Well, I am really excited to be writing my first fanfic (or similar item, in this case)! This is a free-verse (very free-verse) poem about an individual who is attacked by the Nazgul. You will never learn their name, nor will you learn anything else about them. The idea behind this poem is that you have to figure out all the little details.

Please review! I accept criticism as much as I would accept a compliment.

Disclaimer: All figments of Tolkien's imagination belong to Tolkien. All figments of my imagination belong to me.

The Descent

I run

They are upon me

Not far behind

Soon they will catch me

For my breath has already fled

In fear of the approaching darkness

My heart slams its battered form

Against my rib cage

Begging to escape

No part of me

Desires to be a part of this

This horrible here and now

That I run from

I cannot go on

My screaming muscles

Are drowned out by

The shrieks of immortal beasts

Once men

Now no more

Neither alive nor dead

Their horses rear

One alights itself on hillside

Alongside my trembling form

I cry out

In incomprehensible words and tongues

Do not hurt me

Please do not hurt me

Do not cause me harm

The power of the nine men

Alive or dead I do now know

My cries and screams do not pierce

Their ears

If their ears exist

I draw out my knife

My only weapon

It guards my face but not my heart

The dark figure

Draws a knife of its own

One with a deadly sheen

A fabled Morgul-blade

My heart cries out

Fighting against the

Prison of my bones

My lungs heave

No

No

No

I force myself

To my feet

With a war cry

A last burst of strength

A last hope of survival

And victory

I plunge my blade

Into the dark tattered cloak of my enemy

But some unearthly power

A power beyond me

Or my understanding

Keeps my blade from

Meeting flesh or sinews

The dark beings own knife dives forward

A clawed hand wrapped

About its hilt

My hands fly up

In uncontrolled surrender

I am forced

By the dark power

To give in

To give up

To no longer hold on

The Morgul-blade

Once only by legend portrayed

Sinks in between bones

And flesh

And skin

What did I do to deserve

This horrid pain

And punishment?

My screaming heart is silenced

And I fall into the black.