A Boromir ficlet

A ficlet written without slash in mind (yes, it can happen!), no pairing, just Boromir and his fears and doubts.


Summary: Boromir’s thoughts while nearing the end of, and after, his long journey to Imladris.

( I am weary, and that truth finds me here in the wilds alone, bound for Imladris, a place that may not even exist except in lore )