It’s actually happened: Sam has taken the ring from Frodo, and put the chain on his own neck. Oh! That’s heavy, isn’t it? Sam leaves Frodo lying in the middle of the path, and starts to head up to the dark tower on the ridge. This is the entrance to Mordor. He’ll be in once he passes through the cleft in the mountains. But before he does that, he turns back for one last look at the tunnel of terror. Maybe that’s Frodo’s body, a blip on the road far behind.
Ah, reflective moments. Sam really wouldn’t be the same without them. He’s always thinking back to happier times. Strangely enough, now he’s reminiscing on the moment that his life seemed to go down the drain, but that’s a new development for him, something that hasn’t always been happening. Sam is growing! Is that weird? It might be weird.
Today also brings the return of walking. How we missed thee! And guess what? There’s still plenty more of that to come!
Words My Computer Didn’t Like:
I don’t know whether to chalk that up to a ruralism by Sam, or just a word that my computer didn’t recognize because it’s English or something.
Side note: friends are awesome.
No one dies today.
“Then at last he turned to the road in front and took a few steps: the heaviest and the most reluctant he had ever taken.”