Concerning Frodo

Hi everyone! Can you believe it? I'm actually updating! I guess I was planning to save Frodo for last, but I was feeling more in the mood to write his part than Merry's. I think this one might take place a few days after the previous one because poor Frodo is a bit more, what's the right word, *thinks* hopeless, no that doesn't sound right but oh well, than the others. (But I suppose it could just be the Ring.) This is also pre- Gollum. Hope you like it! Starfleet Hobbit

Disclaimer: Christmas has come and gone and I still don't own Lord of the Rings.

A big thank you to all my reviewers!

"Gandalf didn't mean for a lot of things to happen, Sam. But they did."

As I say the words I realize that is one of the few things I am still sure of. It was not met

to happen this way. It was not supposed to end with two hobbits lost in the wilderness. I

wonder where all my hope has gone. Now I cling to the last shreds of it, as they seem to

slip from my grasp. As the weight of the Ring grows so does my doubt, my despair. I set

my mind on completing my task. I tell myself I can go on but I do not know for how

much longer that will be true. It is strange that the fate of Middle Earth should rest with

one as small as I. I wonder so much, I'm sure of so little. I do not know into what hands

fate will lead me, but I will walk its path until the end. Until whatever end I must go on.











Sorry it's so short. Hope you liked it! Please review! Constructive criticism is cool, but flames aren't.