1. Introduction and Warning
The genesis of this story is as follows: I recently bought a games console (an XBOX, to be precise) and the game “The Two Towers”. You know the kind of thing – you play as Aragorn, Legolas or Gimli, fighting all sorts of fell beasts in increasingly difficult scenarios. Scenes from the Peter Jackson films are included as well. It’s all rather clever really. To link the battle scenes together, a computer-generated Aragorn tells the story of the Fellowship’s adventures to Eowyn, who gazes up at him, drinking in every word, I might add.
To say that I enjoyed playing this game would be like saying Gollum was mildly interested in the One Ring. Days went by without me moving from in front of the telly, motionless apart from the twitching of my fingers on the controller, silent but for the occasional cry of, “Get out of the flipping way, Gimli!”
One evening, when I was playing particularly badly and my character had been turned into elf-casserole by trolls for the twentieth time, I muttered, “I bet you’re getting really sick of this, aren’t you Legolas!” It was at that moment that the idea for this story struck me.
And so I relinquished the XBOX and turned to my computer keyboard, hoping perhaps that the writing of the story would somehow purge me of my slavish addiction to the game and prevent me from being crippled by Repetitive Strain Injury. The result can be read below, but I have to warn you that if you have not played “The Two Towers”, or at least a similar kind of computer game, some sections of it will not make sense.
And have I been cured of my addiction I hear you ask? Well, yes of course. I do not need to play on the XBOX any more. No, no, no! I have no desire to watch my heroes hacking and slashing their way across Middle Earth any more. Heavens no! It’s the last thing on my mind at the moment. I’m not one of those sad creatures who lives her life vicariously through imaginary characters from a book! Gracious no! Far from it! I’ve got much better things to do with my life…
Mind you… my Carpal Tunnel Syndrome seems to have cleared up a bit… maybe it wouldn’t do any harm to just have a little game…? Just one, you understand. For old times’ sake. I’ll just plug the XBOX in here and…
… Go, Leggy! Go!
This is a work of fan fiction, written because the author has an abiding love for the works of J R R Tolkien. The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of the Tolkien Estate, Tolkien Enterprises, and possibly New Line Cinema, except for certain original characters who belong to the author of the said work. The author will not receive any money or other remuneration for presenting the work on this archive site. The work is the intellectual property of the author, is available solely for the enjoyment of Henneth Annûn Story Archive readers, and may not be copied or redistributed by any means without the explicit written consent of the author.