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Dreamflower's Dribs and Drabs  by Dreamflower

(†The sixth dribble of six, a double dribble this time, written for the "Six Days of Spooky" Challenge for the Spooky Arda Community.)

BOUND

Pain! If the Morgul-blade had seemed a dagger of ice,
this was a stiletto of fire, burning through him.
Like lightning it coursed all through his veins;
he felt as though he were aflame.
He could hear his heart pounding.
It thundered louder and louder
and then it slowed.
His vision faded,
his hearing
didnít.

Dark;
He found
he couldnít move.
Samís voice, Samís tears--
Am I dead? He wondered.
No, no-- not dead, not dead!
Dead he would be beyond this agony!
Yet why then could he feel nothing? Nothing!
Imprisoned, unmoving in these bonds, unblinking without tears, alone--
rough orcish voices! Sam, save yourself! All is lost, lost!





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