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Chapter 5
'Gandalf, we must turn back, this will be the death of the Hobbits and Winter,' someone yelled out, all sense of what was happening around me was lost, for fear had overcame my mind.
'Winter, hold onto me, you are in no shape to walk,' I don't remember if I answered or not but soon I was being carried down the mountain, as were the Hobbits.
'I can't feel my hands,' I started sobbing, 'I'm so tired.'
'Shhh, I know, but you must stay awake, once we have shelter Aragorn shall attend to you.' The voice was clam, and soon he was singing softly, my cries soon turned to small sobs. I knew this had to be real. I would not have felt this pain if I were simply dreaming. This made me really scared knowing that this was all real
'I'm going to lay you down now ok.' I nodded tiredly, and closed my eyes, 'No not yet,' said the same voice.
'Legolas, Boromir I need to undress Winter from her wet clothing and slowly warm her up. Could you both attend to the Hobbits, make sure they have full function of their legs and arms. Also Legolas can I have your cloak?'
'No, leave me alone, don't need you,' I said, who knows what he would see once he undressed me, I knew it would be ghastly, for I had not taken care of myself.
'Hush, you have no say in this,' his hands worked quickly, pulling off my jumper and the first few buttons of my school dress. For a moment he observed me but quickly placed a cloak around my body.
I wanted more than that, I wanted blankets, 'So... c..old.'
'Shh I know, I need you to trust me I am a healer and I have seen men lose their toes to frostbite. I do not want to scare you. I want you to know that I know what I am doing.' At this point I really did not care I wanted to sleep. I shut my eyes.
'This will be a little painful and for that I am sorry.' As soon as my fingers hit the water I cried in pain and tried to pull away. It was like hopping in a hot bath in winter when your feet are very cold, but about 50 times worse.
Aragorn was strong and held me as he muttered words of what I assumed to be for my comfort. But it did no good as I cried, soon Legolas came over and placed my head on his lap and started massaging my hair. Tears fell freely from my eyes but even more so when Aragorn pulled of my shoes and started rubbing heat back into them. I tried to keep my hands in the water but couldn't. As soon as I took them out I felt my hands turn to fire. Legolas lightly reprimanded me as he reached over and placed them back into the, I'm guessing warm water. This time rubbing my arms gently so I had no choice but to keep my hands in the water. My feet were fine thanks to my socks but they were still painfully cold. I tried to pull away but Aragorn kept on rubbing the warmth back into my feet. My eyes closed, no one said anything so I let my mind go to that dark place inside of me, where I could allow myself some rest. But I knew I would not be resting for long. My brother haunted my sleep as did the knowledge of this place being real. All in all I wanted nothing more than to end my life.