~ This is the very last of this story, at least until I continue on with the Two Towers.



Epilogue



I joined the fellowship for one goal: to destroy all evil that threatens whole Middle Earth. When I saw the ring for the first time, I never felt such evil before. I then knew this ring had to be destroyed. The poor little hobbit could not accomplish this mission himself.

Now the fellowship had broken up. Gandalf fell into the shadows, Boromir died under the arrows of the Uruk-Hai, Frodo and Sam went off on their own to destroy the ring, and Merry and Pippin were captured. No doubt they will be tortured unless we save them first.

I just hope the Valar will watch over Frodo and Sam. Give them strength to safely reach Mordor and successfully destroy the One Ring. Aragorn was right. Frodo's fate does not lie in our hands anymore. It pained me to realize that, but it was true. Now all we could do is to save Merry and Pippin from the orcs and catch up with Frodo later - if he is still alive. But Sam is with him, and those two are inseparatable.

As we ran to track down the orcs, I thought in my mind of the future of our quest. I did not know what to expect, and we were still far from reaching Mordor still. I did not know who or what we were going to encounter, and I look forward to it.



THE END



~ Thank you to all who read this, and thank you for all the reviews! I will try to continue on with this story with the Two Towers, and I'll hopefully be done by the year 2003.

By the way, is there any other character you want me to write about in a similar style? Like Gimli, or Aragorn, or even Boromir? Now THAT may be interesting.

Well, anywho, thanks again to all!