The inky blackness of night had barely slipped away when Diamond woke. Little Origo had slept for most of the night. And, surprisingly, Faramir had too. But, as soon as she woke, her small puppy seemed to have woken too.

"Good morning, puppy" she said, laying there.

Diamond yawned as she ticked her puppies ear. Origo yawned as well. It was too early for either of them to be up. But Diamond needed to start on her house work. The entire house needed to be cleaned and it would take her most of the day.

Origo was placed on his Diamond's shoulder as she stood up. Diamond kissed her little puppy on the head as he gave a small whimper.

Ori's eyes barely opened as they made their way down towards the kitchen. Diamond took a deep breath as she the cellar door. Origo's little brown eyes slowly opened. He could see shadows flickering on the walls. But, mostly, he could smell his breakfast.

The smell grew as stronger as Diamond picked up a bag of cooked, cut turkey for her little pup. Origo remained glued to his Diamond's shoulder as she got out a bowl. Origo heard the ripping of paper, meaning that his Diamond was getting his turkey ready.

Origo gave a small whimper. Diamond hand instantly held him in place.

"Shush, shush" she said.

Origo was gently placed on his four fluffy paws. He did not like the cold tiled floor. But the coldness would soon be pushed out of his mind as his little bowl of turkey was placed before him.

"Enjoy" Diamond said, smiling down.

Origo's tail wagged as he started to eat. Diamond smiled as she walked over to the cellar again. Origo was taken care of, now Faramir needed to be woken and fed.

A small bowl and glass bottle were taken out. Diamond smiled as she saw the amount of turkey in Origo's bowl had gone down.

A small vase of cold milk was taken out along with a packet of Faramir's food. A minute or two later, his food was place the bowl and his bottle was filled with milk.

Diamond placed the bowl and bottle on the table. She got out a small spoon and placed it in the bowl. Origo continued to eat as Diamond walked out of the room.

There was no signs that Faramir wanted to be woken yet.

"Maybe I should just leave him" she thought, looking down at him.

For now, only Diamond and Origo were the only ones up. But, elsewhere in the Hobbiton, mothers and fathers were waking. Children remained sleeping in their beds.

Rosie Gamgee yawned as she made her early morning walk to the kitchen. Samwise remained sleeping for a little while longer.

A small metal bucket of wood was set by the dying heath. Rosie bent down and placed a few of the bits of wood into the embers.

Rosie watched as the fire slowly took hold of the logs that lay there. The flames grew. As they did, small pops and crackles echoed around the kitchen.

Rosie lit all of the candles, shedding light on the kitchen.

Rosie lit the last candle and smiled. As she looked at the kitchen table, she could picture all of her children sitting around the table, eating their fill.

But, for now, everything was quiet. The wooden clock ticked and tocked as Rosie started to bring food out of the cellar. The cellar was much larger then others. For Rosie and Sam had extended it further into the hillside.

Rosie had placed all of the food in another room. Samwise had spent a few days digging his way through the soft soil. The door to the cellar was closed, making sure that no dirt would escape into the house.

A few candles flickered as Samwise put the soil into small bag. He took a deep breath, resting for just a moment before starting to dig again.

It took Samwise a week to shore up the newly excavated cellar. Samwise took a deep breath as he placed a pile of tiles for the back wall. A small bucket of strange gloop was made up. Samwise smiled as he made his way back inside.

Only Elanor, Frodo and Rose lived in the house. It was a much more peaceful time then what they were going through nowadays.

Rosie smiled as she placed the candle on a small ledge. Many packets of food had been taken out of the cellar. Pots and pans had been taken out too.

Just then, Samwise walked into the kitchen. He gave a tired smile.

"Good morning" he said, walking up to Rosie and pecking her on the cheek.

Rosie smiled.

"Good morning, how are you?" she asked.

Samwise gave a small humph, he would rather be in bed then up and about.

"I think the little ones should be getting up by now" Samwise said, looking at the clock.

Rosie smiled.

"Maybe they can get up in a few more minutes" Rosie said, picking up a small bit of cloth.

The kettle, which had been gently swinging over the growing fire. Rosie smiled as she turned on the tap on. A few moments later and the water started to pour in.

Little Elanor woke without her father's help. She smiled as she kept her eyes closed. But the popping and crackling of the fire kept Elanor from falling back to sleep again.

"Good morning" said a voice.

