𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕱𝖔𝖗𝖒 𝖔𝖋 𝕾𝖆𝖚𝖗𝖔𝖓

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔈𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔶-𝔈𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱

I fall to my knees gasping in the air. My body feels free now. Something lurches out of my throat. I throw up red. I never thought I would bleed like this before. At least I managed to fight of Sauron. My body is mine and mine alone.I feel something grab me by the hair. Something pulls me up. Sauron looks at me. 

"You really have become a pain." His voice is raspy and split.

He runs his hand over my hair. I glare at him.

"You and I could've ruled the world." He says.

"I will never." I hiss.

"Noble words." He says.

Aragorn stabs Sauron. He drops me. I find a bow on the ground. I pick it up and grab a quiver. I shoot one at him but he's smoke. He hasn't regained enough physical for yet to completely kill him.  

"You were such a fool." I say to him.

"And you were the pawn." He says.

He reaches his hand out. He throws his hand. Me and Aragorn go flying. I slam into Aragorn as we slam into the ground. Gimli sees us. He runs forward. Aragorn helps me up. I dust myself off. I realize I'm still shirtless.

"You're back?" Gimli looks at me.

I nod.

"Bless you!" Gimli hugs me.

"Gimli... we still have a problem." I point to Sauron.

Then he turns. I look up and I see the eagles.

"The eagles are coming!" Pipin yells.

Aragorn puts his hand on my shoulder. I look at him.

"There's still hope for us yet." He says.

I nod.