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| Author: | Eruthiawen [ July 4th, 2006, 4:50 pm ] |
| Post subject: | Thoughts of Grima Wormtongue *Fanfiction* |
I wrote this because I just noticed not to long ago that Grima cries looking out on the Orcs in Isengaurd. So I thought I would write this to show a little of what I think he feels. This is also my first fanfiction. Thoughts of Grima Wormtongue By: Eruthiawen Grima stood thoughtful and unsure of what to think. How had he ever gotten so deep into Saruman’s clutches that now he could not even get out. He stood still. Staring watching thousands upon thousands of Orcs march away. They were bloodthirsty Uruk-hai going to destroy the people who he used to love so much. Now it was all but to late to stop what was happening. Tears now threatened his eyes. How? was all he could think. How could all of this have happened? And so quickly? It was not that long ago when he would never even have been able to imagine himself as the animal he was now. His tears were heavy now. Then one finally escaped. The tear rolled down his cheek its trail shinning from what little light from the sun made it past the thick clouds. Saruman’s great yell “To war!“ Screamed over and over in Wormtongue’s ears. Saruman’s deep voice brought Grima out of his thoughts. The Orcs were now turned away and were speedily making their way to Helms Deep. Saruman turned and looked at Grima. Grima did the only thing he could do, look back. Saruman stared at him evil was in Saruman’s eyes, the twisted evil pleasure that Grima had found only in the beginning. He had been able to make orders and create laws for the people of Rohan. They had to listen to him. They had no choice. But he had never wanted any of this to happen. Now all the people of Rohan and more, were all going to die because of him. The weight of knowing that weighed upon Grima so much that he was about to breakdown and cry here and now but he couldn’t. Saruman stared him down. Then gave him a chilling grin of pleasure and victory. It sent chills through Grima’s spine. Saruman then turned and left. Leaving Grima to himself staring at the Orc army marching in the distance. He looked down to the ground. He sat. Staring. For what seemed like years. Maybe I should just end it all here and now. “Grima.” A deep voice called from behind Grima. Startling Grima so that he jumped. He just stood back to Saruman. I don’t want to do anything not now not ever. But he turned and looked into the face that had ruined his life. “I need you for something.” Saruman simply said. Then he turned and walked away. Grima turned to take one last look at the backs of the Orcs who now marched on the road to war. Then he turned with his heart heavier then he had ever known. He then walked at a quick pace to catch up with Saruman. Mumbling the words over and over again to himself. To late for me…To late for Rohan…To late for Middle Earth. So is it good for my first fanfiction? Is it dumb well like what I mean is does it go with the movie well? |
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