Sophinisba Solis (
sophinisba) wrote2006-11-17 11:21 pm
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Frodo drabble set
Happy Froday, everybody! Here is a set of three drabbles starring Frodo, gen but with some unpleasantness. Based onrequests by
gentlehobbit and
claudia603, and with thanks to
danachan for the beta/squee. All the sentences are 25 words each because I was in that kind of mood.
Laughter and Light
Merry looked on as Aragorn held up the mithril shirt, looked sharply away from Frodo's deep dark bruises and the scores of the tiny rings.
They did their best to make light of things, their voices ringing softly through the dell along with the tinkling metal and the laughing water.
And Frodo, his heart a tight and heavy knot of grief inside his aching ribs, knew he could not and must not laugh with them.
One more secret out, he thought, quietly sliding the Ring on it's chain behind his back, as Aragorn bathed his wounds in the fragrant water.
They'd taken his clothes, all of them, and Frodo curled in on himself around some of his wounds, though he couldn't protect all of them.
The Orcs were ignoring him, for now, trading insults and harsh laughter as they held up his things, the brilliant ones along with the filthy.
And Frodo, who didn't know what he could safely say, how much they knew and how much they'd taken, kept silent, pretended to be asleep.
He spoke not a word to their questions, only found his voice again when he heard an old familiar song in a dear friend's voice.
He can hear familiar voices before he comes awake completely, and he knows they are laughing out of true joy this time, no longer pretending.
Merry says Pippin's awake and talking to him already, so what makes Frodo and Sam think it's all right to lie abed all day, unsociable?
And Frodo, rather than open his eyes or his mouth, is content to listen to the gentle teasing, to feel the gentle hands tending him.
"The quest is achieved," says Aragorn, and his words bring as much comfort and peace as the scent of athelas and the touch of sunlight.
Laughter and Light
Merry looked on as Aragorn held up the mithril shirt, looked sharply away from Frodo's deep dark bruises and the scores of the tiny rings.
They did their best to make light of things, their voices ringing softly through the dell along with the tinkling metal and the laughing water.
And Frodo, his heart a tight and heavy knot of grief inside his aching ribs, knew he could not and must not laugh with them.
One more secret out, he thought, quietly sliding the Ring on it's chain behind his back, as Aragorn bathed his wounds in the fragrant water.
They'd taken his clothes, all of them, and Frodo curled in on himself around some of his wounds, though he couldn't protect all of them.
The Orcs were ignoring him, for now, trading insults and harsh laughter as they held up his things, the brilliant ones along with the filthy.
And Frodo, who didn't know what he could safely say, how much they knew and how much they'd taken, kept silent, pretended to be asleep.
He spoke not a word to their questions, only found his voice again when he heard an old familiar song in a dear friend's voice.
He can hear familiar voices before he comes awake completely, and he knows they are laughing out of true joy this time, no longer pretending.
Merry says Pippin's awake and talking to him already, so what makes Frodo and Sam think it's all right to lie abed all day, unsociable?
And Frodo, rather than open his eyes or his mouth, is content to listen to the gentle teasing, to feel the gentle hands tending him.
"The quest is achieved," says Aragorn, and his words bring as much comfort and peace as the scent of athelas and the touch of sunlight.

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I especially love the last one, as he awakes to the love of his dearest ones, and can be happy and at peace for a little while!
How did you manage to make exactly 25 word sentences sound so unforced and natural?
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And Frodo, rather than open his eyes or his month, is content to listen to the gentle teasing, to feel the gentle hands tending him.
Ohhhh, so lovely.
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And Frodo, rather than open his eyes or his mouth, is content to listen to the gentle teasing, to feel the gentle hands tending him.
*happy sigh* I love the cousins. And I love these. ♥
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Thank you, dear for sharing.
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So beautiful! *floats*
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Loved it.
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Your last lines are incredible.
Awesome job! ♥
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I am glad you wrote the third one even though you did not plan on writing it at first. It brings it round like in a circle, and that is very nice. ♥
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Thank you for your help with these omg. ♥
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We need to talk soon! *hugs* Thanks for reading!
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This made me cry!
What a lovely touch all of these has. I really love the mithril rings incident; it's been one of my favorite moments in the book. It's nice to see it again embellished in print. :)
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Omg yes! I have owed GH a canon h/c drabble for months and I just couldn't pick a moment so I ended up opening the book at random and there was Tolkien going into great detail about Frodo's bruises! It was very exciting! Of course, we can always embellish more. :) Thank you for reading!
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