It’s all wrong, by rights we shouldn’t even be here, but we are. Its like in the great stories Mr. Frodo, the ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end it’s only a passing thing, the shadow, even darkness must pass. A new day will come and when the sun shines, it will shine out the clearer. Those are the stories that stayed with you, that meant something-even if you were too small to understand why. But I think Mr. Frodo I do understand, I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back only they didn’t. They kept goin because they were holdin onto something, What are we holding onto Sam? That there is some good in this world and its worth fightin for.
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