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“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?

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