carrying the world around his neck
"I see no hope of it now. But I've got to do the best I can."


Suddently, and to his own surprise, Frodo felt a hot wrath blaze up in his heart. “The Shire!” he cryed, and springing beside Boromir, he stooped, and stabbed with Sting at the hideous foot.
[…]
“One for the Shire!” cried Aragorn. “The hobbit’s bite is deep! You have a good blade, Frodo son of Drogo!”.

— The Fellowship of the Ring, “The bridge of Kazad-Dûm” (via hika86)
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