Ok next chapter. But before I start I got a very interesting review that caught my eye. From merimas gamgee
Nice concept, but I'm a bit confused about your geography. If Boromir started in Lorien, how did he wind up going through Mirkwood to the Misty Mountains across from Rivendell? Not only is that the wrong direction for Gondor (traveling west), but also your route would place his starting point in Dale or the Lonely Mountain, a huge distance northeast from Lorien across the Wilderness.
Thank you, for this now when the fellowship left Lorien they went south towards Amon Hen and to the east was Mordor. Now they fought Boromir died and they sent him in a boat out to sea. Now my part of the story comes in (BTW I'm using an official map from the third book too) I put in that there was another channel in the river that went northwards through the woods of Mirkwood till he came to the lake. There he stayed for those two years to heal until he awoke. When he was back I should of put him starting to go south west (sorry bout that plus the elves of mirk wood are in the havens too except Legolas that's why he didn't meet up with one) towards the edge of the forest where he saw the planes and mountains on the other side of those mountains is Rivendale. Plus I didn't have him go south yet was because he had no horse making the journey longer and me type more lol. So that's how he could meet up with the hobbits. I hope that clears things up for you all. Again I apologize for the confusion. Now back to the story.
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Boromir shook Sam to wake up.
"Now Sam come on I didn't mean to frighten you!" he said
"Whoo wha? What happened?" Sam groaned.
"Good. For a minute I thought you would never wake," Boromir smiled at the little hobbit.
"No this must be a dream you're dead, I know it," he said Boromir was worried he would faint again. "What next I'll be seeing Gandalf and Mr. Frodo here too."
"Sam I understand, I know I was dead but I'm back now and I think that is all that matters now," trying to calm Sam down.
"So this is real," he exclaimed still shocked but not as much as he was before. "It's real really you! Please come in come in. Would you like something to drink or even lunch I suppose?"
"No thank you I had a late breakfast at the Inn I stayed last night," he replied. "All I really need is answers to what is going on with the Fellowship and a horse so I may get back to Gondor, I've strayed far off from my original destination but I figured I would need a horse to get there now more then ever."
Sam looked at Boromir with a somewhat happy and sad glance. "You mean you don't know?" Sam asked
So he began the tale telling first of his journeys with Mr. Frodo and the ring first. Boromir was relieved that the ring of power was finally destroyed but also marveled at the bravery the two hobbits had shown in such a dark land as that.
"But where is Frodo?" he asked but Sam did not answer not right away.
"Hang on Mr. Boromir sir I haven't finished yet of what the others had done," Sam said.
He then started the adventures Gimili, Legolas, and Aragorn, first trying to reach the hobbits captured by the Uruk-Hai, the meeting of Gandalf the White, and the battles at Helms Deep.
"That exclaims it!" Boromir cried. He had dreamed of that battle. "It all falls into place now."
Sam still talked on though through the battle at Minas Tirith, in Gondor, and the rise of the King Aragorn.
"I once said Gondor needs no king," Boromir recalled. "Perhaps I was wrong."
Boromir looked out not sure what he was looking for then he finally asked.
"So what was the fate of Frodo?"
"He went with Gandalf, Bilbo, and the Elves to the Havens never to be seen or heard of again," Sam choked out.
It was still hard accept the truth Sam had missed his friend everday since his departure. Boromir for him to though could not believe all that he missed. Two years he had been dead and all this had happened. Though he was happy that peace returned once more he had still wished to be there. He finally looked out; no more did the sun show but was replaced with the white moon and the sea of stars in the sky. Sam had noticed too and then he stood up.
"Well I suppose I should get supper ready, you should stay the night tomorrow in the morning I'll get you that horse then you and me will head to the South City together," he said.
Boromir got up to tell him that he didn't mean to intrude but he bumped his head before he could say anything. Sam smiled at him.
"Watch it there sir these homes have a knack for that to the tall folk," he chuckled then left to cook supper taking Boromir's things and showing him the room he would stay. Boromir ate greatly and drank and found the bed small but comfortable. He woke early the next morning and saw Sam out side already, with two hearty horses. One with a saddle that would fit Boromir and another horse with a smaller saddle but just the right size for Sam. In the back in the stables was old Bill the Pony, but both knew the pony would have trouble keeping up.
