Chapter 6

Author´s note: Hallo again and thank you very very much for the reviews (I mean especially Elentari Manwe Who has read everything and reviewed everything.) For the one´s who have found mistakes and grammatical lapses: please forgive me. I am German, so English is just a second language for me ;-)
Riddles in the dark
He stood in a cave, only shadows of light

he could see in the frightening deep mountain´s night.

He heard sounds like of water and then, full of fear

he suddenly heard a fell voice by his ear:

"Who isssss thisss? What´ssss itssss name? Tell usss! We wantssss to know!"

In the darkness he saw a pair of pale eyes glow

The hobbit sprang up and his frightened call

was thrown hither and thither by the echoing wall.

Bilbo drew his small sword and he pointed it there

were a moment ago the two pale eyes still were.

And Gollum stepped back. It was him. You guessed right!

He, who lingered around in the lie-hiding night

And who came for to see who was wandering the shore

of his lake, and what tradings that creature bore.

And there these two stood, who were much more akin

than both of them knew; Gollum grabbed with his thin

cunning fingers, but Bilbo did not let him come close

And from this situation a game once arose.

"I beg you," said Bilbo "can you tell me where

I´m supposed to get out or can you bring me there?"

"We will ssssee. But the hobbit musssst firssst do sssomething!"

Gollum said and his thought were again with his Ring.

He tried to win time, was afraid of the blade

of Bilbo´s small sword, which the Elves had once made.

"Doessss it like riddlesss? Oh yesss, let usss play!

A ssssmall riddle game! I will sssshow it the way

if I can´t guesss itsss riddlesss, but - ssss- let usss ssse:

If the hobbit can´t guesss, it isssss our victory!

Then I´ll eat him, the hobbit, ssso tasssty and fine!"

And Bilbo began then to think of a rhyme.

But his first one was easy and soon Gollum knew

the riddles soultion, but Bilbo knew, too,

because he liked riddles and he knew a lot.

Gollum was impatient, his malice grew hot.

But then came the time, when all riddles were said

and our poor Bilbo, he was so afraid.

And his hand grabbed his pocket and he found something

for inside his pocket was still the One Ring.

"What have I got in my pocket?" he finally said.

It wasn´t meant as a riddle, just a question instead.

But Gollum did think so, and so he did say:

"It hasss hands in itsss pocket!" The answer was "Nay!"

But now Gollum was angry: "No riddle isss that!

It´sss a question sssso give me three answersss inssstead."

And Bilbo gave in but of course Gollum did

not know ´bout the Ring that the hobbit once hid.

For he thought it save on his island alone

where he usually kept it, on ground made of stone.

And again Gollum tried but he didn´t find out

what Bilbo had in his pockets, then he said aloud

when the Hobbit reminded him of what he said:

"It mussst wait here, but I mussst fetch sssomething inssstead

which isss ussseful to ssshow it the way to the light!"

And Bilbo stood there in the frightening night.

But Gollum this traitor he had a fell plan.

Over the lake he drove to his cavens he ran.

And he looked for the Ring for he wanted to to use

it to kill little Bilbo, that is the whole truth.

But when he looked for it the Ring couldn´t be found.

In his eyes glew green fire when he turned around.

Now he knew that the Ring was with Bilbo and he

screamed up loudly, cried "Thief!" and our Bilbo did flee.

And Gollum did follow him, wanting the Ring

And Bilbo thought "What is that for a strange thing

that I wear in my pocket and he likes so dear?"

And he ran like a rabbit that´s driven by fear.

And while he ran the Ring slid on his hand,

he fell over his feet and he lay in the sand.

But when Gollum came close he did not find him there

For the Ring makes invisible, whom who does bear

this fell thing and so Bilbo at least then found out

´bout the Ring´s little secret, for Gollum screamed loud

and unknowing he took our friend back to light

and the light of the sun was already in sight.

He jumped over his head and ran out of the to the sun

and for miles and for miles he did nothing than run.

He left Gollum who finally lost what he had

taken so long ago, what had driven him mad.

But his malice continued, he was full of hate

for the poor little hobbit, who was full of fate

To have left now Gollum, but oh, he will not

Leave the Ring to another, he heart loves it hot

Just as much as it hates the Ring, he will not leave

the Ring for all time, he will follow the thief.

Forever he will desire to own the One Ring

This Ring made by Sauron, this treacherous thing
END OF THE PROLOGUE

Note: When I wrote these chapters I had the imagination of one of those old storytellers from the Middleages. One who goes from town to town and tells this story to the people who want to listen to him. This storyteller tells it in a way as if Middleearth had been our past and as if the events happening had really happened.

So this was the prologue. Now I would like you (if you like to) to tell me which episodes of LotR you want me to turn into a poem next. For I´m a storyteller and tell about what people like to listen to :-) So if you want, tell me.