I cant help but let two possible futures flash before my eyes as I realise once again I am at a cross roads and that If I do not decide quick enough I will die.
I am not afraid for it has been like this for so long. I can not help but cry as his finger crazes of where my finger was severed.
And then it happens the voice that had grown loder by days was now screaming in my face telling me.
"Drop"
My hand is growing weak and I can help but wonder of my possibilites and what would happen if I should drop the ring would certainly be destroyed but maybe if I was fast enough I could get it and use it as to not burn.
That could happen it is very possible.
Then another voice is calling me and I look up at Sam. It seems I have been hanging here for ever wich to me is true but in reality it has been mere seconds.
I shoould drop and I realise this.
"Drop"
It says again and I want to so badly I want to go down there.
Sam reaches for me again, but I am just out of his reach. Always have been.
"Drop"
Forever it will ahunt me with could have beens.
I should drop.
But I wont.
I see it melt and I let my mutilated hand reach up and grasp Sam's.
He pulls me up and together we run from the cave as lava erupts around us.
I can feel the heat under my feet where the ground erupts.
WE lay upon the tallest rock we find.
"I can see the shire." I say and any other words I say are a have after that.
I don't know when it happened but everything was black.
I lay here . this worldis black.
As I recall my being torn between two voices I think of apoem.
Im stuck in this moment
stuck in this time
torn between two
cant finish my rhyme
im stuck in this minuet of this hour this day
im stuck on this path and cant find my way
this clear cut ring that can not be
this ocean divided this torn apart sea
so im stuck in this moment stuck in this time
torn between two and i cant make up my mind
And i was torn.
and I..I Still am.
END