Wild and frantic
The beating of his heart
As he clung to the horse's mane
And held on for dear life

The trees flew past
They ran swifter than eagles
An elven horse
With a hobbit on it's back

A slash of black
Amidst the colors of the trees
A stab of pain
In an ancient wound

How many days?
It seems like forever
The cold bite of steel -
No, no.

Harsh and shrieking
Their calls behind him
Almost drowned out
In the screaming of the wind