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[claudia603]

“The lady held you long in her gaze, Ringbearer.”

Frodo could not bear to meet those hazel eyes, which had long been soft with longing but which were now bitter. He longed to go to Boromir, to wrap his arms around the Man’s solid neck and allow himself to be caressed and kissed. But too long had passed in sullen silence since Frodo had last refused Boromir with no explanation. Pain had turned to harshness and…something else, dark and frightening. The Ring grew on his lover’s mind, eating at the generous heart.

If Boromir could fall, who then was next?

Comments

[ana-stasia.livejournal.com]

Maybe it's just me and everyone else will understand, but is this drabble directly related to the other one you just posted? And are both of these from some other longer fic of yours? Just wondering...

And this is another wonderful story. :) Thanks.

[claudia603.livejournal.com]

Yes, the drabbles are indeed related! Nope, not from any longer fic of mine, though I suppose I could always link them to one.

Thanks!

[aprilkat.livejournal.com]

If Boromir could fall, who then was next?

I like the idea of Boromir seen as the noble conflicted man rather than the corruptible villain - it makes his fall more poignant and more painful for Frodo.

[claudia603.livejournal.com]

Yes, I adore Boromir as he really was, just a noble man who fell because of good intentions.

Ellie Withywindle

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No Boromir don't give in!! Poor Frodo and Boromir..much angst..me like though :)

Re: Ellie Withywindle

[claudia603.livejournal.com]

Thanks again for reading!