Elanor smiled as she opened her eyes and looked at the table. There, silhouetted against the whiteness of the window.

"Good morning, horsey" Elanor said.

She picked him up and let him roam around the bed. Elanor yawned as she watched her horse roam around the room.

"What are we going to do today?" the horse asked, standing on Elanor's lap.

Elanor had now sat up in her bed. Her back was resting on her pillow as she thought.

"Well, the snow has melted away, so we cant play snow hobbits anymore"

The horse hung his head. Winter was his favorite time of year. Though he rarely went outside, he loved watching the snow falling from Elanor's small round window.

"What about Gloria and her horsey?" he asked.

Elanor smiled. She like that idea already.

"Or, maybe we can go walking again, like we did in the summer" he pointed out.

Elanor knew that it would be very cold outside.

"I don't think that's a good idea horsey, daddy said that I could get ill if I stay out too long" she told him.

Half an hour later and the door slowly opened. Elanor looked over and saw her father poke his head around the door. Samwise got a surprise when his oldest daughter already up.

"Good morning, daddy" Elanor said.

Samwise smiled.

"Good morning" he answered.

Elanor's horse had returned to wood as she placed him back on her bedside table. She drew her duvet from her legs and felt the coldness of morning.

But the coldness soon seeped away as Elanor made her way down to the kitchen. Her younger siblings had been risen from their slumber and were now waiting for their food. Frodo was the only one not present. But, that soon changed as he came wondering into the kitchen.

Now, the whole family were seated around the table. Rosie smiled as she placed plate after plate on the table. Sausages, rashers of bacon and eggs had been prepared by Rosie. The smells made the children even more hungry.

"Tuck in" Rosie said as she placed the last bit of food on her children's plate.

Elanor smiled as she picked up her knife and fork and started to cut into the sausages that her mother had cooked. Silence fell on this normal bustling family. Even Rose and Merry, the most playful and loudest of the Gamgee's were silenced.

Origo had been given his turkey and was now ready to adventure around Rivendell again. Mya smiled as she watched Origo look around. Ivy was fluttering near by.

Mya did not want Origo to leave her sight, he was too precious to her. But she could not stop him.

"What are you doing?" a voice asked.

Origo looked up to see Ivy fluttering upside down in front of him. Ori gave a small whimper and looked out of the room. Ivy took a deep breath as she righted herself.

"I don't think that's a good idea" Ivy said, spotting that Mya was looking at them.

Origo gave an adorable little whimper. Ivy couldn't help but love this puppy even more. But that still did not change what she said.

"Oh, puppy" Ivy said.

"We can go on an adventure soon, how about what?" she asked.

Origo thought for a moment, his little brown eyes darted from side to side. Origo gave a small whimper and hung his head.

"I promise we'll go exploring soon"

But it would bee another few weeks before Mya was fully fit to move off again. The Mya and Ivy knew that their road would only get harder.

Mya knew that she needed to take the mountain pass. It would take her too long to walk to the Gap of Rohan. The High pass was very dangerous, especially in winter.

Snowstorms with hundred mile an hour winds blew through the deep, snowy ravines. Anyone that crossed it took their life in their own hands. Many had tried, near all had failed.

Elladan and Elrohir were two that had crossed it many times. Both knew how dangerous it could be.

"I suggest one of us track her movements, as a precaution" Elrohir said.

Elladan slowly nodded. He had his elbows on the table and his long fingers were intertwined with each other. Elladan took a deep breath. He knew that Mya did not need help. He was confident that she could make it through the mountain pass, but he still needed to make sure.

He knew that, if anything was to go wrong and either Mya or Origo got hurt, he would never live with himself.

"I shall go" Elladan said.

But Elrohir thought differently.

"I think we should both go" he suggested.

Elladan gave a small nod, thinking it over.

"That is an idea"

Rosie Gamgee smiled she cleared up dirty plates and bowls. The kitchen was now quiet, Samwise and the children had gone to get ready.

Elanor was first in the bathroom, but only just. Frodo, her younger brother, scurried along the corridor from behind. He was faster then his sister was.

Elanor reached the door just seconds in front of her brother. But Frodo was determined to get there first.

"No!" Elanor said as two hands on her shoulder.

A second later and Frodo, who was stronger then his sister, pulled her aside. Elanor watched as Frodo looked back and gave an evil grin before walking in.

