Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| Rauros, golden Rauros-falls |
Boromir!Lives... - at least, for a little while. MEFAwards 2007: Honorable Mention – Genres: Humor: Drabble |
| Where was he? Ever so slowly he opened his eyes, fighting against the weakness he felt, and managed to turn his head. He lay in one of the Elven boats, and judging from the rocking motion, it wasn’t beached, but was drifting loose on the river. He jerked, startled, and stubbed his toes on something metallic-sounding. Twisting sideways, he could see many Orcish weapons lying at his feet. “What…?” With growing alarm, he struggled to gather his scattered thoughts, trying to comprehend his situation. But amidst his deliberations, he became aware of an ever-increasing noise. It sounded suspiciously like... “Aaarrrggghhh…!” |
A/N: - The title is from “Lament for Boromir” in TTT, The Departure of Boromir. 29.01.06 Yes. Erm. Well... What can I say? The muse made me do it. – Or maybe I just read too many Boromir!Lives stories in succession... |