The Carraige

The two fathers were armed up to their sleeves. Guns and arrows were given equal importance, as much as the items that were docked in the carriage. Do we check what is inside? asked one of the dwarves. And what do we do after that? he asked " Be even more scared". His eyes widened and fear took hold of him. " It is best we do not know what is inside the carriage" he said . You are right, replied the other dwarf. They trotted into the toughest part of the passage. Light your flames! said the dwarf. We will not be able to see anything at all, now. The trees will completely eclipse the moonlight from passing through inside. The dwarf lit the flames and the horses just stopped shy of entering inside the forest. Giddyap! said the dwarf and tightened the reins. They moved ahead, albeit slowly inside the dark forests where no light shall pass through. The other dwarf had got up and shone the flames ahead. Still nothing could be seen! only barely the path ahead was visible. As much as the horses hesitated to move up ahead, the dwarf did not give up. He pushed the horses forward, relentlessly. For as he knew that, if they stopped. They would be put in grave danger. Sit in front of the horse, said one of the dwarves. " Light the path ahead!" he said the man carrying the flames. The dwarf jumped over from the carriage and on to the horse.

Stop your carriage now! Said voices creeping out of the forest. And it was the dwarfs, easily could be told by their slang. The dwarf holding the lantern turned back. Do not look back! Said Blothir. The voices continued. "If you do not stop, you will die" said the voices. Aramir turned back to Blothir, who was looking at the direction the voice was coming from. Blothir! He called out again. What ? He whispered back like the voices that surrounded them. I think we are cornered! Replied Aramir. Do not think! Just look ahead and keep the flames on, said Blothir. Easy for you to say, my life goes first! Murmured Aramir.