Departing Rivendell

Aug 23, 2006 01:58

5 Drabbles fro slightlytookish's challenge for me to write a "departing Rivendell" drabble series for all of the Fellowship.

I have Pippin's here: http://www.storiesofarda.com/chapterview.asp?sid=3617&cid=18413

And now i have five more members of the Fellowship. :)


The hour has come: to rise up, embrace my destiny or to sink down into the unforgivable depths of insignificance and remain but a shadow of Elendil’s kin.

To part from her is sorrowful, but this time I must return with the fate we had long been anticipating. Her glance mingling with expectation, hope and love pierces me keenly as I look upon her one last time.

My resolve is set. Responsible for the Ring-bearer’s fate and for the certainty that Middle-earth be crowned with a king, I will emerge victorious over Sauron and ultimately earn the love of Arwen Undomiel.


Had it been my own choice, I would return to my Woodland realm, carefree, disinterested, and singing under the boughs of the green, thick leaves of the great forest of Mirkwood. But I have to represent my kind and must keep in mind that it will not be too long till the ire from Sauron’s power will encroach upon my lands and affect my people.

Loath was my heart to leave my father’s kingdom, yet with this oncoming storm, who knows if our path lies in fleeing to the sea and leaving Middle-earth as well? Whither then, I cannot say.



As I looked back one last time upon the Last Homely Home, Elrond’s words echoed in my thoughts--trouble back in the Shire requiring either Pippin or me to return. But Pippin following me had always been the plan. Then again, why place Pip in needless peril?

Frodo needed me, but Pippin did too. My worried glance fell upon Pippin as his determined green eyes met mine, imploring that he would go, tied in a sack, in any way, he would be following. Let’s follow then, together, for Frodo needed us both to be with him, until the bitter end.


And here we go, off to the fabled dark land of Mordor. What the Gaffer would say now, I can hardly imagine.

My choice had been made long ago. There was no other way than to follow my master till there and back again. There was something to see through to, and it was my duty all along to stay by his side.

Besides me, Mr. Frodo looks pensively determined yet I know that there are doubts that he would share with nobody.

Looking ‘round, I see the Company’s downcast eyes. At least my cheerful ol’ Bill is coming along.


Throw it in the fire … I say folly, yet I will go on with the Company and protect the Ring-bearer in our arduous journey South. What dangers are before us, I cannot foresee.

Truehearted men stand by the belief that Sauron will not conquer, not until the White City is destroyed which will never happen while she is still strong. I have a while before I can convince Frodo not to acquiesce to the Council’s command. And if I acquire my ends, I will indeed bring a mighty gift that would aid us in turning the tide against Sauron.

Funny, I don't have one of my favorite hobbits done yet. :P BUt you know what they say, save the best for last. ;) And Gandalf and Gimli are not bothering me yet. :P

Suggestions, comments always welcome... =)

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