Disclaimer: Nope, not mine
Everyone looked at Frodo. He could barely think, he was so bloody cold. He’d never wished so badly for shoes. What had he been thinking, not even bringing a pair of gloves? Only Boromir and Gimli had that kind of foresight, though they did not look anything like comfortable. Merry, Pip, and Sam looked as miserable as Frodo felt, and even Strider and Gandalf looked frozen. Legolas, of course, looked warm as toast.
He was losing feeling in his fingers and toes, and his ears ached from the biting wind.
How bad could it be inside a windless, snowless mine?