Chapter 3
When I finally came to Aragorn was cradling me in his arms running down a long narrow bridge. I stirred a little and Aragorn almost dropped me he was so surprised. He didn't say anything to me and he just kept running. I didn't look around try to move because I was in to much agony to do so.
Aragorn ran for a short time until we were outside. Once we got out side he sat me down on a patch of grass and said to me, "I thought you had died." As he turned away from me I could see that he was grieving over something but I couldn't tell to whom or what it was for. Then he came back over to me and told me something that no one ever wants to here from anyone. "Frodo, Gandalf fell. He fell into the darkness of Moria," he told me as he held back his tears. I had no response to what he had told me, after all what are you to say to something like that.
Then Aragorn told Gimli, Legolas, and Boromir to get us up. I was fine to walk one but my chest was throbbing and my right arm stung terribly. After they got everyone up we ran where we were going I did not know. Me and Sam both soon fell behind. Sam had a nasty gash on his forehead and I was battling for every breath that I took.
Soon Aragorn came running back to us apologizing to us when there really wasn't a need to. "I'm sorry, I had forgotten you were injured," he said to us as he made us sit down so that he could check the severity of our injury's. Aragorn came over to me before he did Sam. He helped me get my shirt off so that he could see just how bad my chest really was. Even before I looked at it I knew it had to be extremely bad. I saw the expression on Aragorn's face and it was filled with anxiety and concern.
I almost didn't want to look at it but it agonized my so much that there was no way that I couldn't look at it. The left side of my chest was black, deep blue and purple. I winced at the pain from Aragorn touching it, but I knew that he was helping me. He put some of the Athelas into some water and bathed my side with it. The agony was almost to great to bear but when Aragorn had finished the pain in my chest decreased.
After he finished washing my chest he made a pad of cloth and gently laid it over the large bruise on my chest to help cushion it. When I went to help Aragorn put my shirt back on me a severe pain short up my right arm. I cried out in pain from it and then I dropped my shirt. I immediately cupped my hand over the top of my right arm because it hurt terribly.
Aragorn immediately but gently took my hand away and found a long cut down my right arm. I was in to much agony before to notice it but it is bleeding and throbbing now. Aragorn rubbed some more of the Athelas in the long gash in my arm, then he took some cloth and gently wrapped the top of my right arm up. As soon as Aragorn was finished helping me he went over to Sam. Aragorn did the same for Sam as he had me. After he cleaned out Sam's cut he left it open so that it would heal faster.
"Frodo," Aragorn said to me. I looked up at him and then he asked me, " Frodo, are you well enough to continue on?." But I was in to much pain to answer him so I just closed my eyes and shook my head no. I wasn't ready to go on, and if I did I would drop to the ground and gasp for air. But Aragorn was in haste to get to Lothlorien, so he scooped me up and we set out for Lothlorien.
When I finally came to Aragorn was cradling me in his arms running down a long narrow bridge. I stirred a little and Aragorn almost dropped me he was so surprised. He didn't say anything to me and he just kept running. I didn't look around try to move because I was in to much agony to do so.
Aragorn ran for a short time until we were outside. Once we got out side he sat me down on a patch of grass and said to me, "I thought you had died." As he turned away from me I could see that he was grieving over something but I couldn't tell to whom or what it was for. Then he came back over to me and told me something that no one ever wants to here from anyone. "Frodo, Gandalf fell. He fell into the darkness of Moria," he told me as he held back his tears. I had no response to what he had told me, after all what are you to say to something like that.
Then Aragorn told Gimli, Legolas, and Boromir to get us up. I was fine to walk one but my chest was throbbing and my right arm stung terribly. After they got everyone up we ran where we were going I did not know. Me and Sam both soon fell behind. Sam had a nasty gash on his forehead and I was battling for every breath that I took.
Soon Aragorn came running back to us apologizing to us when there really wasn't a need to. "I'm sorry, I had forgotten you were injured," he said to us as he made us sit down so that he could check the severity of our injury's. Aragorn came over to me before he did Sam. He helped me get my shirt off so that he could see just how bad my chest really was. Even before I looked at it I knew it had to be extremely bad. I saw the expression on Aragorn's face and it was filled with anxiety and concern.
I almost didn't want to look at it but it agonized my so much that there was no way that I couldn't look at it. The left side of my chest was black, deep blue and purple. I winced at the pain from Aragorn touching it, but I knew that he was helping me. He put some of the Athelas into some water and bathed my side with it. The agony was almost to great to bear but when Aragorn had finished the pain in my chest decreased.
After he finished washing my chest he made a pad of cloth and gently laid it over the large bruise on my chest to help cushion it. When I went to help Aragorn put my shirt back on me a severe pain short up my right arm. I cried out in pain from it and then I dropped my shirt. I immediately cupped my hand over the top of my right arm because it hurt terribly.
Aragorn immediately but gently took my hand away and found a long cut down my right arm. I was in to much agony before to notice it but it is bleeding and throbbing now. Aragorn rubbed some more of the Athelas in the long gash in my arm, then he took some cloth and gently wrapped the top of my right arm up. As soon as Aragorn was finished helping me he went over to Sam. Aragorn did the same for Sam as he had me. After he cleaned out Sam's cut he left it open so that it would heal faster.
"Frodo," Aragorn said to me. I looked up at him and then he asked me, " Frodo, are you well enough to continue on?." But I was in to much pain to answer him so I just closed my eyes and shook my head no. I wasn't ready to go on, and if I did I would drop to the ground and gasp for air. But Aragorn was in haste to get to Lothlorien, so he scooped me up and we set out for Lothlorien.
