave. Suddenly the feeling got even worse, and I turned around to see the arm of a sea creature reaching for Frodo. Immediately I fired an arrow. As the arrow went deep through the skin, it pulled back. Only to attack with more power. Pulling Frodo towards the water. Legolas quickly fired an arrow as well, while Frodo was screaming for help.
Aragorn and Boromir ran into the water, cutting down anything that got in their way. I could not risk firing another shoot. The arms were moving to quick, and I could risk hitting either Aragorn or Boromir. So I just had to stand and watch.
Finally Boromir got close enough to cut of the arm that was holding Frodo. When he caught him, Aragorn and Boromir started running towards us, and Gandalf yelled.
“Into the mine!”
Legolas grapped me, and pulled me inside. I hit him over the hand; I could run without his help. As Aragorn, Boromir and Frodo entered the mine, the creature got a hold of the door to the entrance. In rage it pulled of the doors, causing the entrance to collapse.
“It would seem we have no other choice, but to go through the mines.”
I said, looking at Gandalf. He nodded, even though he was not comfortable with it.
“Let us hope your journey may go unnoticed.”
He said, moving forward. And so we walked through the mines. When we came to a point with two doors, we had to make camp. Gandalf could not remember this place.
“Sit down, Vanya.”
Aragorn asked me, as I was still the only one standing. I sighed.
“I am cold.”
I answered explaining why I was not sitting down. The ground was too cold.
“Elves do not get cold.”
Boromir said, leaning against a rock. Both wore more thick clothes than I, and could not yet fell the cold.
“I am not an elf, remember?”
I told him. He nodded, he had not forgotten. Legolas shortly searched his back, and pulled out a cape. He handed it towards me.
“I figured you might.”
He said. I was tempted to deny it. But it was too cold, and I had to except it. So I took it from him, and put it on.