![]() The appearance of that star had buried that fantasy. Seldom had he remembered it on the road, until they came to Morgul Vale, and never had he used it for fear of its revealing light. It did not occur to him that his friends were here to help him. A fantasy of his father coming back, picking him up and holding him, telling him everything would be all right of Mother reappearing with him, smiling like she used to do before everything went wrong, starting with the letter from the sons of Fanor. "Maybe it has gone off to answer the call? What has happened?” wondered Frodo. At once, Frodo rose from the floor and staggered blindly, looking for a way out. As the ringing died out, he heard another strange noise. He lay there for a moment as the burning cooled down and the ringing in his ears faded. Frodo dropped the palantir and let it roll across the ground. The flames consumed themselves into nothing, and all was still. I promised myself to ask myself a question after the third date of meeting. There was only the lingering ring in Frodo’s ears. I always went for hot girls, but lately I changed my mindset. Without warning, it became completely silent. Not only his hands, but his arms as well now felt as if they were on fire. The pain intensified, and Frodo cried out again. The floor began to shake beneath the hobbit. “I do not have your ring,” replied Frodo with a stern and steady voice. “Tell me, halfling!” the voice demanded, “Where is my Ring?” Frodo did not stir, though his hands were in agony. Aiya Erendil Elenion Ancalima Now when first Vingilot was set to sail in the seas of heaven, it rose unlocked for, glittering and bright and the people. “I see you,” a voice hissed in Frodo’s head, “Tell me: Where is my Ring?” Frodo’s eyes flashed open. ![]() He closed his eyes tight, but the vision of the flames was burning in his mind. Y Utvienyes Treebeard’s greeting to Celeborn and Galadriel. ![]() It began to pain Frodo to touch it, but he was unable to move his hands from the surface. Aiya Erendil elenion ancalima Praise in the field of Cormallen (Quenya) Elendil’s words. His touch seemed to awaken it, and it erupted the bright light of and array of flames from deep within itself. Catching himself with his hands, he felt a strangely cold, smooth, round object on top of the pedestal in front of him. He was so unsure of his surroundings that he felt as if he could fall into an abyss if he took a single step in any direction! The uruk-hai shoved Frodo forward and he collided into a low table, or pedestal of sorts. This is an obvious crossover, since I was granted artistic freedom I depicted Luna as Erendil carrying the last Silmaril. It was so dark in the room that Frodo didn’t know where to go. Margaret Might Need to Say This: Aiya Erendil Elenion Ancalima or Hail Earendil, brightest of stars The first line is paralleled by Frodo Baggins. ![]()
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