Deagol’s grip around me got tighter and tighter, until I saw a flash before me, and
instantaneously I was in a lush landscape… A Far Green Country.
The flowers
were in bloom, and there was fruit on the trees. I was rejoicing that I was in
this wonderful place, when I noticed hobbits coming toward me shouting “Hello”
and “Welcome.” I ignored them and just stared at this beautiful land. I finally
came to myself and was just about to shout back, when something or someone
shook me.
When I
opened my eyes, I saw that it was my old master, Frodo Baggins, standing over
me. He looked so weary that I almost pitied him. His eyes were black, he had
tattered clothing, and when he looked at me, he looked full of remorse. “Gollum,
there is no time to rest. We have to keep going,” said Frodo weakly. I got up
and saw that we were in a jagged landscape. I climbed on a rock and looked over
the land. There was nothing that I could see that was living… no grass, no
trees, no birds chirping like you hear on a warm summer morning. I finally
found out that it was all a dream, and my worst nightmare had come true……. I
was still Gollum.
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