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Sloth: Never More to Wake on Stony Bed (Frodo)

This drabble should be read bearing in mind the medieval understanding of the Seventh Deadly Sin, acedia or spiritual discouragement, also linked to Tristitia or sorrow/despair, as well as the modern meaning of "sloth".


Can't go on. Weary, weary to the bone, so cold, so tired. No thought, no will, nothing but a shell. You are nothing. The relentless voice which once whispered now hammers in his head. Nothing, a speck, a maggot crawling over the surface of a dead land. Give up your pathetic shred of a life and die now. Why prolong the pain, the senseless effort, only to  perish later? When you could sleep now... sleep forever?

Stop. No more. So tired.

Yet in the night's darkest depths he dreams... of the Shire in springtime.

I can manage it. I must.


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