But Elanor was having none of it. She quickly got up and, before the door closed, she put her foot in the way.

"Get out, Frodo!" Elanor said.

Samwise heard her voice echoed down the hall way. He knew that Frodo and Elanor did not get on in the best of times.

"What's going on here?" he asked, seeing Elanor at the bathroom door.

"Frodo pushed me out of the way when I was going into the bathroom!" Elanor told her father.

"No I didn't!" he argued as he looked out of the small gap.

Samwise took a deep breath and looked down at his daughter. Elanor was his oldest child. But Samwise knew that he did not know who was first to the bathroom.

"Come on, Elanor" Samwise said.

Elanor did not like her brother at all. She retrieved her foot from the door and was led away by her father. Frodo closed the door and gave a small smile.

"He's always mean to me" Elanor said glumly.

Samwise gave a small smile.

"Don't worry about it, little Elanor" he said.

Elanor took a deep breath as she returned to her room. Her day had been put on hold as she waited for her brother to come out of the bathroom.

The horse that stood on the table watched as Elanor sat on her bed.

"What's the matter?" he said.

Elanor gave a deep sigh.

"It's Frodo, he's always mean to me"

The horse tilted his head.

"Why is he mean to you?" he asked.

That was Elanor's problem. She did not know why he did.

"I don't know, I don't think I've done anything to him"

The horse could not understand how anyone would dislike her. For she was the most gentle, the most caring person he knew.

"And he always gets away with it"

Thorin took a deep breath as he stood on the edge of a grassy plain which stretched behind him for mile upon mile. The silver river had long since vanished behind the grey horizon.

Now, sitting on the Western horizon, was a line of mountains. Their snowy peaks were lit by a summer sun. Leafy trees started to increase in number. Thorin and the rest of the group of dwarves continued their journey to their new home land. Hunger and tiredness started to take hold of Thorin's younger sister, Dis.

She was one of the youngest dwarves that had escaped Smaug. Everyone had a different story to tell in how they escaped.

"It is too soon, Dis, maybe in a few years" Thorin said as he listened to her.

Dis took a deep breath.

"I thought it was a good idea, that's all" she said, looking down.

Thorin gave a small smile.

"It is a good idea, but our people need to mourn and recover"

But Dis' idea would never come into being. The day that Smaug came would live on for many, many years after even the youngest survivor had past on.

Diamond smiled as she picked up an empty bowl. Her little puppy had, like the many times he had before, finished his bowl of turkey.

"Good boy" she said, looking down at him.

Faramir was being fed by his father, Pippin, as Diamond made them breakfast. Many slices of bread were standing near a plate with egg on it.

In the pan, on the stove, sizzled two slices of egged dipped bread. Diamond smiled as she picked up the spatula and flipped the two pieces over. The side that had been facing down was now brown and the smell was delicious. But Diamond was not just going to make eggy bread, there were rashers of bacon, sausages, beans in her home made tomato sauce and, of course, mushrooms.

Diamond smiled as she moved the slices of cooked bread on two plates. Even more bread was dipped in the rest of the egg and placed in the pan.

A few minutes later, after both sides had been fried. Diamond smiled as she placed them on their plates.

"Breakfast is ready" she said, placing her plate on her place and Pippin's on his.

Pippin smiled. Diamond seemed to have forgotten about what Pippin had done in the past. For now, Pippin would not mention it.

"Thank you" he said.

Diamond took a deep sigh as she sat down at her place. Pippin smiled as he stood up. Nearby, Faramir's cot had been taken out of Diamond's room and, for now, placed in the kitchen.

Pippin gently lowered his son into his cot and took his hands away. Faramir gave a small whimper, but did not cry. Diamond smiled, knowing that she could start to trust Pippin again.

Diamond and Pippin ate in silence. Pippin's stomach welcomed the first meal of the day. He had not eaten anything since his small snack the night before.

Diamond smiled as she poked a few mushrooms with the end of her fork. A second later, she started to eat. They were just the way she liked them. She did not use oil in the pan, but butter.

Pippin smiled as cut of a sizeable piece of eggy bread and ate. Pippin continued to eat until all of the bread was gone. He ate much quicker then Diamond. Pip was already on his mushrooms while Diamond on her second to last piece of eggy bread.

