Chapter three
The Troll Shaw
The others had some hurried food and packed. It was impossible for me to walk so they divided the bags among the four of them and put me on the pony.
The wind blew out of the west blowing my hair into my eyes. Soon drenching rain was pouring water on the dark side of the hills, I felt my hood being lifted over my head as the rain poured down.
Ten days went by and they did not tell me but I knew are food had to be running low, it went on raining.
Merry went up to Strider and started talking to him they were about a foot away from me and I could hardly tell what they were saying and the way Merry was talking he must have thought that I could not hear them.
"We can't go any further I am afraid this has been to much for Frodo, look at him he is shivering, his left arm is lifeless, do you think we'll be able to cure him in Rivendell—if we ever get there." I hear Merry say.
Then Sam went up to Strider, I knew my friends were worried about me but I did not know what to say to them so I just listened to what they were saying.
"What is wrong with my master? His wound is already closed; there is nothing but a white mark on his shoulder." I heard Sam say.
Then I hear Strider say, "Frodo has been touched by the weapons of the enemy and there is some poison or evil at work beyond my skill to drive out; but don't give up hope Sam, we must make for the road again, we can not hope to find a path thru these hills, what ever danger maybe set the road it's our only way to the Ford."
Soon we came to an old path that looked like it had been made by strong arms and heavy feet, but it was the only path around so we took it.
Soon we came to tall cliff there was a tall door in the side, it was a troll door if I ever saw one my first thought was to get away and I guess my cousins and Sam had the same idea, I felt a jerk as Bill the pony was turned around but Strider stopped them.
I heard Strider say. "There's no need to run I think, let's continue on and see."
Then I heard Pippin say, "There are trolls you can see them down there through the tree trunks."
Then Strider spoke again, "We will go and look at them."
I hear Sam, Merry, and Pippin whispering. We walked on and came to a clearing and there stood three trolls, they weren't moving.
Then Strider said, "Well here are your trolls, come on get up old stone," he said as he rapped on the stone trolls ear.
Then I looked at the trolls and gave a small smile and said, "We are forgetting our family history, these must be the very three troll, that were caught by Gandalf, fighting over the right way to cook thirteen dwarves and one hobbit."
Then Merry said, "I had no idea we were anywhere near the place, we now Bilbo's story well."
Then Strider said, "your forgetting not only your family history but everything you've ever know about trolls, it's broad day light with a bright sun today and yet you try to scare me with a tale of live trolls waiting for us in the glade, in any case you may have noticed that one of them has an old birds nest behind his ear that would be a most unusual ornament for a live troll."
I giggled but the pain was growing slowly, my arm was numb, and the numbness was moving into my side.
TBC
just to let you know I took the idea for this story, from a cd that I have about the Lord of the Rings. Happy reading. Frodo's Sweetheat.
