Posted Jan 06 2012 - 01:33 PM
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: :An hour went by. The gravel of the forest floor crunched under his armored feet. The stars shone down, unblinking.Takanuva was beginning to feel restless. Striding on through the endless darkness, there was no destination, no real direction. He had no goal, other than getting out of the forest, and now he felt as if he were going in circles.The trees seemed to gather more thickly around him as he went on, the branches lowering like twisted arms. It was an unsettling place, this forest. No sound disturbed the silence, other than the crunch of gravel and the mourning of the wind. There were no rahi here. Nothing at all.It was a place that felt...left behind. Abandoned. Empty. A house with no inhabitants...He shivered. Would the night never end? Perhaps here night was eternal.”Ironic,” he thought. "They said I was supposed to drive out the night, bring a ‘new day’. Now I can’t even manage a flicker...”He squinted, putting a hand out in front of him to push away the low-hanging twigs.“A Toa of Light in need of a lightstone...”That made him laugh. The sound seemed to carry through the dead ranks of the trees. A sound that had not been heard in that place for ages.And then another sound answered it.A whisper.A voice.Takanuva froze. Had he really heard it, or was his tired mind playing tricks? He quickened his pace, turning to the right, eyes straining through the darkness.There it was again, almost an echo of a voice...faint and far off in the distance. He turned back to the left now, listening intently.This was something. It must be. He had to follow it, but it was hard to tell which direction it came from. How would he ever find it? The thought of wandering endlessly through this ancient, empty forest pricked his spirit with dread. A terrible fate...His eyes narrowed with resolve. No...he would not let that happen.He stopped abruptly, looking around. Something had changed, something was different, wrong...he felt a strange sensation of……burning? Something was burning him! Hot against his armor. There—at his waist.It was the gnomon.He snatched it from the slot he had placed it in and held it up. A burning vibration moved through his fingers as he stared at it, wide-eyed. The small rod almost seemed to glow faintly before his face, or perhaps it was just the reflection of the stars...“What does this mean?” Another question, another riddle. He clenched the gnomon tightly in his fist, frustrated.“What are you trying to tell me?” he said aloud, his voice rising.“Gah!” A sharp vibration rattled his fingers in response, and he dropped the gnomon to the ground, flickering in the dimness.He cursed and stooped to snatch it up again, reaching downward. But before he could touch it......it moved.He withdrew his hand, gasping in surprise. The small instrument quivered in the dust for a moment, turning slowly in an arch as he watched, almost as if it were...orienting itself.Abruptly, it slid forward, skittering along the ground before him, drawing a line in the rough gravel.Takanuva watched its progress in amazement for a moment, almost not believing his eyes.Then again, he had seen stranger things, hadn’t he? He did not have the will to question this new development. He shrugged tiredly and followed, letting the gnomon lead him on, half bent in the dimness. He wouldn’t let it get away.“Where are you taking me?” he muttered, stumbling over tree roots and small rises in the terrain. Straight onward it led, like a compass, pointing the way.“Fitting for a gnomon,” he thought, chuckling a little.That was when he heard the voice again.His ears pricked up at the sound, tuned to the direction intently. It was close now! Straight ahead, it seemed, just over a small rise. The gnomon was heading right for it!He stood up straight and gave chase, dashing up the gentle, tree-covered slope, ignoring the branches that grasped and tore at his armor. He had his goal, and he would not be deterred. Before him, the gnomon vanished over the rise, leaving only the thin trail in the dust behind it.Quick, Takanuva, onward!He spurred forward, a feeling of excitement flooding his mind as he rushed helter-skelter up the slope, stumbling a little as he crested the rise—Suddenly he was falling forward, his feet meeting only air as he flailed into emptiness. Wind whistled in his ears for a split-second as he fell four bio down the steep embankment beneath him, landing heavily upon his face in the mulch below.“Oh…” he groaned heavily, “How graceful,” He lay still for a moment, eyes closed, berating himself for his stupidity. He hadn’t been paying attention, too intent on the movement of the gnomon. It was a foolish mistake. He should know better.Takanuva sighed now, raising his head and shaking the dust from his eyes.That was when he noticed it: the light.Light!It almost blinded him as he looked upward. He shaded his dull eyes with one hand, raising himself to his knees. Moments passed as he acclimated himself to the white glare, regaining his balance. What was it? The wind was utterly silent now, but there was another sound.A whispering.A voice.“Hail, creature of the Great Beings,” it said. The voice was calm, utterly composed. It sounded almost familiar, like a voice that had always been speaking in the back of his mind, somewhere. A voice that was too often drowned out...Listening to that voice, Takanuva felt a sense of awe fall upon him. He opened his mouth to speak, but couldn’t manage any words to reply. He drew a breath, still squinting into the glow.At last, he lowered his hand, staring full-on into the source of the shimmering radiance.And what he saw amazed him.
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Edited by Tolkien, Jan 06 2012 - 01:34 PM.