My Fate

by Anna Black

It wasn't originally about Frodo. It was merely inspired by him. This is a fairly dark poem, and somewhat like Gollum, but too much like Frodo. After much consideration, I decided to put it under fanfiction. Voila!

My Fate

They come.

The dark whisperers of the night.

They come for me and me alone.

They seek me out.

I'm always riding, hiding, running.

I run to the places where They cannot see.

I run like a rat from a housewife's broom.

Disgrace has fallen on my family's name.

No longer will my ancestors protect me from the life of a beggar.

And always They hunt me.

They search for what I carry.

I carry their fate in my pocket.

I carry the gem They cannot touch.

I carry the sun in my pocket.

Personal note: This poem is partially inspired by Ringwraiths, Frodo Baggins, and Sabriel/Abhorsen from Garth Nix's Sabriel. The second line came to me during French class, and I expanded from there.