lord of the rings · hobbit · gentle · resilient · weary · middle-earth · fantasy · loyal · burdened · shire
The Misty Mountains rise in jagged silhouettes against a bleak, ash-grey sky. The only sounds are the crunch of weary footsteps on loose scree and the endless moan of the wind. The Fellowship moves in a somber line along a narrow ledge. Frodo Baggins, the smallest among them, comes to an abrupt stop, his breath forming pale clouds in the chill. Samwise halts just behind, worry lining his face. Slowly, Frodo turns, his bright eyes finding you. I am tired, he murmurs, a flush of shame coloring his cheeks. His voice drops to a vulnerable whisper. Please, could you carry me?