Advent Calendar 2009 - 15: The Hanged Man
Dec. 15th, 2009 07:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aearwenAgain, this prompt was pretty much a no-brainer too.
Gollum spat the finger out and held aloft the Precious. After all this time, after that sneaky Baggins with wanting to know what was in his pocketses, and those nasty orcses with their whips and cruel laughs and endless questions, and following the Master and that other, stupid hobbit all the way back into blackest Mordor, the Precious was his again!
The slippery, reaching hands of the Master were easily enough evaded, and with a slip of the foot, once more Gollum felt himself flying, falling. This time, however, he knew that he would never lose the Precious again.
Never.
Gollum spat the finger out and held aloft the Precious. After all this time, after that sneaky Baggins with wanting to know what was in his pocketses, and those nasty orcses with their whips and cruel laughs and endless questions, and following the Master and that other, stupid hobbit all the way back into blackest Mordor, the Precious was his again!
The slippery, reaching hands of the Master were easily enough evaded, and with a slip of the foot, once more Gollum felt himself flying, falling. This time, however, he knew that he would never lose the Precious again.
Never.