Pippin finished first, as usual. He smiled as he picked up his mug of water and started gulping it down. But his hunger had yet to be tamed. Luckily, Diamond had thought of this.

"Would you like some more?" she asked as she finished her meal five minutes later.

Pippin smiled.

"Yes, please" he answered.

Diamond smiled as she looked stood up. A second later and a small whimper came from her large feet. Something small and fluffy had bumped into her leg.

"Oh, sorry puppy" she said.

Origo shook his head and looked up. Diamond knew that Origo would still be a little bit hungry. Origo watched as his Diamond walked back over to the cellar.

Pippin gave a large yawn as he waited for more food. But he did not have to wait long before Faramir started to whimper. His whimpering quickly turned into crying as Diamond turned.

"Oh dear" she said, looking into his cot.

"Does little Faramir want his daddy?" she asked.

Pippin smiled and stood up. Diamond placed a few more packets of food onto the worktop and placed the cooling pan back on the hot hob. The flames were relit and the pan started to heat up again.

Diamond took a deep breath as she picked up the bread knife. The loaf of bread become smaller as more thick slices were sawed off.

After a few minutes, Diamond placed uncooked rashers of bacon into the pan. The rashers sizzled and splashed hot spots of oil that seeped out of them.

At the same time, her attention was drawn to her furry puppy whimpering at her heals.

"More turkey?" she asked, looking down at him.

Origo's ears flopped adorably as he nodded. The bacon was left cooking as Diamond walking into the cellar. Origo didn't like the darkness and coldness of the cellar. He stayed at the edge of the cellar and peered in.

He could see the light from Diamond's candle lighting a small area of the cellar. Ori gave a small whimper, wanting his Diamond to come back quicker.

And she did.

Diamond emerged from the darkness holding a second bag of turkey for her pup.

"Good boy" she said, tickling the top of his head.

A few long, slow minutes past before Origo got what he really wanted. His Diamond had opened the packet of turkey and placed it in his bowl.

"Here you are" she said, placing it on the floor.

Origo instantly started to eat. He loved his Diamond's turkey. It was just right. The turkey had been based in honey and cooked for a few hours. Diamond loved nothing better to see that her puppy was happy.

But she knew that, in a short while, he would not be so happy.

Diamond smiled as she left Origo to his own devises and went back to cooking bacon. The slices of bread were buttered and the rashers were placed on top. Diamond placed the second buttered slices on top and placed the sandwiches on two separate plates.

"I think little Faramir needs to go back into his cot" Diamond said, hinting that the second breakfast was ready.

Pippin smiled as he stood up. The smell of bacon lingered in the kitchen. In fact, it had spread to nearly every room in the house.

Thirty minutes past before Elanor got washed and dressed. She and her horsey would have a very busy day today. Most of it would be spent either outside, playing with Gloria and her horsey or in her house.

"Daddy?" asked Elanor scurrying to the kitchen.

Samwise had a large mug of tea before him.

"Daddy, could I see Gloria?" little Elanor asked.

Samwise smiled.

"Of course you can" he answered.

Elanor smiled and scurried out again. But, as she made her way to her room, she stopped. Frodo was coming down towards the kitchen. Like most hobbits, one breakfast wasn't enough.

"Get out of the way, Smellienor!" he said and pushed his older sister.

Elanor scowled, looking just like her mother when she was angry. She didn't like her brother calling her Smellienor. Frodo grinned as he walked away. Elanor took a deep breath and continued her journey.

A minute or two later, she buttoned up her coat and opened the door. The coldness of the morning air hit her delicate cheeks. A few moments past before the large door was closed.

The snow had all but melted now, but the air was still cold enough for Elanor to see her breath rising and dispersing in the air.

Gloria smiled as three knocks echoed down the hall way. There was only one person who would knock this early in the morning.

"That must be Elanor!" Gloria said, getting up.

Her mother and father watched their daughter as she scurried out of the kitchen.

"Best get another plate out for Elanor" the old woman said, getting up.

She slowly walked to the cupboard and opened it up. A porcelain plate was taken out and placed in the space place.

The front door closed as Elanor was invited in.

"I'm just having breakfast if you want some" Gloria told her friend as she took her coat off.

Elanor smiled. She never once turned down an offer of a second breakfast and she would not today.

"Sure" she said, placing her coat on a spare hook.

A minute later, after walking down the long tunnel, the two girls reached the kitchen.

