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Chapter 12: The Anduin

It was now clear to Frodo and Mystic that they where in for a long haul. They both where being eaten away slowly. They left Lothlorien the next morning, given to them a boat and a sack of Lembas bread. They found the boat at the dock of the Anduin and set sail by 10. It was nerve racking for Frodo rowing through the calm peaceful water. Mystic was asleep and the only sounds to be heard was the heavy breathing of Mystic and the occasional kerplop of the water as the ors swept through it. Around nightfall, Frodo docked on a landing and he and Mystic brought there stuff to the inside of a tall circle of thick bushes. The routine had become obsolete for both of them, it was the same old same old, all the time. The night was bone-chilling cold. As Frodo huddled next to Mystic he did sort of wish that the " warmth" of Mordor would spread over them, though nothing happened tha5t night and they both never fell asleep.

The next morning Mystic was badly sick. Frodo decided that they were in the best place to stay. She was white as chalk and her forehead was freezing cold. Though frodo was frezzing himself, he gave Mystic everyone of his blankets. By the afternoon, she was close to death.

" Please don't die Mystic." He cried into her shoulder. Mystic showed no response. Frodo wasn't going to let her die. Without her, he had no purpose he.

" Mystic, I can't go on without you just please make it." he said to her. Still no response. He stood up and then sat down immediately. The thought of the hope serum that Eomer had given him had just crossed his mind. He dug through his bag until he found the warm little bottle. He propped Mystic up and opened her mouth a little. He put 2 drops in her mouth. Nothing happened, after a minute a tan color was appearing over the chalky white of her face. Mystic's eyes came into focus. She tried to stand, but she was still too week, so she fell back down.

" I'm so glad your OK." He said as he helped her sit upright and covered her with the blankets.

" Thank you for helping me Frodo, without you I would Have died, I'd be nothing!" she said. She still sounded funny, cause her lips where frozen. She looked at frodo, who was smiling, but shivering.

" Where's your blankets frodo?" She asked. Frodo smiled.

" on you, but I don't want them Mystic, to see you better makes me warm enough.' Mystic laughed. Frodo quickly stood up again.

" Are you hungry?" He asked her. She nodded vigorously. Frodo reached into his bag and gave her a large hunch of Lembas bread. She ate it fast.

" Nothing better, sorry." he said.

" Oh, believe me Frodo this is like a 5 course meal." She said, with her mouth full. It was true. frodo was so happy to see her alive, the bitter cold was like warm sunshine. They stayed overnight, both taking 2 drops of the hope serum to survive. The anduin was covered in thin ice and frodo knew, if he took a chance and sailed through it, their chances of survival where less. That night, neither of them slept. Around 3 am, a group of dark hooded creatures had marched by, not sensing the 2 hobbits in there presence. Mystic was freaked out the whole night. She huddled next to Frodo, occasionally twitching at any sound. The next morning, they knew they had to set out. Frodo made sure that the hope serum was in his back pocket. They where both extremely weary and didn't talk much. They listen though, at the sound of anything they would hide. They hid a lot, but there was no sign of Sauron's armies. Both Frodo and Mystic had become dependent upon each other. If one got sick, the other was there, and it happened a lot as they reached closer and closer.

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