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'thoughts'
Hope
Pippin couldn't sleep not with the Fellowship's restlessness. He knew they were worried and stressed. 'I am glad that I can bring them cheer in the daylight, even if it requires me acting a fool. I wish they could see me as more than a child. If they would do that, he could tell them what kept his spirits light.'
'Hope. A simple thing. The only thing never to be conquered. The one thing Sauron had forgotten. Hope was the brightest light that never fails. It lights the darkest path, if only you call upon it. Hope would guide them through this. Hope will fracture the darkness of Sauron's shadow. Hope would restore Middle-Earth. The Fellowship would succeed as long as they arm themselves with hope.'
'Strider and Legolas have a loose grip on hope, but the others refuse to see it. I wish I could show them the brightness of hope. Shower them with the strength hope granted. But they see me a fool. Just another crazy Took. I want too lighten their burden. Hope. It made this quest so much easier to bear. The rest of the Fellowship were no ready to see hope. Until they ready themselves, I will hold tight to hope and lighten the burdens of others by playing the foolish Hobbit. I have hope. I fear not the dark paths. Hope is bright. The darkness will fail. Hope will fracture it.' Clinging to the rhapsody of Hope, Pippin finally drifted into the realm of sleep. The stars shined above him, like hope among despair.
~End~
Author's Note: Okay, I'm finished with this story. I apologize to anybody, who thinks I wrote out of character. But I did write these stories shortly after reading The Lord Of The Rings for the hundredth time, so I feel confident that the characters remained true to Tolkien's creation, even the plotline did not. Thank you very much for reading. And a special thanks to those who reviewed. If you haven't reviewed my story, please do, I would appreciate it very much.