"Hello Elanor" said Gloria's mother.

Elanor smiled.

"Good morning" she said politely.

Gloria took her place on the opposite side of the table from Elanor. Gloria's mother smiled as she piled food onto Elanor's plate.

"There you go, dear" she said as she placed a mountain of mushrooms on her plate.

"Thank you" Elanor said.

Elanor looked at either side of her plate.

"Excuse me" she said, looking up at the old woman.

Gloria's mother looked up and smiled.

"Yes, dear?" she asked.

Elanor looked down at her plate.

"I don't have a knife or fork" she pointed out.

The woman rolled her eyes.

"Of course, I knew I had forgotten something!"

Elanor smiled as a knife and fork were given to her.

"Thank you" Elanor said.

She could finally start her second breakfast. The mushrooms were the first thing to go. Though they were not her mother's cooking, they were just as nice.

The bacon was not very crispy. Rosie always made her bacon the crispiest that she could. There were many fried eggs on Elanor's plate. She loved eggs and could eat them all day.

Thorin took a deep breath as the party of dwarves stopped. They had been walking almost all day. So long, in fact, that the sun had risen, travelled from horizon to horizon and was setting quickly.

"We should make camp for the night" said Thorin.

He was leading the group along with Thrain. Thrain had beads of sweat running down his old looking face.

"Yes, they are tired"

A few moments later and the dwarves were stopped. All apart from one.

"We will stop when we need to" said Thror.

Thorin, who had already taken his pack off, looked over at his grandfather.

"And we need to know" Thorin pointed out.

It was true. Thrain had also taken his pack off.

"When last I heard, Thror was King under the Mountain and Thorin was not" Thror said.

The whole group fell silent.

"Yet" started Thorin, taking a few steps forward.

"We are not under the mountain" he said.

"So your rule over us has ended"

Thror and Thorin looked at each other. Anger was flowing through his veins.

"Get out of my sight!" Thror shouted under his grey, waist length beard.

"You are banished from my sight!"

Thorin knew that his words meant nothing.

"I will not have my son banished from this group" said Thrain, looking over at his father.

"Without Thorin's knowledge, we would have never of made it through Mirkwood, let alone out of the mountain"

Thror could not believe what he was hearing.

"You are siding with him?" Thror asked.

"He is trying to supplant me and take the throne for himself, who knows what he is planning next"

Dis watched as her family fell apart. Thrain and Thorin were arguing with Thror. The tension in the air could be cut with a knife. The two were on the brink of parting ways.

"He is planning nothing other then to help protect what's left of our great empire" Thrain told him.

Thror had changed his tune since Smaug had come. He witnessed his mountain become over run, he saw his people burn away.

Hundreds upon hundreds of golden artefacts had been stolen by the dragon. But he did not destroy them. Instead, he kept them for his own.

Before the event, Thorin and Thror were as close as any grandfather and grandchild could be.

"Ah, Thorin!" he said, welcoming him into his small cave.

Dwarven houses were dark, only being lit by a few flaming torches. An old looking bed stood in one corner of the large round room. The ceiling looked like it had been chiselled away over hundreds of years.

The threshold was made from precise cuts of rock. The old dwarfish language had been etched into the very surface.

Diamond Took looked over at the clock. Her hands were under very warm water. A few dishes were submerged in the dirtying water.

Diamond looked out of the window and took a deep breath. Thoughts were strong inside her head, as though someone was taking to her.

"And, its empty" it said.

Diamond's eyes darted from spot to spot.

"You could do it and you best be quick about it"

It was true, an empty home would be snapped up quite quickly.

"Yes" said Diamond, a small smile coming over her lips.

"Better see if there is a well as well"

The next second, Diamond took her hands out of the water and turned away. Small droplets of dirty water fell to the floor.

Origo, who had been laying by her feet, raised his little head. Diamond walked over the chair and picked up a small towel. She dried her hands and continued her journey to find Pippin.

Pippin was in his room. He had moved nearly all of his stuff into his home again. He smiled as he looked down at a heavy piece of armour that he received from Gondor.

Black stains dotted the metal amour. No matter how much Pippin tried to get rid of it, the stains would not vanish.

"Maybe I can leave it as a reminder" he thought.

And that's exactly what he did. He wanted to keep his time in Gondor alive. He smiled as he placed his armour back on the bed and took a deep breath.

Just then, a few knocks came from his door.

