The Dead were restless. A presence, commanding and purposeful, moved through them, shining with a pure silver-gold light. The Dead parted before him, awed.
Boromir, for it was he, reached Aragorn's bedroll as a warm, living man. He looked at his King, and saw him burning with a pure silver fire. Aragorn would yet triumph, and Gondor would be beautiful once more, free of shadow at last. He slid into Aragorn's bedroll and embraced him, marvelling at the gift he'd received.
The Oathbreakers' jealous murmuring broke the silence--love could not save them, as it had Boromir--only vengeance.
Summary: Gondor would be beautiful once more.
Rated: G
Categories: LOTR FPS Pairing: Aragorn/Boromir
Warnings: NoneChallenges:
Series: NoneChapters: 1 Completed: Yes
Word count: 97 Read: 693
Published: 07 Aug 2009 Updated: 07 Aug 2009