My Fan Fiction :*
It was a dark and stormy night. Frodo Baggins was sitting in his cozy Hobbit hole, when he heard a knock at the door. He opened it to find Gandalf the Grey standing there.
“Gandalf! What are you doing here? Is something wrong?”
“Yes, Frodo. Something is very wrong. Sauron has returned and is gathering an army. We must leave immediately for Rivendell.”
Frodo gulped. He had always known that one day he would have to face Sauron, but he had hoped it would be in the distant future. Now it seemed that his time had come.
“I’ll get my things,” he said.
“There’s no time, Frodo. We must go now.”
Frodo grabbed his sword and followed Gandalf out into the stormy night. He knew that this was the beginning of the end, and that he would probably never see his home again. But he also knew that he had to try, for the sake of Middle-earth.
The journey to Rivendell was long and hard, but they finally arrived. Elrond was there to meet them.
“Greetings, Gandalf. I have been expecting you.”
“Hello, Elrond. This is Frodo Baggins. He is the one who must destroy the Ring.”
“So it is true,” Elrond said. “The prophecy is coming to pass.”
He took Frodo into his house and sat him down by the fire. Frodo could feel the weight of the Ring on his finger, and he knew that he could not delay any longer. He had to destroy it.
But first, he needed some rest. He had been on the road for so long, and he was tired. Elrond’s house was warm and welcoming, and before long, Frodo was fast asleep.
The next day, Frodo said goodbye to Elrond and Gandalf. He knew that he would probably never see them again, but he had to go on. He had to destroy the Ring.
He walked into the forest of Shadows, not knowing what awaited him. But he knew that he had to try, for the sake of Middle-earth.
Frodo continued to walk through the forest of Shadows, feeling as though he was being watched. He heard strange noises and felt an eerie presence, but he continued onwards. He knew that he could not give up now.
Eventually, he came to a clearing and in the center of it was a large, dark cave. He knew that this was the place he had been seeking.
He walked into the cave, and the darkness engulfed him. He felt something slimy wrap around his leg and he cried out in terror, but he did not turn back. He had to destroy the Ring.
He continued onwards, until he came to a small island in the center of a pool of lava. On the island was a large rock, and atop the rock was the One Ring.
Frodo knew that he had to destroy it. He grabbed the Ring and threw it into the lava. Then he watched as it was consumed by the flames.
The Ring was destroyed, and Frodo had saved Middle-earth … once again!