One day when Shelob visits, she finds Deleb settling herself into a deep lake. The once vibrant blue water is now thick and dark.

Shelob peers up at her and her fronth tusks click together. Deleb smiles. ' They did not tell you of this, Shelob?' Shelob clicks again. She cannot speak yet, and Deleb doubts she will master the languages of men, elf and dwarf completely if she learns.

'Demons like me, we sometimes fall into a deep sleep. Some call it the frozen sleep since we sink deep into the earth and wake only centuries later. My last was long ago, and now it is the time i sleep again.' Shelob stays quiet. Deleb slithers to her. Then her eyes and face soften. ' I am sorry i have to sleep when i met you, my friend. I shall miss you dearly.'

She stretches herself around the spider as best as she can and hugs her. Shelobs body is cold and strange-feeling, but she stretches her great legs around Deleb.

And though she says nothing, to both her sentiments are clear: Shelob will miss her as well.