Darker and more sinister still.
A dank and smelly hole, full of the bits and ends of worms, and also full of the bones of blind fish and Gollum's goblin victims. Not a warm and snug hole as is proper for a Hobbit, oh no. The lake is the dead end of a mine tunneled by Goblins in ages past. Gollum found the place as a bit of solace from the burning and dreadful (to him) eye of the yellow sun in the fields of the heavens. Cool and quiet and very very dark. Gollum lives on an island out in the middle of this two acre lake near the roots of the mountains. There secreted away, if not directly on Gollum's person, is the One Ring. One of the most coveted items it all of Middle Earth. Not always able to bear touching it and never able to part from it Gollum has chewed on the gristle of his past deeds and old bones in the dark for hundreds and hundreds of years. The ring does not grant more life, simply immortality. Thus his life came to be as "too little butter spread over too much bread" as it were. Every now and again the Goblin King of Goblin Town gets an urge for fresh fish and sends some hapless minion to the lake. Sometimes they return with catch in hand, other times the hunter becomes prey.
