Chapter 8 The Ferry
Merry knew that the Buckleberry Ferry was not very far away and he knew that it would be hard for any black monster to cross that large and deep river without a boat or a raft. If they could just make it to the ferry it would be miles before they could find another easier crossing. So they ran. They were getting closer, when out of nowhere there came a black rider right in the middle of them and it headed straight for Frodo. Frodo yelled for them, to run and run they did. Frodo dodged this way and that and everywhere he went there was that great black horse. He was frightened but he kept dodging.
Merry, Sam and Pippin leaped over a fence that was in their way. They thought that Frodo was behind them. When they reached the Ferry, Merry yelled for Sam to untie the rope on his side, the rope that held the ferry to the dock. He reached for the long pole that would be used to get the boat to the other side and Pippin untied the other rope. They suddenly realized that Frodo was far behind them and being chased by the black rider. Frodo dodged this way and that way through the trees trying to get ahead of his opponent. I could not stand it any longer, so I reached out my hand ever so much and caused the Ringwraiths horse to stumble just a little bit. This gave Frodo enough time to get clear of his pursuer and he ran. The Lads started screaming "Run Frodo run" and "Frodo" they were terrified because that black rider was just second's away from running Frodo Down. Faster and faster he ran and all the while the great horse was getting nearer. Frodo could see that he was so close to gaining the Ferry and he yelled for them to "Go" so they kicked the raft away from the dock all the while hoping that it would not get too far away for Frodo to reach it. Frodo looked back over his shoulder one last time just as he came to the end of the dock and then he launched himself onto the Ferry and into the arms of Sam. The Black riders horse skidded to a stop right before going over the edge of the dock. They could feel a great anger coming from the rider as he turned and went back up the little slope that led to the road and much to their horror they saw other riders join it. With fear in his voice Frodo asked "How far to the nearest crossing" Merry answered "Twenty miles to the Brandywine Bridge"
Thank Eru for a time they were safe. But I worried for what lay ahead.