I must admit, I'm exceptionally pleased with how this drabble turned out. The idea came completely unexpected, which makes it even more... precious.
Scribe~Of~RED
Pockets held such burdens.
Bilbo carried around the One Ring like a trinket; Frodo staggered beneath its crushing demands.
Strider carried kingsfoil weed; Aragorn's bore the heavy weight of healing athelas.
Merry stashed nips of Longbottom Leaf; Pippin retained the wooden pipe needed for a fine smoke.
Gandalf's held warmth able to conquer every chill; in Sam's, tucked away was flavor for even the coldest nights.
Gimli often fingered the loops of golden splendor within his; Legolas ensured his replacement strings remained secure.
But alas! Boromir's pockets were empty, save for their lining of expectation and greed.
Such burdens indeed.
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