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A/B drabble
For sudden, unspecified reasons, I find myself in a fit of angst, and so an A/B drabble.
Title: Until That Day
Author: Archet
Rating: PG
Pairing: A/B
Summary: Aragorn removes the last arrow.
Warning: Angst
Disclaimer: These characters don’t belong to me, I only made the drabble.
The arrow resists, buried deep, but he tugs and it slides free of bone and muscle. He holds it, the last of three, in his hand and the blood, the pride, upon it is still warm.
There are tears on his cheeks as he lays it aside for later use.
He will use it well.
He leans close, aches for the prideful eyes, the rare, shining smile now gone.
He lays his lips against those that cannot speak again, whispers, “Go from this world, but not my heart. Farewell, Boromir, but only until that day, where I find you again.”
Title: Until That Day
Author: Archet
Rating: PG
Pairing: A/B
Summary: Aragorn removes the last arrow.
Warning: Angst
Disclaimer: These characters don’t belong to me, I only made the drabble.
The arrow resists, buried deep, but he tugs and it slides free of bone and muscle. He holds it, the last of three, in his hand and the blood, the pride, upon it is still warm.
There are tears on his cheeks as he lays it aside for later use.
He will use it well.
He leans close, aches for the prideful eyes, the rare, shining smile now gone.
He lays his lips against those that cannot speak again, whispers, “Go from this world, but not my heart. Farewell, Boromir, but only until that day, where I find you again.”