9. "Something You Had That Was Stolen."

It was ours.

It was always ours.

How could anyone think that taking someone else's property is an offense that could ever go unpunished?

What did they think we would do?

Turn the other cheek?



This act of theft is something that cannot, and has not, gone unnoticed. They took the most precious item that we have ever had.

It was our life. It was our air. Without it, we are nothing.



We spent years, fumbling about in starvation. Anguish being the only emotion that we ever felt.

They stripped us of everything.

They forced us to extremities.



They made us what we are.



But we will be patient. We will wait a bit longer to make our intentions known.

While they believe we are helping them, while they believe that they have us tamed, we will begin our plan to move against them. And in our actions, we will begin our plot to make them move against each other.



The day will come when they fall to their knees.

The day will come when they ask us for mercy.

The day will come when we reclaim what is ours.



For now we will be civil. Docile. The picture of kinship.

But soon, we will be whole again.



We will be reunited, precious. And you will be ours once more.



-Smeagol/Golem if he was at all literate.