Part 522 of 4800 from book57
Knobbed and pitted with corruptionbook22 was her ageold hide but ever thickened from within with layer on layer of evil growth. The Choices of Master Samwise Frodo was lying face upward on the ground and the monster was bending over him so intent upon her victim that she took no heed of Sam and his cries until he was close at hand. Then as the dark hole stood before him and the stench came out to meet him like a clap of thunder the thought of Frodo and the monster smote upon Sams mind. Through the mist before his eyes he was aware dimly of Frodos face and stubbornly he fought to master himself and to drag himself out of the swoon that was upon him.... more