"The Shire's gotten smaller since after Mr. Frodo left, but these horses the say are wanderers from the lands of Rohan." Sam stated.
"Then hopefully our journey will be quick." Boromir said.
Soon he heard cries from behind
"Hey, wait," one voice, shouted.
"We're coming too!" the other yelled.
Merry and Pippin were coming running already packed with their stuff and daggers. They greeted both Boromir and Sam with out any surprise in their faces.
"Of course not, we were but not now," Pippin told them they had spied on them in the night when they were going to ask Sam to come for a drink at the Green Dragon. They both saw Boromir but they listened intently to both stories and Boromir's own story which he told after dinner, so they ran home and got there stuff ready including some newly stolen food from Maggot's crop.
"No wonder Maggot keeps sending me complaints, you two honestly like making my job harder don't you," he moaned.
"Oh like I said before he's just overreacting," joked Merry as he took his saddle and horse from the stable.
"Plus he doesn't know its us anyhow," Pippin laughed along getting on his horse.
Just then more cries were heard, only this time they were swears and curses. It was Farmer Maggot.
"Merry and Pippin!" he shouted. "You'll pay for the food you stole, if either you'll work in my fields for me or I'll just rip out your bellies to get my food that way!"
Merry and Pippin both went wide-eyed from that.
"Lets Go!" they shouted and started galloping away. Sam followed them to get them to go south instead of east followed by Boromir laughing to himself along the way.
Faramir walked along the outer walls of the white city looking out to the horizon. The past two years were good to him he was now head of the army of Gondor the position that was once his brother's. He had just married his love Eowyn, and Gondor was peaceful for most. Gondor was preparing for the wedding of the King and Arwen daughter of Elrond, which would take place three weeks from now. The King wanted to wait until the raids of orcs and Uruk-Hai ceased. So far the lands were quiet and have not been disturbed.
"Sir!" A tower guard shouted to him. "Four riders approach!"
"I was not notified of any scouts out there do you know their identities?" Faramir cried back.
"They are not orcs sir, three are shorter in stature then the other," The guard replied.
Faramir looked out to them again trying to see who they were. Then he heard a call. From the Horn of Gondor. Faramir was surprised as he looked down to his brother's horn on his belt. Once it had been cloven in two but thanks to his work now was repaired. He looked out again as it blew from what sounded like his brothers horn. Faramir took his brothers horn and answered back the same song that called from the field. Both he and Boromir would call out with that song to each other if either one returned from a great distance or left the white city.
"Boromir?" he asked then he turned to the guard. "Open the gates!" He said then started to make his way down to meet these riders.
The gates opened and the riders came one he recognized immediately as Sam Gamgee the companion of Frodo the bearer of the ring of power. The two others he soon remembered as Merry and Pippin. The fourth he saw but he didn't know what to say or believe.
"Hello little brother," Boromir said when he saw him. He got of his horse came and gave him a hug that he had not done since before he left for Rivendell. Faramir returned it but he couldn't speak. Then he finally found the strength to say.
"I saw you, but you were dead floating down the great river," he stuttered. "I found your horn by the shore cloven in two."
"Well then," Boromir laughed looking at his own horn in Faramir's hands and then to the one at his belt. "I guess this wasn't mine at all though it does have a certain likeness in both look and sound. I'm glad you kept mine though. I have returned to my home and I'm glad to see you first then anyone else."
"I'm at a loss for words Boromir," he stammered. "Though I hope this is no dream, but what do you say to a man who was dead and alive again.
Both laughed.
"Come," Faramir finally regained his words. "You should go to the king there is much to say and in the streets of Gondor though fair as they are, are no place to discuss this joyous event!"
So on they went to the halls of Gondor there stood a pair of great doors in front of him leading him to the great hall. He took his steps towards them and then looked back to the hobbits and his younger brother, who all nodded him to go forwards.
"Here goes nothing," he muttered put his hands on to the two doors took a deep breath and finally opened the doors.
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So that's it for now. BTW the horn calls from both Boromir were based on the Music called Boromir at Council Elrond. You can here it from www.arwen- Um yeah so now there finally at Gondor there will be more surprises in the next chapter, and I believe another good return too. So watch out.
