ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔈𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔶-𝔑𝔦𝔫𝔢

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I slam my bow into Sauron's mace. Aragorn charges while I have him occupied. Sauron throws his hands back. I dig my bow into the ground. The force rattles me a little bit. He looks down at me. Fire erupts from him. I cover my eyes. The Nazgul draws to him. 

"You are brave prince of the elves, but all of this is for nothing." Sauron says.

"We'll see." I hiss through the pain.

I charge again. He grabs me by the neck. He lifts me up. I grip his arm. I can barely touch it. He's in a ghostly form. Still... I'm not going to let him go.  Then he turns. I look up. I see Mount Doom awakening. Everyone turns. The Nazgul turns. Frodo... Sam... he can see them. He put on the ring again. I dust myself off. Sauron rises into the sky. I'm not going to let him go.

"At last, I've found him." He chuckles.

 I manage to free myself. I grab him from behind. I lock my arms around him. He's not going to destroy them like he did to me. Sauron screams and the Nazgul all start flying to Mount doom. He throws himself and me around. I grip him and I slam an arrow into him. He yelps.

"Aragorn!" I yell.

Aragorn nods. He charges. Sauron takes the sword from him. He throws Aragorn back.

"No!" I gasp.

Then he slams the Blade of Narsil in my side. I wince. I feel a blast of pain, but then I hear screaming. I look down and I see him withering. He's crumbling. I look up and I see the tower crumbling. I see the Nazgul in a panic. I jump down, but I hit the ground hard. I grip the Blade in my side. I rip it out. Blood escapes my mouth. Gimli runs over. He grabs me.

"You okay?" He asks me.

"Barely." I admit.

I watch as the ground shakes. I watch as he fades away like a fog. I watch as the black gate crumbles and falls. Unfortunately, my vision is starting to blur. Gimli puts his hand over the wound. I wince. 

"This isn't good." Gimli says.

"Yeah... it's been a real battle." I mutter. 

"Legolas, you have to keep your eyes open." Gimli says.

"I'll try my friend." I mutter.

"Friend... aye." Gimli says. 

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