We wasss alone for centuries--I was alone but for the One. Sometimes poor Smeagol talked to himself, or to the Preciousss, or both. It was almossst the same thing by the end, gollum. *The last is a sob more than anything else. He rubs his hands as if they pain him still and looks away.* Nothing to eat but little cave fish and maybe a goblin if we were very good at hunting. Nothing tasssty.