Nice concept, but I'm a bit confused about your geography. If Boromir started in Lorien, how did he wind up going through Mirkwood to the Misty Mountains across from Rivendell? Not only is that the wrong direction for Gondor (traveling west), but also your route would place his starting point in Dale or the Lonely Mountain, a huge distance northeast from Lorien across the Wilderness.
Thank you, for this now when the fellowship left Lorien they went south towards Amon Hen and to the east was Mordor. Now they fought Boromir died and they sent him in a boat out to sea. Now my part of the story comes in (BTW I'm using an official map from the third book too) I put in that there was another channel in the river that went northwards through the woods of Mirkwood till he came to the lake. There he stayed for those two years to heal until he awoke. When he was back I should of put him starting to go south west (sorry bout that plus the elves of mirk wood are in the havens too except Legolas that's why he didn't meet up with one) towards the edge of the forest where he saw the planes and mountains on the other side of those mountains is Rivendale. Plus I didn't have him go south yet was because he had no horse making the journey longer and me type more lol. So that's how he could meet up with the hobbits. I hope that clears things up for you all. Again I apologize for the confusion. Now back to the story.
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Boromir shook Sam to wake up.
"Now Sam come on I didn't mean to frighten you!" he said
"Whoo wha? What happened?" Sam groaned.
"Good. For a minute I thought you would never wake," Boromir smiled at the little hobbit.
"No this must be a dream you're dead, I know it," he said Boromir was worried he would faint again. "What next I'll be seeing Gandalf and Mr. Frodo here too."
"Sam I understand, I know I was dead but I'm back now and I think that is all that matters now," trying to calm Sam down.
"So this is real," he exclaimed still shocked but not as much as he was before. "It's real really you! Please come in come in. Would you like something to drink or even lunch I suppose?"
"No thank you I had a late breakfast at the Inn I stayed last night," he replied. "All I really need is answers to what is going on with the Fellowship and a horse so I may get back to Gondor, I've strayed far off from my original destination but I figured I would need a horse to get there now more then ever."
Sam looked at Boromir with a somewhat happy and sad glance. "You mean you don't know?" Sam asked
So he began the tale telling first of his journeys with Mr. Frodo and the ring first. Boromir was relieved that the ring of power was finally destroyed but also marveled at the bravery the two hobbits had shown in such a dark land as that.
"But where is Frodo?" he asked but Sam did not answer not right away.
"Hang on Mr. Boromir sir I haven't finished yet of what the others had done," Sam said.
He then started the adventures Gimili, Legolas, and Aragorn, first trying to reach the hobbits captured by the Uruk-Hai, the meeting of Gandalf the White, and the battles at Helms Deep.
"That exclaims it!" Boromir cried. He had dreamed of that battle. "It all falls into place now."
Sam still talked on though through the battle at Minas Tirith, in Gondor, and the rise of the King Aragorn.
"I once said Gondor needs no king," Boromir recalled. "Perhaps I was wrong."
Boromir looked out not sure what he was looking for then he finally asked.
"So what was the fate of Frodo?"
"He went with Gandalf, Bilbo, and the Elves to the Havens never to be seen or heard of again," Sam choked out.
It was still hard accept the truth Sam had missed his friend everday since his departure. Boromir for him to though could not believe all that he missed. Two years he had been dead and all this had happened. Though he was happy that peace returned once more he had still wished to be there. He finally looked out; no more did the sun show but was replaced with the white moon and the sea of stars in the sky. Sam had noticed too and then he stood up.
"Well I suppose I should get supper ready, you should stay the night tomorrow in the morning I'll get you that horse then you and me will head to the South City together," he said.
Boromir got up to tell him that he didn't mean to intrude but he bumped his head before he could say anything. Sam smiled at him.
"Watch it there sir these homes have a knack for that to the tall folk," he chuckled then left to cook supper taking Boromir's things and showing him the room he would stay. Boromir ate greatly and drank and found the bed small but comfortable. He woke early the next morning and saw Sam out side already, with two hearty horses. One with a saddle that would fit Boromir and another horse with a smaller saddle but just the right size for Sam. In the back in the stables was old Bill the Pony, but both knew the pony would have trouble keeping up.
