By StarWolf
7/20/2005
Title: Onycha
Author: StarWolf (elendraug at yahoo dot com)
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Rating: PG
Warnings: Canon death, slash
Pairing: BoromirxAragorn
Genre: General
Disclaimer: Tolkien pwns me.
Distribution: Don't you DARE.
Summary: But at least it's better than--
Author's Notes: For NeoFox. Prompt: "it hurts."
On a chair, in a circle; nobody's listening to him, but at least the future king will warily meet his eyes. It's better than being ignored, he supposes. The stone tiles are delicate beneath his feet, and he can still see the sky.
On a mountain, in a snowstorm; nobody's listening to him, but at least the future king will help him plow through the drifts. It's better than working alone, he supposes. The slick ice is loathesome beneath his feet, and he can still see the clouds.
On a ledge, in a hellhole; nobody's listening to him, but at least the future king will keep him and the others on track. It's better than following no-one, he supposes. The loose gravel is dangerous beneath his feet, and he can still see the exit.
On a blanket, in a haven; nobody's listening to him, but at least the future king will spare some idle chit-chat. It's better than contemplating fate, he supposes. The forest floor is reassuring beneath his feet, and he can still see the moonlight.
On a river, in a boat; nobody's listening to him, but at least the future king will row with the fellowship. It's better than avoiding Gondor, he supposes. The water is foreboding beneath his feet, and he can still see the horizon.
On a riverbank, in a clearing; nobody's listening to him, but at least the future king will keep him company. It's better than sleeping solitary, he supposes. The warmth is welcome against his chest, and he can still see the stars.
On his back, in a daze; nobody's listening to him, but at least Aragorn will pretend to mourn. It's better than being forgotten, he supposes. The dirt is bloodstained beneath his body, and he can't see--