Double drabble
Sep. 13th, 2004 11:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rabidsamfanNear the Grey Havens
When he was sure that they both were sleeping, Sam left their tent and went to find Galadriel, too caught up in his thoughts to do more than nod to the Elves who bowed as he passed. Days and nights flowed together when you travelled with Elves, but by the curve of the moon it had been a week, and it couldn’t be much farther to the sea. If he were going to ask, it would have to be tonight.
She was sitting with Elrond, and Gildor Inglorion, and Glorfindel and Erestor stood by them, and they all shone as if they’d been a-swallowing stars, shone like Frodo did too, and Mr. Bilbo sometimes if you squinted, and Sam would have turned around and gone back to bed if it weren’t for the moon and knowing that the time to speak would never come again.
“Beg pardon,” he began politely. “Seeing as how you’ve been there… Is it a nice place, across the sea? Do they have mushrooms there?” But then courage failed him and he had to look down at the ground as his true questions tumbled free. “Will they be lonely? Will you keep them safe for me?”
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When he was sure that they both were sleeping, Sam left their tent and went to find Galadriel, too caught up in his thoughts to do more than nod to the Elves who bowed as he passed. Days and nights flowed together when you travelled with Elves, but by the curve of the moon it had been a week, and it couldn’t be much farther to the sea. If he were going to ask, it would have to be tonight.
She was sitting with Elrond, and Gildor Inglorion, and Glorfindel and Erestor stood by them, and they all shone as if they’d been a-swallowing stars, shone like Frodo did too, and Mr. Bilbo sometimes if you squinted, and Sam would have turned around and gone back to bed if it weren’t for the moon and knowing that the time to speak would never come again.
“Beg pardon,” he began politely. “Seeing as how you’ve been there… Is it a nice place, across the sea? Do they have mushrooms there?” But then courage failed him and he had to look down at the ground as his true questions tumbled free. “Will they be lonely? Will you keep them safe for me?”
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