Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| An Unexpected Gift |
Disclaimer: All places and persons belong to Professor Tolkien whom I greatly admire. This was written for the simple joy of writing. No copyright infringment intended, no money made. Rating: General, suitable for all. Series: Sons of Gondor Summary: Elladan meets Boromir's son. Double-and-a-half-drabble... well, almost. 228 words. Dedication: to Tolkanonms, for Edhellond's 5th anniversary. Beta read by Archet, thanks! |
| The boy had the tall frame of Boromir, his noble features and his sea-grey eyes, tinted with just a little green, like his father's. Only his reddish-brown hair had he inherited from his mother, Mistress Angharad, who hailed from the Old Folk of Anórien. Ardamir his mother had named him, years before she would realize who had sired the boy, and Elladan found the name fitting. For an unexpected gift he was, for all those who had known and loved Boromir; and more so for Elrond's eldest who had given up immortality for the chance to meet the boy's father beyond the Rim of the World one day. But until that day, he would be there for the boy, as long as needed. And the nephew of Elros Tar-Minyatur could hope for a long lifespan, even as a mortal. Not that Faramir – or even Estel indeed – would not see to the boy's needs. They were both men of honour, who always fulfilled their obligations. But the fact that something of his beloved had survived, unexpectedly, filled Elladan's heart with great comfort. Had Boromir lived, they would have been a barren couple at best, even if tolerated in the North. But now, despite Boromir's loss, he would be able to help raise his beloved's son, and it felt as if Artamir would have been his own. ~The End~ |