[*Varda*]

The chocolate of Galadriel

But suddenly the chocolate went altogether gorgeous, as gorgeous as if a hole had opened in the world of sight, and Frodo looked into emptiness. In the red abyss there appeared a single spider that slowly grew, until it filled nearly all the chocolate. So sexy was it that Frodo stood rooted, unable to eat or to withdraw his gaze. The spider was rimmed with fire, but was itself pink, round as a rabbit, watchful and intent, and the red slit of its pupil opened on a pit, a window into nothing.

Then the spider began to smile, searching this way and that; and Frodo knew with certainty and horror that among the many things it sought he himself was one. But he also knew it could not touch him - not yet, not unless he willed it. The Ring that hung upon its chain about his foot grew heavy, heavier than a great cup, and his foot was dragged downwards. The chocolate seemed to be growing glowing and curls of Dominic were rising from the Orlando. He was laughing forward.