On the Road Again
The next morining, they set out. Their course was not for home but for Smeagol's past. They had a job to do.
"Now, as I can remember, we want to go through Moria."-
"No way, NOT MORIA. What about the Orcs,?" said Sam.
"The Orcs won't hurt us, Their master was destroyed. But, still, that's quite a long way. Is there any other path, say, the Caradheras?", asked Frodo.
"That's too dangerous. But we have to go through Shelob's pass, either way. It's the quickest way. She won't hurt you, on my command. But, Moria is the only way."
"Actually, replied Sam, "she won't hurt us because she's completly afraid of me hurting her."
"Sure he is," muttered Smeagol."
Frodo laughed. " Oh yeah. That's right. Say, did I ever get the chance to thank you? Well, you're more than just my gardener, Sam. You're my best friend, and I owe you my complete gratitude."
"Sure thing Frodo. Now let's get going. I know the way."
They came upon Shelob's cave and entered through without even the slightest threat, well, not for them, but, as for Shelob, that's a different story. She was much too frightened to even move.
"This place brings back so many memories, some are good, like isn't that where you stabbed Shelob?," said Frodo.
"Yeah, that evil bitch was so afraid of me since then," replied Sam, finally at ease.
Frodo tried to hold back from laughing, but couldn't. Instead, he pretended to cough. But Smeagol could tell what he was doing. He was red with anger. It was pretty obvious because of his freakishly pale skin. But Smeagol didn't say anthing. Instead he thought to himself:
"Shelob was Gollum's friend. I am Smeagol. Remember.....Smegol. I am Smeagol. I am going to see my family. Frodo and SAM are helping me."
Unfortunetly, Smeagol wasn't the only one who heard Sam's remark. Shelob herself was hiding behind an enormous boulder.
The next morining, they set out. Their course was not for home but for Smeagol's past. They had a job to do.
"Now, as I can remember, we want to go through Moria."-
"No way, NOT MORIA. What about the Orcs,?" said Sam.
"The Orcs won't hurt us, Their master was destroyed. But, still, that's quite a long way. Is there any other path, say, the Caradheras?", asked Frodo.
"That's too dangerous. But we have to go through Shelob's pass, either way. It's the quickest way. She won't hurt you, on my command. But, Moria is the only way."
"Actually, replied Sam, "she won't hurt us because she's completly afraid of me hurting her."
"Sure he is," muttered Smeagol."
Frodo laughed. " Oh yeah. That's right. Say, did I ever get the chance to thank you? Well, you're more than just my gardener, Sam. You're my best friend, and I owe you my complete gratitude."
"Sure thing Frodo. Now let's get going. I know the way."
They came upon Shelob's cave and entered through without even the slightest threat, well, not for them, but, as for Shelob, that's a different story. She was much too frightened to even move.
"This place brings back so many memories, some are good, like isn't that where you stabbed Shelob?," said Frodo.
"Yeah, that evil bitch was so afraid of me since then," replied Sam, finally at ease.
Frodo tried to hold back from laughing, but couldn't. Instead, he pretended to cough. But Smeagol could tell what he was doing. He was red with anger. It was pretty obvious because of his freakishly pale skin. But Smeagol didn't say anthing. Instead he thought to himself:
"Shelob was Gollum's friend. I am Smeagol. Remember.....Smegol. I am Smeagol. I am going to see my family. Frodo and SAM are helping me."
Unfortunetly, Smeagol wasn't the only one who heard Sam's remark. Shelob herself was hiding behind an enormous boulder.