Hope Lost

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Tolkien. I'm just borrowing.

A/N: Please review. This was inspired by the movie 'Constantine,' oddly enough. Please tell me what you think. I'm not really sure of it, since it isn't my usual choice of subject matter or tone. All reviews and opinions are welcome. If you can't think of anything to write, just post "I was here."

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"No.." breathed the hobbit as it succumbed to the ring’s lure. Time nearly stood still as the Dark Lord felt the slow resurgence of his power, rising through the doomed being to invigorate the master. Triumph flooded Sauron's spirit, as well as a thread of...could it be?.... hope. That this time he would rise, his vision for the world becoming reality. Then, a disturbance as the ring was torn from the hobbit's hand, and plummeted into the fires. Like a fragile crystal, hope shattered as Sauron felt his last tie to Middle Earth dissolve, and leave him spiraling into oblivion.