A/N this is my story. I don't own Pippin (*sniff*) I hope that this is well
received and if you like this, then try my story "My Merry" and it's sequal
"Following the Footsteps" because you'll probably like those just as much
as this, if not more.
"They don't understand me at all." Pippin sighed, talking to the empty air. He had gotten a slight scolding from Merry for losing a map that had brought from Rivendell (just in case). Now they had finally gone to bed and he was on watch tonight with Boromir. He could hear him moving about a little way off. Silently, he dug his quill and some parchment out from his pack. He had carried these things since he left the Shire, left his old life behind. No one knew he had still them, except for Merry that is. He never told anyone else, his sisters would have teased him. He looked heavenward to the stars sparkling above, like diamonds. It was beautiful to him, but the vastness of it all made him feel very small. Sometimes I think I'll never accomplish anything, no matter how hard I try. He thought, trying to take it all in. and often it seemed true, he was clumsy and sometimes he tended to panic. He pushed these thoughts away and looked down to his parchment.
"I want to do more, Than sit and watch at night When no one else wants to Cause they'd rather sleep. I want to prove That I'm more than you think Not a fool, Just a dreamer. I want to be brave Not for the glory Of being a hero Just for the sake Of showing I can."
A/N Aw.now wasn't that nice? I'm not ending it there, though! As soon as I get around to writing it, there'll be more! Y'all come back now, hear?
"They don't understand me at all." Pippin sighed, talking to the empty air. He had gotten a slight scolding from Merry for losing a map that had brought from Rivendell (just in case). Now they had finally gone to bed and he was on watch tonight with Boromir. He could hear him moving about a little way off. Silently, he dug his quill and some parchment out from his pack. He had carried these things since he left the Shire, left his old life behind. No one knew he had still them, except for Merry that is. He never told anyone else, his sisters would have teased him. He looked heavenward to the stars sparkling above, like diamonds. It was beautiful to him, but the vastness of it all made him feel very small. Sometimes I think I'll never accomplish anything, no matter how hard I try. He thought, trying to take it all in. and often it seemed true, he was clumsy and sometimes he tended to panic. He pushed these thoughts away and looked down to his parchment.
"I want to do more, Than sit and watch at night When no one else wants to Cause they'd rather sleep. I want to prove That I'm more than you think Not a fool, Just a dreamer. I want to be brave Not for the glory Of being a hero Just for the sake Of showing I can."
A/N Aw.now wasn't that nice? I'm not ending it there, though! As soon as I get around to writing it, there'll be more! Y'all come back now, hear?