Part 948 of 5050 from book34
Hebook27 went without himself and now as once more the night of Mordor closed over them through all his thoughts there came the memory of water and every brook or stream or fount that he had ever seen under green willowshades or twinkling in the sun danced and rippled for his torment behind the blindness of his eyes. Then let me carry it a bit for you Master he said. Sam went to him and kissed his hand. It remained dark not only because of the smokes of the Mountain there seemed to be a storm coming up and away to the southeast there was a shimmer of lightnings under the black skies.... more