"I'll go and fetch Sam," Frodo jumps off and runs into the forest. Boromir,
sensing if he was ever going to get the ring, this will have to be the
time. He gets up slowly and follows Frodo deep into the forest. Frodo
speeds up a bit, and Boromir starts running.
"Why is this halfling so hard to catch up to?" Boromir wonders as he races through the ever thickening forest. The forest grew denser and darker when, suddenly Frodo stops and Boromir just about runs into him.
"My dear Frodo, you look so tired, may I ask what is troubling you?" Boromir asks looking at the ring in Frodo hands. The ring that poisoned his mind for so long is now within reach. It will become his.
"I cannot carry this burden any longer," Frodo says with a weakness in his voice. Frodo reaches for Boromir hands and places the ring into it. "It is yours," Frodo sighs, "for I have no need for it. You have a land to govern and this will make you the perfect king."
"Frodo, you are doing the right thing, and you knew all along that this ring should be used for good, not to be destroyed!" exclaims Boromir as he examines the treasure placed in his hands. The beauty of the ring to Boromir is indescribable. He places the ring in his pocket and turns to talk to Frodo, but he isn't there. "Frodo, Frodo, where are you?" Boromir searches the forest through but cannot find Frodo. The more Boromir looks in the forest for Frodo, the more he becomes depress. Finally, Boromir realizes that he is lost. "What good is a ring when you have nothing to use it against?" Boromir wonders as he sits and wonders how to get out.
"My dear Boromir. You look lost," says Legolas shifting his head to the left a little bit. He walks, which is so elegant it looks like he is floating, closer toward Boromir who now is standing fearing that Legolas is there to take away his ring.
"Legolas, I am lost. I don't know which way to go. I followed Frodo out this far, and when I turned around, he was gone!" replies Boromir desperately. He turns a circle to see where Legolas had entered from, but he saw no place where even a Elf can enter from.
"Boromir, you are not lost. I am here to guide you. That is, if you trust me," Legolas response slyly. Legolas extends his hand and waits for Boromir to take it. Legolas leaves his hand extended for a while, and then finally give up. "I'm sorry Boromir, but if you don't trust me, I can't help you."
"No, wait! I trust you, Legolas. I will have to be a fool not to!" Boromir exclaims taking Legolas' hand.
"I am pleased to hear that. Now close your eyes and I will show you the way out," Legolas whispers looking into Boromir's eyes.
"But how will you show me the way out if my eyes are close?" asks Boromir confused. "If my eyes are close, then I will not be able to see where I am going!"
"Do you not trust me?" Legolas asks sounding a bit annoyed. "If you do not trust me, tell me now so I don't have to spend so much time in this part of the forest!"
:Of course," replies Boromir with doubt in his voice. He closes his eyes and he feels Legolas take his hand. He feels himself being pulled forward so he stepped forward and then he felt himself being spinned. "Legolas, what is going on?" asks Boromir, bewildered and some what frighten. He feels Legolas' hand pull away from his and he stops spinning.
"You may open your eyes now, Boromir, we are at the campsite" whispers Legolas into Boromir's ear. Boromir opens his eyes, and to his enjoyment, they are back at the campsite, but something was missing.
"Legolas, where are the halflings and Aragron?" he asks looking around the campsite hoping that they were hiding from his view. "The are gone, Boromir. Isn't that how you wanted it? Did you want them gone so you can have your ring?" Legolas says flatly. Boromir turns to Legolas in amazement.
"What do you mean they are gone? How can they just leave without me, or the ring?" exclaims Boromir. He walks over to where the fire used to be. As he sticks his fingers in the cold ashes, he realizes that the fire has been out for weeks now. "What is going on, Legolas? Where is everyone?"
"Everyone left," Legolas replies bluntly. He walks over to Boromir and lifts up his chin. A strange feeling Boromir has never felt before filled his body from head to toe. He leans closing to Legolas..
"Wake up Boromir!" exclaims Aragron as he walks around to make sure that the Fellowship was all ready to leave. Boromir, wiping the sleep from his eyes, stands up and looks around in amazement.
"Was this all just a dream?" he asks himself out loud. He reaches into his pocket to find that his precious ring was not there. He runs over to the Hobbits who were packing up their dishes from breakfast and looks are Frodo. On the chain, on Frodo's neck was the ring.
