You wanted to die with your blade in your hands, so I left it there, although I longed to put it aside; to pull off our gloves, take whatever small connection of the flesh might have been left to us. You chose a soldier's death.
You called me king, and captain. Those were not the words I wanted, yet it was your end, your choice. I did not interfere. Still, when it was over, I took your vambraces to guard my sword arm; for I had lost you, my sword arm, over the falls, with your blade in your hands.
Summary: You wanted to die with your blade in your hands.
Rated: PG
Categories: LOTR FPS Pairing: Aragorn/Boromir
Warnings: NoneChallenges:
Series: NoneChapters: 1 Completed: Yes
Word count: 100 Read: 854
Published: 01 Aug 2009 Updated: 01 Aug 2009