Drabble Series: A/B Fellowship (PG)

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Drabble series: A/B Fellowship (PG)

Title: Fellowship

Author:alex_quine

Pairing: Aragorn/Boromir

Rating: (PG)

Summary: In the journey from Rivendell to Amon Hen, each has their part to play

Archive: Rugbytackling, my LJ

Disclaimer: These characters belong to their copyright holders. I borrow them for entertainment, not profit.

Words: 700 (without titles)

Feedback: Received with thanks.

 

Rivendell - Frodo

 

That first evening, Boromir wanders through Rivendell, wondering at each beautiful vista, remembering with pain and pride the half-ruined kingdom he has left behind.

 

Along a lamplit corridor he meets a child, no, not a child, who looks at him with gentle eyes. Boromir is moved to sink to his knees and say “Well met, little master. You too are a stranger here?”

 

Frodo feels drawn to this handsome man by chilled fingers. Suddenly afraid, he craves Aragorn’s protection and says “A visitor like yourself…but my kin have no monuments here. Yours are through that arch,” and he trots away.

 

Rivendell - Merry

 

Merry has been watching them spar, stripped to the waist, muscled backs running with sweat. Sometimes egging one-another on, sometimes silent, but for grunts of effort.

 

Aragorn calls a halt and they lean on their blades, breathing hard. Boromir walks towards the bathing rooms, ruffling Merry’s hair in passing, carrying his weapons.

 

In the ring Aragorn picks up his gear and also Boromir’s discarded shirt, burying his face in it. He leaves toward his quarters and when Boromir returns to search for it and looks at him questioningly, Merry says, “Aragorn took it.” And Boromir ducks his head and smiles.

 

Rivendell - Gimli

 

The narrow doorway leads to a paved courtyard off the hall. 

 

It has no light other than the moon, but the music spills into night air warm with the scent of honeysuckle. 

 

It would be a welcome retreat for those who remember it, amongst Rivendell’s many secluded spots, but that the dwarf is planted, in the doorway, swaying, a brimming tankard in each hand and beerily accosting any who comes his way, so that none linger…

 

…and none see them dancing, the two men pacing the flags, eyes drinking one-another in, arms twined around waists – neither leading but each following.

 

Hollin - Pippin

 

They flatten themselves beneath the scrubby bushes as the crebain wheel overhead. Boromir’s arm is around Pippin’s chest and Pippin thinks he could be safe like this. 

 

After a cold and cheerless supper the company beds down for the night. Boromir has the middle watch and as he rises quietly to relieve Gimli, Pippin stirs too. He follows Boromir to his vantage point, whispering, “This watch is mine…please. I can do this…”

 

Boromir sees the earnest desire in his face, sees Legolas further off, and nods. Pippin’s eyes follow his return, not to his own bedroll, but to Aragorn’s arms.

 

Moria - Gandalf

 

They had lingered unwisely at Balin’s tomb. 

 

Now the enemy is pouring through the doorway, filling the chamber with noise, clanging weapons, death and the stench of foul blood.

 

As Glamdring arks fire around him, he can see that the experienced fighters are just holding their own, but the Ringbearer is too exposed. They dare not lose a single arm of his defence. 

 

He sees Aragorn deftly throw a blade to succour Boromir; sees the men silently exchange a moment of acknowledgement. Together they are a formidable team, but he must speak with Aragorn about the Ring and its wiles.

 

Lothlorien - Sam

 

Aragorn walks quietly to the edge of the glade. He is hovering, waiting for Boromir to return. The man, restless and anxious, had walked off into the night, refusing his company. Now Aragorn’s arms ache to hold him close, to soothe and reassure him.

 

Aragorn can not quell the dread. He is stood in the shadow of a huge mallorn, but not alone. He becomes aware that someone else is standing, silent, waiting.

 

Sam meets his gaze steadily and Aragorn sees, almost for the first time, the innate strength and dignity in the small frame. “They will return,” Sam says.

 

The River/Rivendell - Legolas

 

Aragorn braces himself as the swinging arm descends once again on his naked back. He remembers the stables in Rivendell. 

