Title: A Stumble in the Dead Marshes Author: Dreamflower Disclaimer: Disclaimer: Middle Earth and all its people belong to the Tolkien Estate. I do not own any of them. Some of them, however, seem to own me. Rating: PG (for creepiness) Warnings: N/A Characters/Pairing: Sam Summary: The fourth dribble of six. Sam’s horror in the Dead Marshes explained.
A STUMBLE IN THE DEAD MARSHES
Sam felt his hands sinking into the filthy, stinking ooze nearly to his elbows, he gagged at the stench. He blinked his stinging eyes and then stared: like looking down through a dirty window, faces-- ghastly, gruesome, green and grinning, Dead! All of them dead! And one of them had looked like his dear Master.
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