It was all a dream!
"Why is this halfling so hard to catch up to?" Boromir wonders as he races through the ever thickening forest. The forest grew denser and darker when, suddenly Frodo stops and Boromir just about runs into him.
"My dear Frodo, you look so tired, may I ask what is troubling you?" Boromir asks looking at the ring in Frodo hands. The ring that poisoned his mind for so long is now within reach. It will become his.
"I cannot carry this burden any longer," Frodo says with a weakness in his voice. Frodo reaches for Boromir hands and places the ring into it. "It is yours," Frodo sighs, "for I have no need for it. You have a land to govern and this will make you the perfect king."
"Frodo, you are doing the right thing, and you knew all along that this ring should be used for good, not to be destroyed!" exclaims Boromir as he examines the treasure placed in his hands. The beauty of the ring to Boromir is indescribable. He places the ring in his pocket and turns to talk to Frodo, but he isn't there. "Frodo, Frodo, where are you?" Boromir searches the forest through but cannot find Frodo. The more Boromir looks in the forest for Frodo, the more he becomes depress. Finally, Boromir realizes that he is lost. "What good is a ring when you have nothing to use it against?" Boromir wonders as he sits and wonders how to get out.
"My dear Boromir. You look lost," says Legolas shifting his head to the left a little bit. He walks, which is so elegant it looks like he is floating, closer toward Boromir who now is standing fearing that Legolas is there to take away his ring.
"Legolas, I am lost. I don't know which way to go. I followed Frodo out this far, and when I turned around, he was gone!" replies Boromir desperately. He turns a circle to see where Legolas had entered from, but he saw no place where even a Elf can enter from.
"Boromir, you are not lost. I am here to guide you. That is, if you trust me," Legolas response slyly. Legolas extends his hand and waits for Boromir to take it. Legolas leaves his hand extended for a while, and then finally give up. "I'm sorry Boromir, but if you don't trust me, I can't help you."
"No, wait! I trust you, Legolas. I will have to be a fool not to!" Boromir exclaims taking Legolas' hand.
"I am pleased to hear that. Now close your eyes and I will show you the way out," Legolas whispers looking into Boromir's eyes.
"But how will you show me the way out if my eyes are close?" asks Boromir confused. "If my eyes are close, then I will not be able to see where I am going!"
"Do you not trust me?" Legolas asks sounding a bit annoyed. "If you do not trust me, tell me now so I don't have to spend so much time in this part of the forest!"
:Of course," replies Boromir with doubt in his voice. He closes his eyes and he feels Legolas take his hand. He feels himself being pulled forward so he stepped forward and then he felt himself being spinned. "Legolas, what is going on?" asks Boromir, bewildered and some what frighten. He feels Legolas' hand pull away from his and he stops spinning.
"You may open your eyes now, Boromir, we are at the campsite" whispers Legolas into Boromir's ear. Boromir opens his eyes, and to his enjoyment, they are back at the campsite, but something was missing.
"Legolas, where are the halflings and Aragron?" he asks looking around the campsite hoping that they were hiding from his view. "The are gone, Boromir. Isn't that how you wanted it? Did you want them gone so you can have your ring?" Legolas says flatly. Boromir turns to Legolas in amazement.
"What do you mean they are gone? How can they just leave without me, or the ring?" exclaims Boromir. He walks over to where the fire used to be. As he sticks his fingers in the cold ashes, he realizes that the fire has been out for weeks now. "What is going on, Legolas? Where is everyone?"
"Everyone left," Legolas replies bluntly. He walks over to Boromir and lifts up his chin. A strange feeling Boromir has never felt before filled his body from head to toe. He leans closing to Legolas..
"Wake up Boromir!" exclaims Aragron as he walks around to make sure that the Fellowship was all ready to leave. Boromir, wiping the sleep from his eyes, stands up and looks around in amazement.
"Was this all just a dream?" he asks himself out loud. He reaches into his pocket to find that his precious ring was not there. He runs over to the Hobbits who were packing up their dishes from breakfast and looks are Frodo. On the chain, on Frodo's neck was the ring.
It was all a dream!