You knew something was off. Ever since you joined the fellowship, you knew something wasn’t right, yet, you couldn’t put your finger on it.

It’s late in the evening and you simply cannot fall asleep nor shake the same feeling that you’ve had for days. So you decide to get up, wandering around a little. Before… it speaks to you…

The Only Ring….

You know you shouldn’t touch it but you cannot resist. As you reach your hand towards the ring on Frodo’s neck, Aragorns voice is heard

Aragorn: “And what do you think you are doing, hm?”