Traveling
searching for my place
wondering of my purpose
oh, doubt though I may
I have chosen to stay
though pain shall burden my back,
but thoughts are so bare
and alone I stare
but it’s hard to face fear and the black.
The Dead Marshes.
The dead marhes through the eyes of a child who witnessed it. Though it may be your initial reponse, please keep in mind that it is not based off any real characture from Lord of the Rings. I made this one all up. Please comment.
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