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sixwordstories2019-01-17 12:00 pm
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Nothing good in cold, hard lands.
So do not stay here then. Come with me. You can find peace in Imladris.
*This seems quite a new concept to the sad little creature.* Nasssty elfses with the painful ssshine wouldn't do that for the likes of usss, gollum! No, elfses threaten with pale shining swordses and we hates it.
And why would I not do such a thing?
*She smiled kindly, shifting slightly to sit comfortably with him. Or, at least, as comfortably as she could among such hard stone!*
Those elves with shining swords will put them away at my order, you have my word.
*She smiled kindly, shifting slightly to sit comfortably with him. Or, at least, as comfortably as she could among such hard stone!*
Those elves with shining swords will put them away at my order, you have my word.
*He thinks about this for a moment, sullenly.* Elveses are tricksy, and the shining hurtses usss. It burnsss!
*She arched an eyebrow*
Do I look like I am trying to trick you?
*Pausing, she reached out an hand in friendship.*
You have sheltered me here when I was in grave danger. I have no reason to trick you. Nor do I wish you any harm. But as you said, these lands are harsh. I offer you a chance for something better. Will you not take it?
Do I look like I am trying to trick you?
*Pausing, she reached out an hand in friendship.*
You have sheltered me here when I was in grave danger. I have no reason to trick you. Nor do I wish you any harm. But as you said, these lands are harsh. I offer you a chance for something better. Will you not take it?
We did? We did! Nasssty goblinses don't come down here, no. Not with Smeagol down here, gollum! We eats them and they knows it.
*For a moment he is no longer a monster, only someone very old and tired and scared. He takes her hand.*
*For a moment he is no longer a monster, only someone very old and tired and scared. He takes her hand.*
*She smiled again when he took her hand. There was more to this "monster" than met the eye. She was coming to see that, and she wanted to help.*
And I am glad for it, for otherwise I may very well still be their prisoner. And I am sure I can convince my husband and all those who serve him of the same, if you just give us the chance.
And I am glad for it, for otherwise I may very well still be their prisoner. And I am sure I can convince my husband and all those who serve him of the same, if you just give us the chance.
*He nods, then seems to think of something.* Must bring Precious!
*And out of a hole in his little island in the dark waters this unhappy being takes one of the greatest and worst treasures since the very silmarils themselves.*
*And out of a hole in his little island in the dark waters this unhappy being takes one of the greatest and worst treasures since the very silmarils themselves.*
*She frowned a little, thinking that perhaps she recognized that ancient bane. She moved a little closer, though she did not reach for it. If she was correct, and she made a move to take it, she knew his reaction would not be good.*
What is that? And where did you get it?
What is that? And where did you get it?
It's the Precious, precious! Our birthday present, yesss, and all that we hasss in the world. Sss . . . *He clutches it, but seems willing enough to follow her once it's safely in the pocket of his rags.* Ours! Not herses! But she's a nice elf lady, ssso we'll come with her, yesss.
I am not trying to take it. But I would know if it is dangerous.
*She looked at him, imploringly.*
I have children, my friend. Twin boys and a girl. And even though they are grown, I still mean to protect them, as I can. I cannot knowingly bring something evil into their midst.
*She looked at him, imploringly.*
I have children, my friend. Twin boys and a girl. And even though they are grown, I still mean to protect them, as I can. I cannot knowingly bring something evil into their midst.
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*Smeagol looks poleaxed.* . . . it made me kill him. It made me . . . us . . . Deagol, our cousin . . .
*She did not shy away, instead she tilted her head, frowning perplexedly*
Why did you do that? Will you tell me?
Why did you do that? Will you tell me?
Because I did behold it ssshine, and I wanted it for mine . . . *He frowns thoughtfully.* We did fight over it ssso, like two dogses over one bone. Smeagol knows not why.
Did it speak to you? This thing you find so precious? What will become of you if it is gone?
I do not think it ssspoke to me, but . . . I am old, elfisssh lady. Very old. Very tired. *He looks fearful.* Do not make usss give it up! We will be nothing without it.
Are you so very old?
*She raised an eyebrow again. She was, after all, a great lady among the elves. She may not be as ancient as some, but she had also lived a long time.*
I am a child of the Second Age, you know. I have seen many battles, and many of my friends march off to their dooms. I will not ask you to give it up, my friend, but will you let my husband learn what it is? He is wise, and not unkind. He will not seek to harm you.
*She raised an eyebrow again. She was, after all, a great lady among the elves. She may not be as ancient as some, but she had also lived a long time.*
I am a child of the Second Age, you know. I have seen many battles, and many of my friends march off to their dooms. I will not ask you to give it up, my friend, but will you let my husband learn what it is? He is wise, and not unkind. He will not seek to harm you.
*He shivered.* I am old in the yearses of the River-Folk, great lady. Older than my grandmother wasss when she threw usss out, gollum!
I do not doubt you have lived many years. Though years do not always equal wisdom. Especially if you live them locked away.
*A hurt look, there in the dark, and he shies away again.* We cannot help it, the Yellow Eyes burnses usss! Rude mean elf, should've left it where we finded it. Praps we'll not be better off where it wantses usss after all.
Prapsss it would be better off with goblinses, not ssstupid Smeagols, gollum.
Prapsss it would be better off with goblinses, not ssstupid Smeagols, gollum.
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I have not been rude. Merely truthful. Would you rather me be false and fill your ears with flattery and false words?
Smeagol would like anything that gets him out of this cursed cave! *And now the thing is sobbing; for all that the beginning of Gollum has happened, this one is not there yet and he remembers enjoying the sun.*
Then come.
*A gentle hand slipped onto his shoulder, resisting there, reassuring the poor creature that he was not as alone as he thought.*
Would it be easier if we traveled by moonlight alone?
*A gentle hand slipped onto his shoulder, resisting there, reassuring the poor creature that he was not as alone as he thought.*
Would it be easier if we traveled by moonlight alone?
White burns lesss than Yellow, but we can bear both. We loved sssun not that long ago.
Sssometimes we worry that we're not asss we remember being in other wayses, too.
Sssometimes we worry that we're not asss we remember being in other wayses, too.
What other ways, my friend? Why do you fear to leave here?
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