Night of theLivingPlot Bunnies

Chapter Three

Credit where Credit is due: previously on my LJ

Disclaimer: It all belongs to Tolkien (except for the bits that belong to Peter Jackson and the rest of the people who made the movies.) I'm just playing with the toys.

Author: rabidsamfan

Memories

How long has it been since you held me in your arms and spoke to me of strawberries, and nesting birds and spring?

An hour? Less?

The memory of despair is fading already, and better, sweeter memories are mine again. The Shire blossoms behind my eyelids, I hear the Water flowing through the millrace once more.

And yet when I open my eyes I find that memory has turned bitter for you. The hope we've given back the world has no room for us, dear Sam. I have nothing left to give you but the comfort of my arms.