trick or treat! 👻
Here's a bit of my Frodo and Boromir WIP:
“I wish you could see it, Frodo,” Boromir said with a wistful look. “It is the fairest city in all of Gondor. When the sun rises, it glitters upon the Tower of Ecthelion like a spire of burnished silver, and the white walls of the city glow beneath its light.” Frodo wished rather that he could see Bag End again, if only for a minute, to walk in his garden among the bobbing flowers or sit in his armchair before the fire and smoke as evening gathered outside the windows. He longed for the familiar laughter and chatter of the Brandywine River or the bustle of Bywater on market day. He had no desire to see grand cities of Men. The adventurous longings that had tugged upon his heart in the year before he left had faded into mere memories, as faint as spider silk. He wished only to see his home, and with every step he took further from it, he felt certain he would not see it again. “I would give anything to see the Shire again,” Frodo said quietly. Boromir’s gaze softened.
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