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claudia603) wrote2010-11-16 07:28 pm
claudia603) wrote2010-11-16 07:28 pm
Drabble: Hard Time
Another ancient drabble:
Frodo lay on the hard cot, aching to get comfortable, but he knew that if he shifted too fast, the broken cot would collapse, spilling him to the floor.
A pain clenched his belly, ripping through him. He bit his lip until it dripped blood, determined not to cry out. If he did, the guard might come and beat him. The guard Kelt was on duty, and he was meanest of the bunch. Nothing gave him more pleasure than watching the delicate halfling, the fallen gentlehobbit from the Shire, suffer.
He could not remember when they threw him into jail.
Frodo lay on the hard cot, aching to get comfortable, but he knew that if he shifted too fast, the broken cot would collapse, spilling him to the floor.
A pain clenched his belly, ripping through him. He bit his lip until it dripped blood, determined not to cry out. If he did, the guard might come and beat him. The guard Kelt was on duty, and he was meanest of the bunch. Nothing gave him more pleasure than watching the delicate halfling, the fallen gentlehobbit from the Shire, suffer.
He could not remember when they threw him into jail.