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Ficlet - Asunder
Wow, them bunnies bite hard! *rubs ankle*
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shirebound's plot bunny abour Faramir dreaming of Frodo's departure.
This is really short, and it would take longer to list all the pairings and categories it implies than it takes to read it, so you'll just have to trust me. I shall shock you with one thing, however - it's angsty. (Didn't see that coming, didja?)
Asunder
by Serai
In the very depths of the night, Faramir awakes sobbing. For a moment, he doesn’t know where he is. Then strong arms tighten about him, and the King's voice, slow and overheated, whispers, "What is it? What has happened?"
Pain prevents an answer for long moments. The sound of waves, the glimmering sunset clouds, the light flaring like a fallen star on the horizon before disappearing. Finally he chokes out, “He is gone."
Aragorn looks up at his wife leaning over the stricken Dreamer, and her luminous eyes declare the truth of it. He feels the loss shuddering in the air around him, and so he begins to sing, low and long, as he gentles Faramir's grief into a deep sleep.
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This is really short, and it would take longer to list all the pairings and categories it implies than it takes to read it, so you'll just have to trust me. I shall shock you with one thing, however - it's angsty. (Didn't see that coming, didja?)
Asunder
by Serai
In the very depths of the night, Faramir awakes sobbing. For a moment, he doesn’t know where he is. Then strong arms tighten about him, and the King's voice, slow and overheated, whispers, "What is it? What has happened?"
Pain prevents an answer for long moments. The sound of waves, the glimmering sunset clouds, the light flaring like a fallen star on the horizon before disappearing. Finally he chokes out, “He is gone."
Aragorn looks up at his wife leaning over the stricken Dreamer, and her luminous eyes declare the truth of it. He feels the loss shuddering in the air around him, and so he begins to sing, low and long, as he gentles Faramir's grief into a deep sleep.
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Yeah, I'm wrestling again. We'll see what else leaps out.
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And I love this. It's like a prequel to the drabble I wrote, but better.
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But yes, you're right - I hadn't thought of it, but this could easily have happened the night before yours. Yay! I've always wished I could write something with you, and now subconsciously, I guess I have! *bounces happily*
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So beautiful and sad. Thank you!
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*grin*
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There is such gentle love in this short piece. *sigh*
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Glad to see you writing again!
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