Door To Mines Of Moria Novels & Stories

There would be no other chance to save her mother if Jakub eventually got executed, because Lily knew for sure that Dagon would keep to his words. Lily reached the entrance to the vaults, concealed behind a heavy, ornate door. She input Dagon’s code she’d memorized and slipped inside. The chamber was dimly lit, and the stone, in an ethereal blue glow, rested upon a pedestal. It’s radiance was both alluring and intimidating.

He wanted to move like a ghost. Inside, the mine was silent. The heavy machinery sat still, looking like sleeping giants in the dark. Lucas followed the signal on his phone, his boots clicking rhythmically against the metal floor. He descended deeper into the earth, past the offices and the equipment lockers, until he reached a section of the mine that had been closed for renovations. He reached a heavy, reinforced door. It was powered by an independent generator, the hum of electricity vibrating through the floorboards. Lucas pressed his thumb to the scanner. The light turned from red to green with a soft click.

I take a deep breath. “The door is not actually hard to find. It is a metal door insulated with electricity, no one can touch it without getting burnt. The password on the keypad is 9-4-1-2. The truth is my father has a single systematic key that can revoke requests so it's up to you to be smart about it, depending on the information I just gave you. I just don't want to be involved in the Landmines issues and I don't care if my father loses money.” “You didn't have to tell me all this but thank you, Mason,” He pressed a soft kiss on my lips, lingering to leave more tiny smooches like he couldn't get enough.

"Everything isn't about love at the moment. If I don't act, Seven in one pack will fall and stupid love cannot save that. I l.. like Beatrice but I need Tahira, I will go to her when all this is over. A huge monster just appeared from nowhere and a lot died, I can't risk that with Tahira. Don't ever try to stop me!" I warned and left her side when my dad called me back. "Wait Aiden! There's a secret passageway to the dungeon but the way can be very tricky so it needs extreme care. If not, any mistake might destroy the dungeon." He says and stands up tipping his chin with his fingers as if in deep thoughts. "Go to the back of the dungeon where there are no doors and trace where you see crafte

His eyes flicked toward the perimeter. Toward the silence. Then he stepped back. One step. Two. “This isn’t over,” he said quietly. Not a threat. A promise. Then he turned and walked into the maze of rusted cars. By the time my men moved— He was gone. I didn’t chase him. Because Fiona was still kneeling in the gravel, holding her son like the world had nearly ended. And in that moment, nothing else outranked that. She looked up at me then. Eyes wet

Looking over his shoulder at the approaching vehicle, Haldir opened the door to the mine then walked through and shut it behind him. Hearing the muffled slams of the truck doors shutting outside, Haldir squatted down in the corner and took his hatchet from his chest strap. He wasn’t there long before the door opened, and the white beams of their flashlights started poking through the blackness that surrounded them. Haldir stayed tucked into a corner and breathed shallow as the men slowly slid their feet along the dirty floor and made their way further into the only open mine shaft that remained.

Julian’s expression hardened. “But you never found the foundation.” The line went dead. Maya stared at him. “Who was that?” The phone rang again. Julian answered immediately. This time, the voice sounded closer. Almost amused. “You believe Torin was the architect.” Julian’s eyes narrowed. “Torin is dead.” “Torin was a door.” Maya’s face changed. “A door to what?” The voice ignored her. “Check Vault Four.” Julian glanced toward Maya. “The southern mines are not your greatest concern. Neither are the northern trade routes.”

"Are you sure?" He didn't respond, he just walked like the pink panther down the road, no way, to follow her. The impassable, old and worn road that we walked for more than three minutes seemed to have no end, or so she thought. My eyes saw between the gloom of the night and the density of the darkness about three vaults, aligned and ordered by size, one larger than the previous one, two of them were disabled, empty. But only one with lights on indicated that it was used. “It's there,” Abby whispered, “They have a back door that hasn't been discovered, we can go in through that.”

We are like lightning and thunder, distinct in nature but similar enough to coexist under the same sky. Lennox doesn't argue further about the larger suitcase. I close the trunk and inquire, "You remember which entrance leads where?" I gesture towards the two options. He has visited this place before as my mother's bodyguard. Maintaining eye contact, Lennox responds, "The left door leads to Azkaban. The right one takes us to Mordor." I stare at him, dumbfounded. I'm usually the one who cracks pop culture references, while Lennox isn't even fond of fantasy.

“Alright talk. You are wasting your time. The more you delay the more I get more feral about your arm.” Damon joined the talk. “I think we should kill him and find another alternative, sinve he is not letting on.” The man without hesitation after Damon's threatening words spoke, his eyes darting between us in pain. "There is—there is a secret doorway! beneath the remains of the temple. It leads directly into the stronghold's bottom floors.” he pointed to the spot. Damon gave me a quick look. “You’re lucky you spoke.” “ So that's our way right?”