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A/N: 100 word drabble. Prompt: Believe. Sam/Frodo

“I believe in you.”

Four words, uttered in a fierce whisper, and a hand groping for his in the darkness and holding it fast. Together these were a fire to warm the cold nights, a salve to soothe his aching limbs and most of all a balm for his weary heart. Frodo closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the rock and clasping the offered hand in grateful silence, regretting he had nothing more to offer in return. Knowing those four words were said in place of three words neither of them dared say lest they come undone completely.