Author's note: I own nothing. Um... yay nothing?
He was nothing but a man.
Nothing but a mortal beast, I held the span of his years in one hand,
Between two fingers I could string the fruit of his few years.
Upon my thumb I could collect the blood, the sweat… the tears.
And in the hissing of my breath, I could hold his worldly joys.
His passions were the stuff of flesh, his armaments but toys.
Odd company we kept, that man and I.
He did not know me as I knew him.
What did he see, from his poor spot on the cliffs?
Such a limited horizon is that of a man.
I remember that faintly… when remember I can.
Some grievance had been committed for him to have wandered here.
Most do not come to these mountains, too encroaching lay the fear.
And well it should, for in the mountains lay my domain.
The realm of Angmar,
My realm of Angmar,
My little world of pain.
A chance had brought me, his suffering held me.
I watched the cold zap the light from his eyes.
I watched as his skin grew as pale as mine, as a mortal's will when it dies.
I listened as he dreamed awake.
He thought he was not alone… and often he groaned out, "Help me…"
It became a drone, as the winter winds swept the peaks.
His eyes were wet before they closed… the tears, slid out in leaks.
Still I stood by him as the winter storm roared around me.
Preserved he lay, as if asleep with the white cushioning his face.
I was as cold as he, and he was as cold as I, both of us in deaths embrace…
Save that I would never die.
The quiet contemplation in those mountains haunts me yet,
I have so little memory of my own, but those hours I cannot forget…
What is the mind of one of my kind? What madness within warps?
That I felt dark kinship with a poor mans frozen corpse?
I close my eyes, and I am in those mountains still.
I am on those empty slopes again, had the fool known?
That this Nazgul sat his vigil; he did not perish alone.
…Suddenly a small part of me remembers a different place…
Where horizons were smaller and short was the span.
Where a figure stands before a mirror; and his face is my face…
…He is nothing but a man.