Summary: When the Company reaches the Argonath, Frodo contemplates the image of Isildur.

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Note: My LJ is here

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A sentinel now you are, standing in ceaseless stony vigil while the birds make nests in your eyelids. Now the thing you took from Him approaches you once more, and you stand dumb and unmoving. Your heir scarcely pauses to gaze upon you as he journeys to correct your long-ago error.

The error that sends me now into shadow.

Yet I cannot find it in me to fault you. You and I both have been ensnared by the Ring and its story. Now I look on you and all I can think is that you were the fortunate one, for you are free.

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