"Yes?" he asked, letting Diamond know that it was alright to come in.

The door opened. Diamond came in.

"Pippin, I need to ask you something" Diamond told him.

Pippin's eyebrows raised. Diamond hardly asked him anything anymore.

"What?" he asked, standing up.

Diamond looked away, trying to find the words.

"Do you think… Do you think that Dolly would have a will?" she asked.

Pippin had not thought about what would happen to her house.

"I'm sure she would have, but I'm not sure" he answered, standing up.

"Maybe we should go and see if she wrote her last wishes somewhere"

This was a good idea.

"Yes, we can and have a look" Pippin said.

Diamond hoped that it would say something about her and Pippin. For they were very close to her. In fact, Dolly felt like a second mother to them, having helped them in their darkest hour without a second thought.

A few minutes past before the small family was ready to venture out in the coldness.

"Shush, shush" Diamond said as she carried her child.

Origo had been left standing near the front door. He gave a small whimper, knowing what was coming next. Diamond took her son back from his father.

"I know, but its not far at all" Diamond told him.

Origo knew that he would not be allowed to stay. Pippin smiled as he opened the door. Diamond gave a small smile and nod as she walked out.

Origo was the last to leave the warmth. Pippin smiled as he shut the door behind them. Diamond had already reached the gate. With her free hand, she clicked the latch opened. The gate creaked as it opened.

Pippin and a very unhappy looking puppy followed a few seconds later. Diamond knew how cold little Origo was. But it would be no better in Dolly's home. For there was no one who could stoke the fires. The fires had all but burnt themselves out.

Origo reached the gate that lead up to Dolly's house. Peregrin was holding the gate as Diamond walked through. He almost left Origo behind, but managed to hold the gate open for him.

Diamond took a deep breath, preparing herself for the worst. She knew what was to come. But there was no way of stopping it.

The door creaked open. The usual warmth of a well maintained, welcoming home did not hit her. In fact, it was ice cold and dark.

Pippin followed Diamond in and closed the door behind them. The click seemed to echo for longer, searching every room for something or someone to listen.

But no one was around to hear it, save from small mice looking for morsels of food.

"How long will it take to find her will?" Diamond asked.

Pippin had no idea as he walked past a cold candle. The wax had trickled down the side of the thin metal dish and had now hardened like a stalactite.

Pippin shrugged his shoulders. He didn't want to break the eerie silence. Only the slapping of their feet and the little tipper-tapper of Origo's paws broke the silence.

Diamond was first to reach the closed door of Dolly's room. There was a strange vibe coming from the door handle as she took a hold of it.

Pippin, who was carrying Faramir, watched as Diamond opened the door. Neither of the hobbits saw what happened next, but Faramir and Origo did.

A ghostly figure stood on the other side of the door. Origo saw the figure standing there.

All Diamond and Pippin saw was an empty room. Diamond closed her eyes as they fell on the figure in the bed.

"Best get this over with quickly" said Pippin.

"Here" he said, handing Faramir over to Diamond.

A tear ran slowly down her cheek as she turned away. Pippin took a deep breath as got to his hands and knees. There were a lot of boxes under her bed. They had many old books that were used no more. some were empty, some were full of writing done many years before.

"Ah" Pippin said, opening another box.

Pippin skimmed through the parchment and shook his head.

"No, this isn't it"

But, a few seconds later, he had found what he had been looking for.

"Diamond?" he slowly asked, reading the words on the parchment.

"Diamond, I think I've found it"

Diamond looked around. In his hand was a piece of old looking parchment. Pippin walked over to her and handed her the parchment. A tear was wiped away from her cheek as, in one hand, she held her son and in her other, held the parchment.

"I… I don't believe it" Diamond said.

For days, Mya, Pilith and Gollum wondered the plains of Gorgoroth. Pilith and Mya had just a little bit of food left.

"Needs food" said Gollum for the umpteenth time.

He growled, searching for anything to eat. Mya and Pilith were feeling very weak as they walked long. They had no food either.

"Maybe it was a mistake leaving them" Pilith said to Mya.

Mya looked over at him. She was feeling the exact same way. But then, they were out of that horrendous place.

"If only we had come food and water"

For day after day, the three of them grew ever closer to a row of steel black mountains.

"How are we going to get over them?"

Gollum knew that the only way was to go through them somehow.