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Lord of the Rings Reread: The Tower Of Cirith Ungol

With a cry Sam leapt across the floor, Sting in hand. The orc wheeled round, but before it could make a move Sam slashed its whip-hand from its arm. Howling with pain and fear but desperate the orc charged head-down at him. Sam’s next blow went wide, and thrown off his balance he fell backwards, clutching at the orc as it stumbled over him. Before he could scramble up he heard a cry and a thud. The orc in its wild haste had tripped on the ladder-head and fallen through the open trap-door. Sam gave no more thought to it. He ran to the figure huddled on the floor. It was Frodo.

He was naked, lying as if in a swoon on a heap of filthy rags: his arm was flung up, shielding his head, and across his side there ran an ugly whip-weal.

"Frodo! Mr. Frodo, my dear!" cried Sam, tears almost blinding him. "It’s Sam, I’ve come!" He half lifted his master and hugged him to his breast. Frodo opened his eyes.

"Am I still dreaming?" he muttered. "But the other dreams were horrible."

"You’re not dreaming at all, Master," said Sam. "It’s real. It’s me. I’ve come."

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Frodo being prettier than any of us

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LoTR

Favourite characters : Frodo Baggins (2/6)

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Frodo and Sam in the Fellowship of the Ring

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The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring
Book I, Chapter Three - Three is Company

'But where shall I find courage?' asked Frodo.  'That is what I chiefly need.'

'Courage is found in unlikely places,' said Gildor.

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I can’t do this, Sam.

I know. It’s all wrong. By rights we shouldn’t even be here. But we are. It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.

What are we holding onto, Sam?

That there’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo… and it’s worth fighting for.

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happy-thought:

30 Days LOTR (14/30); A scene that always makes you laugh → (1/?) Shortcut

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