Sound the bugle.
A/N-hello haven't been typing very much lately, so now, for you guys, I've taken Bryan Adams "sound the bugle" and turned it into what I like to call a little Sam/Frodo fic, it's about the part in RoTk, when Sam has to leave his master for dead in Shelobs lair. Well, what if Frodo could hear Sam? I know it doesn't sound very understandable, but I'm sure you'll get the idea, as the song goes on. I have spell checked all the punctuation and grammar, so this should be easier for you to read.
Thanx, and please read/review, if you want, please please no flames.
Disclaimer-
I do not intend to own these characters, this honour goes to Tolkien, who brought Frodo to the end of his quest in The return of the king.
Quick summary-
Sam leaves his master for dead in shelobs lair, makes up a little poem, but what if Frodo could hear Sam? And make up little verses of his own to go with parts of Sam's poem? Taken from Bryan Adams "sound the bugle" (one of my favourites).
Sound the Bugle. -Chapter one-"goodbye"
"Mr Frodo?" Sam cried out and he scrambled over to Frodo's side, cutting away at the cords that had bound his master, with a knife he found.
When he had cut away, the spiders cords he shifted Frodo's body towards him, Frodo lay limp and dehydrated at Sam's side.
"Frodo! Please don't go where I can't follow."Sam felt Frodo's wrist but there was no pulse to be found.
Sam turned Frodo's head to face him, he could see a stroke of a scratch on Frodo's neck, and then Sam remembered that this was where Shelob had stung him, on the neck. Frodo's neck looked swollen where the poison had been taking effect.
"Well, Mr Frodo, I guess the fate of the shire rests in not your hands.but mine." Sam said, he gently lifted Frodo, and took the ring off frodo's neck, where it had hung, once gleaming with evil on the chain.
Sam put the ring around his neck, the weight of it was incredible, but yet, he had the ability to find strength to bear the heaviness of it. Sam stood up tear flowing down his cheek.
"I guess this is good-bye Mr Frodo, if by chance, I'll come back to you if I can.may you rest until our hearts find each other again."Sam said, another tear flowing down his cheek.
And with those last words, Sam took the burden of the ring to Mordor.
A/N-hello haven't been typing very much lately, so now, for you guys, I've taken Bryan Adams "sound the bugle" and turned it into what I like to call a little Sam/Frodo fic, it's about the part in RoTk, when Sam has to leave his master for dead in Shelobs lair. Well, what if Frodo could hear Sam? I know it doesn't sound very understandable, but I'm sure you'll get the idea, as the song goes on. I have spell checked all the punctuation and grammar, so this should be easier for you to read.
Thanx, and please read/review, if you want, please please no flames.
Disclaimer-
I do not intend to own these characters, this honour goes to Tolkien, who brought Frodo to the end of his quest in The return of the king.
Quick summary-
Sam leaves his master for dead in shelobs lair, makes up a little poem, but what if Frodo could hear Sam? And make up little verses of his own to go with parts of Sam's poem? Taken from Bryan Adams "sound the bugle" (one of my favourites).
Sound the Bugle. -Chapter one-"goodbye"
"Mr Frodo?" Sam cried out and he scrambled over to Frodo's side, cutting away at the cords that had bound his master, with a knife he found.
When he had cut away, the spiders cords he shifted Frodo's body towards him, Frodo lay limp and dehydrated at Sam's side.
"Frodo! Please don't go where I can't follow."Sam felt Frodo's wrist but there was no pulse to be found.
Sam turned Frodo's head to face him, he could see a stroke of a scratch on Frodo's neck, and then Sam remembered that this was where Shelob had stung him, on the neck. Frodo's neck looked swollen where the poison had been taking effect.
"Well, Mr Frodo, I guess the fate of the shire rests in not your hands.but mine." Sam said, he gently lifted Frodo, and took the ring off frodo's neck, where it had hung, once gleaming with evil on the chain.
Sam put the ring around his neck, the weight of it was incredible, but yet, he had the ability to find strength to bear the heaviness of it. Sam stood up tear flowing down his cheek.
"I guess this is good-bye Mr Frodo, if by chance, I'll come back to you if I can.may you rest until our hearts find each other again."Sam said, another tear flowing down his cheek.
And with those last words, Sam took the burden of the ring to Mordor.