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[sadness1986.livejournal.com]

Did I tell you, that I'm impatience incarnate, when it comes to plot developments?

Title: Hope and Despair Part 3
Author: Sadness1986
Pairing: Aragorn/Boromir
Rating: NC-17
Warning: angst, AU
Summary: There's no hope in despair.
Notes: You insisted, so I'm writing a series, I didn't plan at all. And I'll take revenge, you know me well. I just say cliff-hangers, angst and angst...
Thanks: to my Lotr- eBook. I love it! :)

"I would have followed you, my brother, my captain, my king...", the words "my love" are stuck in his throat, not because of the blood filling his lunges, not because of the pain from his broken body.
He sees tears in Aragorn's eyes, gazing at him like for the first time, unguarded, open gates to his vulnerable self, behind the self-discipline, the dirt and sweat he reeks of.
Boromir sees defeat, fear and pain and finally regret and gentle longing, all fused together in an expression of total despair.
"You never could give me hope", Boromir thinks, "You don't even have hope for yourself..."
He wants to wipe Aragorn's tears away, but his arms are too heavy, he clutches his sword to his chest, finally ready to die like warrior, in honour, peacefully.
But then his king leans down on him and kisses, kisses his lips, his pale, blood-soiled lips and Boromir's soul clings to this feeling, even if he doesn't know, that it's love...
He hovers, watches the scene, watches how Aragorn clings to his dead body, screaming in pain, bathes his pale face in kisses and tears, how he tries to kick Legolas and Gimli, when they try to peel him off the quickly cooling corpse, how he curses them and screams his name in agony.

Later he sits there, combing Boromir's dark golden hair with his fingers, wiping dirt and blood from his face.
"We can not leave him lying between those foul orcs", he whispers, his voice raspy and distant, his eyes dead.
"But we must be swift", Gimli insists.
So they decide to give his body in an elven boat into the cold arms of Rauros.

And the trees shiver under Aragorn's voice, when he sings:

'What news from the North, O mighty wind, do you bring to me today?
What news of Boromir the Bold? For he is long away.'
'Beneath Amon Hen I heard his cry. There many foes he fought.
His cloven shield, his broken sword, they to the water brought.
His head so proud, his face so fair, his limbs they laid to rest;
And Rauros, golden Rauros-falls, bore him upon its breast.'
'O Boromir! The Tower of Guard shall ever northward gaze
To Rauros, golden Rauros-falls, until the end of days.'

tbc

Comments

[makamu]

I wonder, how you will continue after this, I really do... And, sometimes I am glad they didn't put the song into the film. Despite the fact that Vig cannot sing that well (I refuse to say "not at all", because the chanting at the coronation fit the scene well enough, IMHO), I would most likely cry even more than I already do, when Boromir dies ;) Anyway, I am looking forward to part 4

[sadness1986.livejournal.com]

I love that song. I made a melody for it myself. And yes, if it would have been in the movie, I had cried, sobbed and embarassed myself even more than I already did.
But in my humble opinion viggo can sing, just listen to Envidia or his and hers.

[seleneheart]

*whimpers* He died again!

Aragorn is a bloody idiot. *sniffs* Now what?

[sadness1986.livejournal.com]

Death is not the end, never... And you will see, what happens, when the Dead can't rest...

[widdershin.livejournal.com]

This is so good!
Love angst ... love cliffhangers ...love this series ... and I love Viggo's singing too!!!
Envidia just sends me!! *swoon*

[sadness1986.livejournal.com]

He sings like a vitreous little fragile thing, but it's powerful enough to make you tremble...