A Long Journey Awaits Us

I'm a long leap away from the edge of life. Don't think you can get rid of me that easy. I won't let anyone touch my existence. I'm a strong hobbit who never did anything to deserve to die. Please save me from the craziness around me. Let the wound heel. Don't make me want to die.

"Mister Frodo."

What is this voice that invades? A ray of hope? I will live through the thick of the battle, and only die when fit. Don't let the spiderweb of life get blown out of reach.

"Mister Frodo?"

Why is this hand shaking me? Why is it rattling my brains? I do not know what is going on around me. Do not flip my world with your hand. Help me live.

I feel a great power lifting me from the ground. Is it something that I should know? It grips at my very soul. It lifts desease right off my shoulders. I feel like I can breath better. The air reaching deeper into my lungs than I thought was possible. I breath so deeply that I yawn. I'm tired. I feel like I can rest without worry. It is a wonderful feeling.

Eyelids are slowly closing and the world seems to slow down. My breathing as deep as possible. My eyes closed against the light. The pain gone. I drift willingly into a deep sleep that is much needed.

But is this death? Or just another stage of life that is unknown to me. I let my slumber take me along the path that leads away from reality. I feel myself becoming happier as I venture further.

Frodo's Dream

A beaten path through an unknown wood. I almost tumble but seem to float so there is no trouble. I have to run faster. Always faster. I want to stop and look up at the clear blue sky. to look at the sun shining through the leaves of the huge trees. But my eyes are glued to the path. They will not stray from the beaten dirt path.

A raven swooped down and flew ahead of me. I followed it off the path. The raven landed in a clearing on a small, dead tree. I stopped in front of him.

"Don't worry about the answers. You have a gift from me. You will never need to worry. Frodo Baggins, you are pretected by all of us."

"But we're all alone. I don't understand."

"Take the sword located inside the trunk of this tree without killing the tree, then you will understand our blessing. You are a savior, but all savior's need to be saved at some point."

"I must break open the trunk to retrieve anything from inside, and I don't know what you mean! Don't speak in your riddles. Please, I want to understand everything that you tell me."

"Get the sword..."

"I don't understand!"

The bird opened his wings and flapped them and seemed to try to fly away.

"NO! You can't leave me here! I don't know the way back!"

"You and I are both cunning. You need no help from me."

"At least tell me your name!"

"I go by no name. But you should go to the wizard who calls himself Gandalf. He is greater than any other wizard. Get the sword Frodo. It is the key."

End of Dream

"Wake up Mr. Baggins."

"Who are you?"

"I'm Gandalf. Please. We need to go."

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