sophiaphilemon:#frodo who has night terrors so intense he’s hoarse the next morning#frodo who some
sophiaphilemon: #frodo who has night terrors so intense he’s hoarse the next morning#frodo who sometimes just sits in his front hall; shaking—clutching the edge of the chair so tightly his knuckles go white#frodo who has days when he can’t leave his bed and days when he lashes out at even sam and merry and pippin#sometimes he’ll forget where he is—in the middle of a walk all the hills will go strange and the trees twist#and he has to hope that sam will come for him because he isn’t certain how to get home#he has vivid violent flashbacks to mordor; to the nazgul blade piercing his shoulder#his phantom finger doesn’t ache but it burn sometimes; when there’s about to be a storm#and frodo has a panic attack because for a moment he can feel the ring again and he’s back there back in the darkness he has to do it again#he has to carry the ring again (not again please never again please don’t make me please)#sam finds him like that—hyperventilating and shaking; dinner smashed to pieces on the floor#and through all this he writes in the book feverishly; like a man possessed#because it’s somehow better on the page; where men are heroes and hobbits are whole#frodo as every shellshocked soldier who marched away to war and never truly came home—the sickness of the ring that he could not our run#I just -- source link
#shrieks loudly#tolkien