Hello! I'm sorry this chapter took AGES to upload! It's not a very
interesting one it's just kind of leading up to something so you'll just
have to stick with it and keep going.
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Chapter three!
The journey across the marshes was far from easy for the hobbits. Gollum had grown accustomed to traveling through these marshes. He moved fast and steadily making sure the hobbits could still see him. He had to earn their trust; he had to be near his precious. All he thought about all the way through the marshes was precious. "Here it is" he cried, "We can get out here! Smeagol went this way once, hiding from the Orcs. He led the hobbits down the ridge where there were stagnant pools and running water. Gollum splashed about in the water singing a song to himself
"The cold hard lands They bites our hands They gnaws our feet The rocks and stones Are like old bones All bare of meat"
The hobbits were growing tiresome; especially Sam and the nasty yellow face would be rising soon. Gollum hurried on following the gully eastward, intending to find somewhere to wait for the yellow face to pass. "Day is near" Whispered Gollum. The hobbits heard fear in his voice, perhaps he didn't realize day wasn't a materialistic thing and might harm him if he offended it. "Smeagol will wait here, where the yellow face can't see me." Smeagol curled up as if he was trying hide himself from the yellow face. Perhaps he thought if he couldn't see the yellow face it couldn't see him. "I would be glad of the sun but we too will wait here," said Frodo. While Gollum paddled in the stream he heard the hobbits talking to each other. They were debating something. Gollum pretended to be chasing something so he could move closer to listen. Sam still didn't trust him. Gollum heard him say that Smeagol might eat them whilst they were sleeping.
"Humph" thought Gollum. I lead them all this way and he thinks *I* would eat *him*. Smeagol was really beginning to dislike Sam. "We must take some food" Said Frodo, loudly enough for Gollum to hear. "Are you hungry Gollum? We have only a little food, but enough to share." "Yessss we are famissssshed we are, my precious. Have they nice fissshes?" Gollum eyes were alight with hunger and greed as he eagerly awaited a nice big fish to eat. Sam the horrible mistrusting hobbit smirked and said "No we only have lembas. And water, if the water here is fit to drink." "Yesss, yesss nice water. Drink it, drink it. What is they got. Is it tasty?" Frodo gave Gollum a waver a lembas who smelt it. A spasm of disgust came over Gollums face. "Leaves from the elf country! Argh and Smeagol smelt it! Ach! You try to choke poor Smeagol! He can't eat hobbits food. He will starve and die. Poor Smeagol, poor Smeagol. And with that Gollum skulked back into the pool in search of *proper* food.
Any help would be *VERY* welcome because I need all the help I can get!
E mails to: bunniesandflowers@hotmail.com
Or you could just review. PLEASE! I haven't thought of the title yet but I promise I will, any suggestions for one would be helpful! Any I'll shut up now and let you get on with reading!
Chapter three!
The journey across the marshes was far from easy for the hobbits. Gollum had grown accustomed to traveling through these marshes. He moved fast and steadily making sure the hobbits could still see him. He had to earn their trust; he had to be near his precious. All he thought about all the way through the marshes was precious. "Here it is" he cried, "We can get out here! Smeagol went this way once, hiding from the Orcs. He led the hobbits down the ridge where there were stagnant pools and running water. Gollum splashed about in the water singing a song to himself
"The cold hard lands They bites our hands They gnaws our feet The rocks and stones Are like old bones All bare of meat"
The hobbits were growing tiresome; especially Sam and the nasty yellow face would be rising soon. Gollum hurried on following the gully eastward, intending to find somewhere to wait for the yellow face to pass. "Day is near" Whispered Gollum. The hobbits heard fear in his voice, perhaps he didn't realize day wasn't a materialistic thing and might harm him if he offended it. "Smeagol will wait here, where the yellow face can't see me." Smeagol curled up as if he was trying hide himself from the yellow face. Perhaps he thought if he couldn't see the yellow face it couldn't see him. "I would be glad of the sun but we too will wait here," said Frodo. While Gollum paddled in the stream he heard the hobbits talking to each other. They were debating something. Gollum pretended to be chasing something so he could move closer to listen. Sam still didn't trust him. Gollum heard him say that Smeagol might eat them whilst they were sleeping.
"Humph" thought Gollum. I lead them all this way and he thinks *I* would eat *him*. Smeagol was really beginning to dislike Sam. "We must take some food" Said Frodo, loudly enough for Gollum to hear. "Are you hungry Gollum? We have only a little food, but enough to share." "Yessss we are famissssshed we are, my precious. Have they nice fissshes?" Gollum eyes were alight with hunger and greed as he eagerly awaited a nice big fish to eat. Sam the horrible mistrusting hobbit smirked and said "No we only have lembas. And water, if the water here is fit to drink." "Yesss, yesss nice water. Drink it, drink it. What is they got. Is it tasty?" Frodo gave Gollum a waver a lembas who smelt it. A spasm of disgust came over Gollums face. "Leaves from the elf country! Argh and Smeagol smelt it! Ach! You try to choke poor Smeagol! He can't eat hobbits food. He will starve and die. Poor Smeagol, poor Smeagol. And with that Gollum skulked back into the pool in search of *proper* food.