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Glass, drabble, rated G:
Frodo had once fallen dreadfully ill as a child in Brandy Hall. Normally rosy-cheeked, full of rascally life, he had found it nearly unbearable to be confined to the sickroom. Watching his merry cousins run about in fresh air had driven him nearly mad with restlessness. So clear and delicate was glass, yet it had such power – it divided the world of darkness from fresh air and sunshine.
“Frodo!” Pippin was larger than life in his soldier of Gondor garb. “You’re hundreds of miles away.”
Frodo smiled sadly, for that glass pane once again divided him from all he loved.
Previous in the series:
1. At the End
2. Shadow to Flesh
Glass, drabble, rated G:
Frodo had once fallen dreadfully ill as a child in Brandy Hall. Normally rosy-cheeked, full of rascally life, he had found it nearly unbearable to be confined to the sickroom. Watching his merry cousins run about in fresh air had driven him nearly mad with restlessness. So clear and delicate was glass, yet it had such power – it divided the world of darkness from fresh air and sunshine.
“Frodo!” Pippin was larger than life in his soldier of Gondor garb. “You’re hundreds of miles away.”
Frodo smiled sadly, for that glass pane once again divided him from all he loved.
Previous in the series:
1. At the End
2. Shadow to Flesh