A/N - This is the fourth of my little ficlets! It's all about Frodo - set when he is in the tower in Mordor, waiting for Sam. The fics go only in the order I write them in! Big thanks to Tigerlily Baggins and AudreyArwenStrider for providing inspiration! :)
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It's calling. I can feel it. There isn't a moment when I'm not aware of it. Whisperings, haunting, taunting, going round in my head. Constantly.
And now there is surely no hope. They have taken it.
They have taken everything.
I do not even have the clothes on my very back.
Naked. Bruised. I lie here in the dark tower in the black land.
Where Sam is I do not know. Surely he has not forsaken me. Forsaken the quest. I only hope they have not taken him too. It is not his quest to lose his life to.
I don't remember much. Poisonous swirling and black mists penetrated with pain of beating. A light, so bright it was as if the sun was streaming through the window of Bag End on a summer's day. Home. But it wasn't. I was running, running across a great bridge in victory, having conquered the darkness of Cirith Ungol.
And then everything stopped.
I saw Sam, weeping silently, but I could not reach him. It was as if he was but a dream, a dream of home and hope.
Darkness.
And then........ here.
I'm drifting between reality and dreams, but still I am aware of it. The Ring. It is close - how close? The world has not ended yet. He cannot have taken it. But what about Sam?
Sam is the reason I came this far. The reason I did not give up in despair and allow myself to be drowned in the Dead Marshes. He is the reason I live. There is no hope for the quest, there never has been hope - we were just participating in this attempt so that the world that is left can say we tried. But Sam, he believed. He made me believe.
He cannot be dead.
But where can he be? If he escaped surely he would not come. It would be folly to attempt to enter the great fortress of the Dark Lord. It was folly to consider entering his land. Yet that is where I am and that is where my quest would have led me anyway.
They have left me now, the orcs. The beating has stopped. The pain remains. All silence has gone. It is calling again, and now there is no distraction. It is as if three thousand orcs were screaming in my ear.
I feel empty. Void of all happy feeling. There is no hope left.
There never was any hope.
I do hope Sam is better off than I am.
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A/N - Gotta love Frodo! I think the next one will be happier!
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Rachel xx