::: Chapter 7 ::: I Wanna Be the One To Walk in the Sun
a/n: hey. I'm back. surprise surprise.
I've not put a lot of thought into it over the years; it really is a topic requiring a lot of insight and observation. But I suppose I've never really had this issue before, so no, I hadn't considered it. I should have, though, just in case, I mean, it could have been important! Is it bound to happen in every universe? Even where I come from? Is it inevitable?
I don't know, but now I'm curious. I think it might be too early to be planning out my whole future in this world, as I don't even know I'll be here long enough to get to that point.
But still, if I'm here long enough, and it hasn't happened, will I be forced by the cosmic entity who currently seems to be gaining entertainment from my bumbling mortal existence to carry out the deed? Could I do it, if I had too? If no one else did? Oh Turdblossom, do they know I've been thinking about it? They could make it happen now just to mess with me! Noooo!
But really, the cosmic question, one for the ages, really; If he still looks like Sean Bean, but his name is Boromir, and he thinks he's Boromir, is he still slated to die?
And can I do anything about it?
Probably not, but maybe it's worth a try? Would event's still play out the same way in Gondor if I did do something about it? But what can I do?
I've always found Boromir to be an interesting and complex character; much more than he seems on the surface. He is a simple dude, but not at the same time. He cares about the quest, enough to give his life for it, but most of the time he's snippy and kind of an ass. I think he got rather attached the the hobbits halfway through the quest, even if he didn't like them before.
We don't really know much about him except that his brother is Faramir and they were close, but he's also kind of snobbish, though noble. And his bro's a nice guy. I tend to blame most of his cruel actions on the influence of the ring; he was the man in the party, thus supposedly one of the most susceptible to it's whispers. Well, we'll just have to see how it plays out, yeah?
Seeing as he's arriving today, I should probably get my thoughts on him straight. It's only actually been three hours since I got here myself, the hobbits have already arrived, hence Aragorn's presence. The good Lord Elrond set me up with a room for myself and some calming tea—which I didn't ask for, I blame Legolas—and said he has things to do, but we can work though my shit later.
I mean, he didn't put it quite so bluntly, but that was the general impression I got. I spent the last two hours enjoying a nap, as one does, when surrounded by an incredible, expansive realm of beauty and fantasy and marvels so marvelous it leads even the most marveled of marvelers to marvel with exceeding marvel.
Now, the time has come, and the one from Gondor is here. Did I mention I'm fascinated by his character? I can't wait.
