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Menace over Middle-Earth

Josh Tempest

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Menace over Middle Earth


Hier werde ich eine Fanfiction schreiben die 200 jahre nach dem Ringkrieg in Mittelerde spielt. Ich werde aber versuchen so zu schreiben, dass auch die verstehen, die Tolkiens Bücher nicht gelesen haben! Der Clou bei der Sache ist, dass ich alles auf Englisch schreiben werde! Ich poste hier mal eine Art Vorschau und je anch eurem Feeback werde ich mit der FanFiction beginnen!


Two hundred years after the ringwar a new shadow rises over the lands of Middle-Earth. An Evil not to seize in words menace the rest of the Elves who still live in the forgotten Rivendell. Only one adolescent from the capital of Gondor has got the power to fight it - but he has no sawy of his mission... yet. When robber barons destroyed parts of Minas Tirith his parents died and now he has to fight - for his life - for Middle-Earth...
 
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The morning sun rised over the dale of the river Anduin. Sice tousends of years this river was the frontier between the lands of the human and Mordor, the land of shadow and cruelity. The frontier between good and evil. But since the big enemy Sauron and his armed forces were defeated by the last union of humans and elves this menace dissapeared. Now the two big lands of the humans, Gondor and Rohan lives in peace and freedom for over two hundred years. Exactly like at this morning, when the sunbeams searched their way from the top of the White Mountains to the big capital of Gondor - the city Minas Tirith. Since the war against Mordor and Sauron has ended the city grew and abloomed. Seven white walls ran around the city which made the appearence of the whole urban miracoulus. At the highest point of the city there stood the big an lofty palast.

In a house - not very big, but also not very small, a 17-year old adulescend woke up by the sunbeams which flooded in his room through the shutters of the windows. His name was Armalion and he was the son of a craftman and a weaver. They were not very reach people but their salery sufficed to live with a little abundance. Armalion had got three siblings. Two younger brothers in the age of 3 and a little babysister from 4 months. He stood up and hatched in his clothes and bound his hair together. When he went out of the room his sister in the room next door began to cry. "Armalion... can you look for Elaria please?" shouted his mother from downstairs. "All right..." He went nto the little room in which his brothers and his sister sleeped. He went to the cradle and absorbed Elaria on his arm. "Hey little girl what's going on? Are you hungry?" When the little baby looked into the deep brown eyes of her guarding brother she started smiling. Armalion let his brothers sleeping and took Elaria downstairs to his mother, who already has made a simply, but very good tasting breakfast for Armalion and his father Aramis. "Is father already stood up?" asked Armalion when he saw the place of his father empty. "No, he went to the shop floor without eating something." "He will one day work oneseld to death..." Armalion whispered and sat his siter on her chair. Before the house there was an enormous nois. "Waht is going on out there?" Armalion said when he looked out of the window an saw the masses of people who peged up flags and pennants. "I think that's because of the King of Rohan who announced himself to come to Minas Tirith to meet King Viresse. But now sit down and eat something that you can go to your father and bring him his provisons."

On a craggy and cleft hill only three miles away from the city a man stand there looking toward Minas Tirith. His name was Urianon - the leader of a group of robber barons. His grand-grand father conduced Sauron in the ringwar and after Sauron dissapeared from this world his grand-grand father fled into the moutains and founded the "Union of Sauron's abiters", A big name with low targets. Because he and his men where not stong enough to fight against Minas Tirith they wanted to robb the city this night. Now Urianon has heard that Themoen, the King of Rohan would come to the urban this day to meet King Viresse of Gondor. An unparalleld chance to kill both kings and to prepicitate both lands into chaos. Both kings had no children yet... Perhaps one chance to change the balance of power between good and evil...
 
Ich schließe mich den anderen beiden völlig an! Einfach spitze, der Anfang deiner neuen FanFic! Ich hoffe, dass es bald weitergeht! Bin schon gespannt auf neue Teile!
 
Zwar bin ich nicht allzu gut in Englisch, doch verstehe ich alles einigermaßen gut *freu* :)

Deine Story ist einfach super!
Freue mich schon auf den nächsten Teil! :zustimmen
 
Auf Englisch zu schreiben ist einfach extrem mühsam. Deshalb habe ich mich entschlossen eine neue Mittelerde FF zu schreiben - auf deutsch.
Ich hoffe, das ist für euch okay ;)
 
Ist zwar schade, aber ich versteh es nur zu gut, dass du lieber auf deutsch schreibst. Dann freu ich mich schon auf die neue FF
 
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