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Sam had lost track of how long he had been wondering through this barren
land. All he could think of was how Frodo had been taken from him. He would
never see him again. It hurt to think about it, but he couldn't help it.
And the weight of the Ring was incredible. He had no idea how Frodo had had
been able to endure it for so long. Sam had to stop about every other mile
just to rest from the weight. The Ring wasn't his only problem either. More
and more armies seemed to cross his path every day. Once they would have
caught him if not for the Lothlorien cloak. The cloak seemed to blend in
with all the rocks he traveled among. Also, he still couldn't see mount
doom. It had seemed to near for pleasure from the mountains and now he
couldn't place in what direction it was in.
Now as he wondered through the darkness of Mordor all hope of returning back to the Shire some day had gone. He only hoped to get rid of the thing that Sauron wanted most. He wanted to get rid of the Ring. The Ring is what Sauron wanted and he would not get it! Samwise Gamgee was going to make sure of that.
Finally, after three days without sleep or food, Sam was over come by weariness. He fell to the ground and slept through disturbed dreams. As he slept he was not aware of the creature slowly creeping towards him.
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Frodo observed himself in the mirror that was put into the room with him. He had been left in a tower not to far from Barad-Dur and given his own quarters. He had really changed from the hobbit he used to be. The Power from The Mouth of Sauron had made him taller, he had lost his curly hobbit hair and he some how looked nothing like his old self. The only thing that looked back at him that reminded him of the person he used to be was his eyes. The only change was that if you looked deep into them, you could see the eye of Sauron looking at you. Frodo avoided looking into his own eyes. They filled him with disgust. For all of the power he now had and he used to be a helpless halfling. Now he was more or less a man. Sauron had even given him a different name. He was now named Selteab.
He turned as someone walked into the room. Sauron's lieutenant walked in and circled Selteab. "Those new robes I found fit well then?" he asked.
"Yes they do. Thank you, sir," Selteab answered.
"My lord, Sauron, wants you to ride with me when those men of Gondor attack."
Selteab felt pride that his master was already letting him go into war. "I would be honored to ride into war with you, sir"
"Good, because they will arrive in two days." The Mouth turned to leave.
"One moment sir. Would it be possible to talk to my master in person," Selteab stopped him.
"What for?"
"Well, I know where my master's Ring is."
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Now as he wondered through the darkness of Mordor all hope of returning back to the Shire some day had gone. He only hoped to get rid of the thing that Sauron wanted most. He wanted to get rid of the Ring. The Ring is what Sauron wanted and he would not get it! Samwise Gamgee was going to make sure of that.
Finally, after three days without sleep or food, Sam was over come by weariness. He fell to the ground and slept through disturbed dreams. As he slept he was not aware of the creature slowly creeping towards him.
***
Frodo observed himself in the mirror that was put into the room with him. He had been left in a tower not to far from Barad-Dur and given his own quarters. He had really changed from the hobbit he used to be. The Power from The Mouth of Sauron had made him taller, he had lost his curly hobbit hair and he some how looked nothing like his old self. The only thing that looked back at him that reminded him of the person he used to be was his eyes. The only change was that if you looked deep into them, you could see the eye of Sauron looking at you. Frodo avoided looking into his own eyes. They filled him with disgust. For all of the power he now had and he used to be a helpless halfling. Now he was more or less a man. Sauron had even given him a different name. He was now named Selteab.
He turned as someone walked into the room. Sauron's lieutenant walked in and circled Selteab. "Those new robes I found fit well then?" he asked.
"Yes they do. Thank you, sir," Selteab answered.
"My lord, Sauron, wants you to ride with me when those men of Gondor attack."
Selteab felt pride that his master was already letting him go into war. "I would be honored to ride into war with you, sir"
"Good, because they will arrive in two days." The Mouth turned to leave.
"One moment sir. Would it be possible to talk to my master in person," Selteab stopped him.
"What for?"
"Well, I know where my master's Ring is."
***
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