Boromir looked at Aragorn untrusting. He hadn't slept all night and it showed from the circles beneath his eyes. He had to find a way to get the Ring to Gondor.

The Fellowship continued their journey down the river in silence. Aragorn knew they did not have to row far as the first landmark in hours made itself known.

"The Argonath", he said in amazement.

Everyone looked to see two giant statues standing side by side along the river. Everyone expressed emotions of awe as they looked upon them.

"Long have I desired to look upon the kings of old", Aragorn said. "My kin…"

The Fellowship knew they had reached the end of the river as they passed the statues. Ahead laid nothing but a waterfall. They turned to shore to stop and rest for the rest of the day. Boromir looked around as Frodo got out of the boat. He knew he had to act quickly.

"We cross the lake at nightfall", Aragorn said as everyone sat down to eat. "Hide the boats and continue on foot. We approach Mordor from the North."

"Oh, yes?" Gimli said speaking up. "Just a simple matter of finding our way through Emyn Muil…an impassable labyrinth of razor-sharp rocks. And after that, it gets even better! Festering, stinking marshland as far as the eye can see."

"That is our road", Aragorn said. "I suggest you take some rest and recover your strength, Master Dwarf."

With everyone distracted, Boromir took this chance and got up to find Frodo who had wandered off.

Solatiri got off her horse to let it rest. She had been traveling since dawn with no sign of the Fellowship. The army that she was following seemed to have lost her along the way.

She carried her bow and arrow as she went into the woods to hunt for food. Out of nowhere, Solatiri heard a distant voice.

"None of us should wander alone. You least of all. So much depends on you."

"Boromir!" Solatiri said with a smile.

She ran toward the direction of his voice but stopped and hid when she saw him and Frodo alone. Boromir was carrying firewood and Frodo looked at him frightened. What were they doing?

"Frodo?" Boromir said concerned.

Frodo looked away not wanting to talk. Boromir stepped closer to him.

"I know why you seek solitude", he said. "You suffer. I see it day by day. You sure you do not suffer needlessly?"

"What is he talking about?" Solatiri wondered. "I told him he couldn't bring the Ring to Gondor."

"There are other ways, Frodo", he continued. "Other paths that we can take."

"I know what you would say", Frodo said. "It would seem like wisdom but for the warning in my heart."

"Warning? Against what?" Boromir asked stepping closer, starting to become more menacing. "We're all afraid, Frodo. But to let that fear drive us to destroy what hope we have…don't you see that is madness?"

"There is no other way", Frodo said becoming nervous.

Boromir finally began to snap as his voice was now filled with madness.

"I ask only for the strength to defend my people!" he yelled throwing the firewood.

Solatiri gasped in fear as she watched him go mad all because of the Ring.

"If you would but lend me the Ring."

"No", Frodo said standing his ground.

"Why do you recoil? I am no thief."

"You are not yourself."

Solatiri nodded in agreement.

Boromir's mind finally snapped as he gave the Hobbit one more warning.

"What chance do you think you have?" he asked. "They will find you. They will take the Ring. And you will beg for death before the end!

Frodo turned away not wanting to hear more. Boromir formed a crazy look on his face as he went after him."

"You fool! It is not yours, save by unhappy chance! it could have been mine. It should be mine! Give it to me!"

"Boromir!" Solatiri gasped as she saw him pull Frodo to the ground trying to take the Ring.

"Give it to me!" Boromir yelled.

"Boromir, get off of him!" she yelled pushing him off. "Frodo, get away!"

Frodo slid the Ring onto his finger, vanishing from sight, running off. Boromir continued his crazed act of madness.

"I see your mind…you will take the Ring to Sauron! You will betray us! You'll go to your death, and the death of us all! Curse you! Curse you and all the halflings!"

"Boromir, snap out of it!" Solatiri yelled as she punched him across the face.

She watched him fall to the ground before he looked up at her. The crazed look in his eyes was gone. He was just Boromir again.

"Solatiri?" he whimpered.

"I'm here, my love", Solatiri said putting her arm around him.

"Frodo?" Boromir said looking around. "What have I done?"

"Nothing", she said. "You've done nothing. It was the Ring that did this."

"Frodo, I'm sorry! Frodo!"