Frodo was wondering how much longer he could hold out. He was struggling to stay concious. His pain was returning in his side and breathing was difficult. He saw Morgoth tossed into the trash. ".....Good....it..has...*gasp*..come..." He gave in and fel to the ground.
[ May 28, 2002: Message edited by: Frodo Baggins ]
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