"The Shire's gotten smaller since after Mr. Frodo left, but these horses the say are wanderers from the lands of Rohan." Sam stated.
"Then hopefully our journey will be quick." Boromir said.
Soon he heard cries from behind
"Hey, wait," one voice, shouted.
"We're coming too!" the other yelled.
Merry and Pippin were coming running already packed with their stuff and daggers. They greeted both Boromir and Sam with out any surprise in their faces.
"Of course not, we were but not now," Pippin told them they had spied on them in the night when they were going to ask Sam to come for a drink at the Green Dragon. They both saw Boromir but they listened intently to both stories and Boromir's own story which he told after dinner, so they ran home and got there stuff ready including some newly stolen food from Maggot's crop.
"No wonder Maggot keeps sending me complaints, you two honestly like making my job harder don't you," he moaned.
"Oh like I said before he's just overreacting," joked Merry as he took his saddle and horse from the stable.
"Plus he doesn't know its us anyhow," Pippin laughed along getting on his horse.
Just then more cries were heard, only this time they were swears and curses. It was Farmer Maggot.
"Merry and Pippin!" he shouted. "You'll pay for the food you stole, if either you'll work in my fields for me or I'll just rip out your bellies to get my food that way!"
Merry and Pippin both went wide-eyed from that.
"Lets Go!" they shouted and started galloping away. Sam followed them to get them to go south instead of east followed by Boromir laughing to himself along the way.
Faramir walked along the outer walls of the white city looking out to the horizon. The past two years were good to him he was now head of the army of Gondor the position that was once his brother's. He had just married his love Eowyn, and Gondor was peaceful for most. Gondor was preparing for the wedding of the King and Arwen daughter of Elrond, which would take place three weeks from now. The King wanted to wait until the raids of orcs and Uruk-Hai ceased. So far the lands were quiet and have not been disturbed.
"Sir!" A tower guard shouted to him. "Four riders approach!"
"I was not notified of any scouts out there do you know their identities?" Faramir cried back.
"They are not orcs sir, three are shorter in stature then the other," The guard replied.
Faramir looked out to them again trying to see who they were. Then he heard a call. From the Horn of Gondor. Faramir was surprised as he looked down to his brother's horn on his belt. Once it had been cloven in two but thanks to his work now was repaired. He looked out again as it blew from what sounded like his brothers horn. Faramir took his brothers horn and answered back the same song that called from the field. Both he and Boromir would call out with that song to each other if either one returned from a great distance or left the white city.
"Boromir?" he asked then he turned to the guard. "Open the gates!" He said then started to make his way down to meet these riders.
The gates opened and the riders came one he recognized immediately as Sam Gamgee the companion of Frodo the bearer of the ring of power. The two others he soon remembered as Merry and Pippin. The fourth he saw but he didn't know what to say or believe.
"Hello little brother," Boromir said when he saw him. He got of his horse came and gave him a hug that he had not done since before he left for Rivendell. Faramir returned it but he couldn't speak. Then he finally found the strength to say.
"I saw you, but you were dead floating down the great river," he stuttered. "I found your horn by the shore cloven in two."
"Well then," Boromir laughed looking at his own horn in Faramir's hands and then to the one at his belt. "I guess this wasn't mine at all though it does have a certain likeness in both look and sound. I'm glad you kept mine though. I have returned to my home and I'm glad to see you first then anyone else."
"I'm at a loss for words Boromir," he stammered. "Though I hope this is no dream, but what do you say to a man who was dead and alive again.
Both laughed.
"Come," Faramir finally regained his words. "You should go to the king there is much to say and in the streets of Gondor though fair as they are, are no place to discuss this joyous event!"
So on they went to the halls of Gondor there stood a pair of great doors in front of him leading him to the great hall. He took his steps towards them and then looked back to the hobbits and his younger brother, who all nodded him to go forwards.
"Here goes nothing," he muttered put his hands on to the two doors took a deep breath and finally opened the doors.
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So that's it for now. BTW the horn calls from both Boromir were based on the Music called Boromir at Council Elrond. You can here it from www.arwen- Um yeah so now there finally at Gondor there will be more surprises in the next chapter, and I believe another good return too. So watch out.