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Then, as suddenly as a snuffed candle, Gollum’s demeanor changed. He cowered, whimpering. “But we can help. Yes, precious. Show you the secret way into the Black Land. Past the gates. Past the Eye. Gollum knows paths that were old when Sauron was a mewling spirit.” SneakyOne.Gollums-precious.1.var

The Shire was dark, not with the wholesome black of a summer night, but with the oily, creeping gloom that had bled out of Mordor. Frodo felt the weight of the Ring like a cold, contracting fist around his soul. Sam was asleep, his breathing a soft, trustworthy rhythm against a mossy root. “SneakyOne

Gollum reached out a trembling hand, palm up. Not to grab. To beg. He cowered, whimpering

And as he vanished, his parting whisper coiled around Frodo’s ears like smoke: