13. drabble: At Risk
“Where's Frodo?â€쳌 Merry asked, but that is not what my heart heard. Turning, my eyes found your shield, carried so long, leaning alone in the place where I thought you to be.
Scattered, divided, leaderless, my companions dispersed in all directions. What had made me think I could hold them together? Faith? Will? Love?
When I heard the high wail of the horn, I threw myself headlong into the fight, desperately trying not to see that I had already failed.
Why did you go off without me? After so long, what made you pick this moment to leave your shield behind?
Scattered, divided, leaderless, my companions dispersed in all directions. What had made me think I could hold them together? Faith? Will? Love?
When I heard the high wail of the horn, I threw myself headlong into the fight, desperately trying not to see that I had already failed.
Why did you go off without me? After so long, what made you pick this moment to leave your shield behind?
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