LotR Drabble: Entrance

[goldvermilion87]

My third LotR fanwork--for the Nov 2010 challenge at lotr_community 

Entrance 

He stood in Sauron’s smithy. He had carried himself there on his own two feet. He drew out that … Lover? Master? Self? ... that Golden Ring. And he remembered no more.

Until he found himself standing beside his … Servant? Gardener? Brother? ... his Friend of Friends. Sam had carried him out….

But to Mordor, the land of despair. 

To be out, Frodo knew now, was not to be whole — was not to be happy.

Until…

“Come in, Mr. Frodo. You’ll catch your death of cold out here!”

And Sam led him through the green door of Bag End.