Title: Amon Hen
Author: Dreamiflame
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, Tolkien's and whomever else's.
Note: Aragorn's story, from Frodo's POV.
Series Note: Each of these stories is exactly 100 words long, a drabble. They were written and posted on Livejournal earlier.

"Amon Hen"

Aragorn kneels before him, hand hovering over the Ring, and his own. His face is tortured, torn, and Frodo swallows hard.

Dark eyes pierce him and he shivers. "Do you offer it to me?" Something about his tone, about his eyes, but Frodo's already nodding.

The distance closes and Frodo's hand spasms suddenly, makes as if to wrap about the warm metal, but Aragorn has it already. Long wide fingers dark against gold and he stares, fascinated.

A chill runs down Frodo's spine. Something in Aragorn's face has changed, and Frodo can no longer recognize him.