 

The Fellowship was setting out at dawn and those leaving mounts behind had only this time to say farewell. In the end stall Boromir was wisping the bay warhorse, banging down on its muscles rhythmically, hand wrapped in a rope twisted from soft hay. He crooned low to the beast, which whickered back at him. Legolas appeared silently by Aragorn’s shoulder. ‘It loves him,’ he murmured,’ and fears for him.’

 

Aragorn shifts uneasily under Boromir’s hand, to hide his tears.

 

 

-oo0oo-

 

 

Comments

[ribby.livejournal.com]

This is incredibly elegant, and speaks so much about both Aragorn and Boromir's relationship, and about the rest of the Fellowship and how they are changed by it... just beautiful!

~Kris

[alex-quine.livejournal.com]

Thankyou. I'm glad you like the shape of it. The formal drabble structure helped to focus the different pieces I think...anyway, thanks for reading and feeding back.

[seleneheart]

Beautiful perspective from each member of the Fellowship on the blossoming relationship. Heartwrenching at the end.

[alex-quine.livejournal.com]

I'm glad it worked for you, thanks for feeding back. The last piece came first and it sat on my computer needing a context. I thought about adding in Elrond at one point, but I think I prefer it this way, amongst the nine of them.

[brigantine.livejournal.com]

Neat, the way each of the Fellowship feels the danger to Boromir, and each tries to nurture the relationship between him and Aragorn, as though that might protect him. Heavy sigh...

[alex-quine.livejournal.com]

I'm glad it worked for you. Thanks for the kind feedback.

[halszka.livejournal.com]

How can you do that?, all fellowship in one short story!. And you have find a worlds to describe each of them and through they eyes we can see Boromir. Absolutely delightful.
But you know I miss your AU with Arin.

[alex-quine.livejournal.com]

Glad you liked this, but really you are doing at least half of the work. Because we all share a known world, it's possible to put in the smallest signposts and the reader's memory fills out the imagery.

Arin takes more work, because his world is partly new. I haven't forgotten him.

[govi20.livejournal.com]

I think it's marvelous, what a wonderful intimate look into Middle Earth and Boromir!

[alex-quine.livejournal.com]

Thankyou for reading and feeding back. Glad it worked for you. I like small moments that reveal a lot.

[rotpunkt.livejournal.com]

Beautiful! Btw., are you informed about this:
http://rotpunkt.livejournal.com/29192.html
If you´re tempted...?

[alex-quine.livejournal.com]

Thanks for the feedback. Glad you liked it. I'm thinking about VigBean and I'll get back to you.

[liars-dance.livejournal.com]

So beautifully written - a wonderful series. And the ending is heartbreakingly good. *applauds*

[alex-quine.livejournal.com]

I'm glad it worked for you, many thanks for the kind feedback.

[ullman79.livejournal.com]

Amazing series, revealing so much in so few words. And the end was just beautiful, sad, but absolutely beautiful. Thanks for sharing!

[alex-quine.livejournal.com]

And thank you for reading and feeding back. I'm glad you liked it.

[me-cuppa.livejournal.com]

That was touching - the way the two men are discreet about their relationship, but not embarrassed about it and not concealing it from their friends. You conveyed an atmosphere of perfect understanding and trust.

[alex-quine.livejournal.com]

It was Gimli, strangely enough, who set the tone. I knew where I had to get to with the final piece, but he just planted himself in the way and decided to take a hand in proceedings and then I needed to know how the others were involved. Glad it worked for you as a whole.

[mooms.livejournal.com]

I love the structure of this and the way their relationship is perceived by the other members of the Fellowship. Beautifully done.

[alex-quine.livejournal.com]

Thanks, I'm glad you liked it. There is an extent to which I wanted to explore how each of the Fellowship could have taken a hand in their story.

[lore]

Oh, I love this. What a unique and beautiful way of telling their story. Thank you so much for writing and sharing!

love, lore

[alex-quine.livejournal.com]

hello Lore,
thankyou for reading and feeding back so kindly. I wanted to try to create the feeling that each of the members of the fellowship had their part to play in Aragorn and Boromir's story, but in fact you can read each little story a couple of ways. Glad it worked for you.