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archetThis is the beginning of a series of drabbles I'd started, and then promptly forgotten. I came across them by accident and decided to finish'em up, because honestly I've been longing to write (happy) A/B lately. Right now I'm calling this a series of three, the others are completed and will be posted later, but as of right now I'm reserving the right to possibly add more, as inspiration allows.
Author: Archet
(Drabble) Series: Firelights
Drabble Title: Heavenly Fire (1/3)
Pairing: Aragorn/Boromir
Rating: PG-13
Summary: AU. Boromir lies wounded. Aragorn worships and waits by night and by day.
Disclaimer: I did not originate nor create these characters, only these drabble/s.
Archive: Rugbytackle, my LJ. Anyone else please ask.
Warnings: none
Note/s: while each drabble can stand alone, they are meant to be read in order as follows: Heavenly Fire, Beacon Fire, Ember Light. Contains miraculously!undead Boromir, and worshipful!Aragorn.
Feedback: much appreciated
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The candle flame sputters, sparks, dies and leaves behind the scent of ash and an embarrassment of shadows. A fine tendril of smoke curls, briefly silvered in moonlight before diminishing. Starlight adds to the sum and the shadows retreat, bleeding back.
You shine in the night as the heavenly fire of the stars bends, touches you. Together we worship you, the stars from their high places, and I, your King at your side. I whisper your name, and the mere speaking of it conjures such power in me.
Boromir.
Forsake the night, my light.
Fight for me.
Return to me.
Author: Archet
(Drabble) Series: Firelights
Drabble Title: Heavenly Fire (1/3)
Pairing: Aragorn/Boromir
Rating: PG-13
Summary: AU. Boromir lies wounded. Aragorn worships and waits by night and by day.
Disclaimer: I did not originate nor create these characters, only these drabble/s.
Archive: Rugbytackle, my LJ. Anyone else please ask.
Warnings: none
Note/s: while each drabble can stand alone, they are meant to be read in order as follows: Heavenly Fire, Beacon Fire, Ember Light. Contains miraculously!undead Boromir, and worshipful!Aragorn.
Feedback: much appreciated
~*~
The candle flame sputters, sparks, dies and leaves behind the scent of ash and an embarrassment of shadows. A fine tendril of smoke curls, briefly silvered in moonlight before diminishing. Starlight adds to the sum and the shadows retreat, bleeding back.
You shine in the night as the heavenly fire of the stars bends, touches you. Together we worship you, the stars from their high places, and I, your King at your side. I whisper your name, and the mere speaking of it conjures such power in me.
Boromir.
Forsake the night, my light.
Fight for me.
Return to me.
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Date: 2011-07-21 10:14 am (UTC)The whole thing was beautifully atmospheric but I think that was my favourite line - the sense of smell and the feelig of desolation.
Lovely; I'm glad you decided to share these.
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Date: 2011-07-21 08:09 pm (UTC)