"I should like to save the Shire, if I could - though there have been times when I thought the inhabitants too stupid and dull for words, and have felt that an earthquake or an invasion of dragons might be good for them. But I don't feel like that now. I feel that as long as the Shire lies behind, safe and comfortable, I shall find wandering more bearable: I shall know that somewhere there is a firm foothold, even if my feet cannot stand there again."
"I see no hope of it now. But I've got to do the best I can."
Okay, drabble completed. Will make a small mini if anyone wants to help Frodo. As he’s remembering everything, so too will the scars make themselves cozy with him too. He’s feeling them again as he received them, so he’s in a lot of pain. But he’s mostly terrified for Sam. Will write it in a little bit if anyone is interested. c:
