I love to torture. That's my only excuse. - Frodo's nightmares grow continually worse...

DREAMS

I wake Filled with doubt To find relief In the night. I wake Lost in fear This is terror Without end.

I see All that darkness Lashed with flame In my mind. I see Riders chasing Friends dying At the end.

I lie Looking upwards Gasping for breath Eyes wide. I lie And peace descends As the nightmares Seem to end.

You come You embrace me Hold back the fears Comfort. You come Reassure me And tell me, "It's all ended."