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A/N: This is where I'm collecting all my drabbles (and maybe some ficlets as I write them) that were previously posted on my live journal. Aside from being hobbit-centric and mostly bookverse, they're unrelated. Feedback is always appreciated!
At Breakfast
The sweet sound of a high, clear voice lifted in song reaches him on the breeze, and Frodo looks up and smiles, for Pippin is a picture of innocence this morning, untroubled by what they have seen. Yet it hurts Frodo too, to think it, because this moment is doomed to fade and he fears what lies ahead.
Torn between loving and protecting, he knows in his heart that he'll lose his young cousin whether he takes Gildor's counsel or no, and he longs to hold him close and never let go. But he will let go. He has to.
A/N: This is where I'm collecting all my drabbles (and maybe some ficlets as I write them) that were previously posted on my live journal. Aside from being hobbit-centric and mostly bookverse, they're unrelated. Feedback is always appreciated!
At Breakfast
The sweet sound of a high, clear voice lifted in song reaches him on the breeze, and Frodo looks up and smiles, for Pippin is a picture of innocence this morning, untroubled by what they have seen. Yet it hurts Frodo too, to think it, because this moment is doomed to fade and he fears what lies ahead.
Torn between loving and protecting, he knows in his heart that he'll lose his young cousin whether he takes Gildor's counsel or no, and he longs to hold him close and never let go. But he will let go. He has to.