Title: Rivendell
Author: Dreamiflame
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, Tolkien's and whomever else's.
Note: Again, not who you probably expect.
Series Note: Each of these stories is exactly 100 words long, a drabble. They were written and posted on Livejournal earlier.
"Rivendell"
Frodo holds the Ring out, words drifting from his lips, but Sam can't hear them anymore. Gold and silver in his master's familiar palm, extended, offered, to him.
His fingers tremble as he brushes Frodo's skin, hearing a voice from very far away say his name. Metal in his hand, and a new voice, closer, telling him secrets.
The world shakes, and Sam reaches out, brushes it away. A sound, more felt than heard, and he drags his gaze away to see Frodo sprawled on the ground, staring up at him.
The Ring chuckles in his head.
Author: Dreamiflame
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, Tolkien's and whomever else's.
Note: Again, not who you probably expect.
Series Note: Each of these stories is exactly 100 words long, a drabble. They were written and posted on Livejournal earlier.
"Rivendell"
Frodo holds the Ring out, words drifting from his lips, but Sam can't hear them anymore. Gold and silver in his master's familiar palm, extended, offered, to him.
His fingers tremble as he brushes Frodo's skin, hearing a voice from very far away say his name. Metal in his hand, and a new voice, closer, telling him secrets.
The world shakes, and Sam reaches out, brushes it away. A sound, more felt than heard, and he drags his gaze away to see Frodo sprawled on the ground, staring up at him.
The Ring chuckles in his head.