An Olympian's Daughter

It is done

Frodo and Sam continue shuffline along with the Orc army.
"Company Halt! Inspection!"

The soldiers stop, but Frodo has trouble standing.

"Sam, help me!" Frodo falls but Sam catches him. "Mister Frodo!"

A brutal-looking Orc sergeant with no nose looks around. "Stand up, Mister Frodo! Stand up!" Sam begs.
"It's so heavy!" Frodo whimpers.

Sam sees the Ring's chain cutting into Frodo's neck.

No Nose turns toward Sam "Oh no!"
No Nose sees Sam and roars. He makes for the hobbits. "What do I do? What do we do?" Sam questions panicked. Frodo orders him "Hit me!"
"What?" Asks looking bewildered
"Hit me Sam! Start fighting!" Frodo demands. Sam shoves Frodo away. "Get off of me!" Sam hits Frodo. "Nobody pushes me, you filthy maggot!" The Orcs circle the hobbits, shoving each other while watching them fight. No Nose is stopped by the crowd. "Get off of me!" Sam shoves Frodo again. "Break it up! Break it up." "Oy! I'll have your guts if you don't shut this rabble down!"

"Go, Sam. Now!" Frodo says as the crawl under the legs of the Orcs.

Sam and Frodo sneak out of the Orc troop and into a tent. No Nose looks around for them, but gives up.
"Argh. Move along scum!"
"Back in the line! You maggots! Back into the line, you slugs!"

Frodo and Sam escape.

"Dig it, you slugs! Move it!"

Frodo and Sam walk slowly across Mordor in their Orc armor.

Frodo falls and lays panting.

"I can't... I can't manage the Ring, Sam. It's... it's... it's such a weight to carry. It... such a weight." Frodo pants growing tired.

Sam points toward Mount Doom.
"We're going that way. Straight as we can. There's no point in carrying anything we're not sure to need."

The hobbits throw their Orc armor into a fissure. Sam throws down his pans. Sam and Frodo are resting at night. Sam sees a glimmer of stars in the night sky.

"Mister Frodo, look! There is light, and beauty up there, that no Shadow can touch." Sam points to the break of cloud where stars can be seen.

Frodo, unconscious, doesn't respond.

The hobbits have stopped to rest. Frodo tries to drink some water, but there is none left in his water bottle.

Sam hands his canteen to Frodo. "Take mine, there's a few drops left."

Frodo empties the last supply of water."There'll be none left for the return journey."
"I don't think there will be a return journey, Mister Frodo."

Aragorn's troops reach the Black Gate, unopposed.

The hobbits stagger across the plains.

The Eye of Sauron scans the area, looking towards the vicinity of the hobbits.

"Frodo! Get down! Hide!"

As Frodo falls to the ground, hidden from view, the Eye searches their location.

Sam screams "Frodo!"

Back on the plains, Sam notices the Eye has turned away.

"It's gone, Mister Frodo. The light's passed on, away towards the North. Something's drawn its gaze."

The hobbits stand up and continue on their way to Mount Doom.

The hobbits scale the slopes of Mount Doom. Frodo looks up at the fiery peak above. The hobbits fall to the ground.