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Hate the Light, Fear the Night
The grotesque figure crouching on the rock outcropping raised its head as the moon appeared from underneath the clouds, bathing the area in its white light.
The figure winced and covered its eyes, "We hates it precious, we hates the light," it hissed in a guttural voice.
"No we don't, we like the light," a meeker voice came from the figure, 'The lights is good."
"The lights hurts us, lights is tricksy," the more guttural voice was back.
"No. Precious tells us lights is bad, but lights is good. Lights was when we were happy, without Precious, without you." The meeker voice gained a harsh edge as it remembered all that it had had, and all that it had lost.
"Precious is right. Without Precious were would we be?" The figure broke into a hacking cough as it spoke.
"With friends like Deagol. Precious killed him. Precious is bad. Precious makes us do bad things that Smeagol doesn't want to do."
"Precious keeps us alive."
"Maybe Precious would be better if we died."
The last statement hung in the air as the creature risked a glance over its gaunt shoulder at the two figures asleep on the ground, "We musts be quieter or we'll wake the Master." Smeagol finally said but the other voice cut him off with a harsh laugh, "Master, master, master! Whys do you care if we wakes him up?"
"He's the master of the Precious."
"Not for long." The other voice said ominously.
Smeagol sighed, "I wish you'd go away," he whispered forlornly.
"You'll never be rid of me Smeagol. Just like you'll never be rid of the Precious. You need us."
Smeagol tried to reply that he didn't need them, but he couldn't. Because he did need them. Instead he looked up at the moon.
"What are you doing?"
"Looking at the moon," Smeagol replied as he forced himself to keep staring at the too bright orb.
"Look away, it hurts us!" the other voice demanded but Smeagol ignored him.
He was doing it to hurt Gollum, just the way Gollum had hurt him.
It was his revenge, however slight it seemed.
His revenge for all Gollum and the Precious had taken from him.
Fin.