The Stairs of Cirith Ungol

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Paula Berry

Sam sat propped against a stone, his head dropping sideways and his breathing heavy. In his lap lay Frodo's head, drowned deep in sleep; upon his white forehead lay one of Sam's brown hands, and the other lay softly upon his master's breast. Peace was in both their faces. Gollum looked at them. A strange expression passed over his lean hungry face. The gleam faded from his eyes, and they went dim and grey, old and tired...could one of the sleepers have seen him, they would have thought that they beheld an old weary hobbit, shrunken by the years that had carried him far beyond his time, beyond friends and kin, and the fields and streams of youth, an old, starved, and pitiable thing. --J.R.R. Tolkien: The Lord of the Rings: Book 4, chapter 8: 'The Stairs of Cirith Ungol'

Published More than a year ago

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