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  • Choose Life, a lord of the rings fanfic

    [ad_1] Choose Life These characters belong to Tolkien and his heirs. I make no money from writing this story. Caught between life and death, Faramir faces a decision. I call heaven and earth to record this day against you, that I have set before you life and death, blessing and cursing: therefore choose life, that both thou and thy seed may live – The Bible Deuteronomy 30:19 A/n. Some lines are taken directly from Tolkien. Faramir had ridden out to battle more times than he cared to count. Today, though, was different. He was certain he would not return. No man had wanted this mission, so hopeless did it seem. Only his father’s piercing gaze and direct challenge to his courage had compelled him to volunteer. There was no other choice. His father expected him to atone for not bringing him the Halflings and the thing that they carried. He preferred to think of it as simply a thing. He had spoken truly when he had told the Halflings that he would leave it on the highway if he found it, but that did not mean he could not feel the Ring’s lure. It seemed to whisper to him that […] More

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  • The Stuff of Life, a lord of the rings fanfic

    [ad_1] Title: The Stuff of LifeAuthor Name: Linda Hoyland Prompt: “”There the air was cool and there wayfarers in summer would rest and drink of the cold water.” (Children of Húrin) Summary: Aragorn and Halbarad search for water on a hot day. Rating: PG Warnings: none Beta: none The sun burned down mercilessly upon the two Rangers who trudged wearily along the dusty road. Halbarad paused to take a swig from his water bottle. “It is almost empty,” he said with a deep sigh. “So too is mine,” said Aragorn. “We had better go in search of fresh supplies. It means we will be late returning to camp, but no matter. We need water in this heat.” “A detour will be more than worthwhile if we can get out of the sun,” said Halbarad. “I cannot recall it so hot in June before. I hope this is not some devilish new trick of the Enemy!” “I think not,” said Aragorn. “Any extremes of weather that we experience, the Elves have encountered countless times before and worse! In any case, Orcs flee from the sun while some decent folk actually enjoy heat waves, though why, I have no idea! Only blizzards […] More

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  • Bread of Life, a lord of the rings fanfic

    [ad_1] Day Eighteen: Wilderland Today’s Challenge: There is no beautifier of complexion, or form, or behavior, like the wish to scatter joy and not pain around us. ‘Tis good to give a stranger a meal, or a night’s lodging. ‘Tis better to be hospitable to his good meaning and thought, and give courage to a companion. We must be as courteous to a man as we are to a picture, which we are willing to give the advantage of a good light. – Ralph Waldo Emerson The act of kindness or hospitability usually comes from a generous heart. Write a story or poem, or create a piece of art where your character displays this virtue. Title: Bread of Life Author: Linda Hoyland Characters/Pairing: Aragorn, OMCs Rating: PG Warnings: none Book/Source: LOTR book-verse Disclaimer – These characters all belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. This story was written for pleasure and not for financial gain. Aragorn was holding a public audience when one of the Citadel Guards dragged a bedraggled child before the King, a half eaten loaf still in his hand. The wronged baker followed a few steps behind, his features red with indignation. “I caught this scoundrel, red […] More

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  • Through all the Changing Scenes of Life, a lord of the rings fanfic

    [ad_1] Through all the changing scenes of life With grateful thanks to Raksha, Virtuella and Deandra for editorial assistance and to Inzilbeth and Deandra for sharing their knowledge of horses. Disclaimer – These characters all belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. This story was written for pleasure and not for financial gain. Through all the changing scenes of life,in trouble and in joy,the praises of my God shall stillmy heart and tongue employ. For God preserves the souls of thosewho on his truth depend;to them and their posterityhis blessing shall descend. – Nahum Tate (1652-1715) Aragorn had always known this day would come, for all mortal creatures must die in the natural order of things. Yet as the years passed, sometimes it had seemed that Roheryn would always be there. The King had ceased to ride the old horse in public several years ago. At first he had been stabled just outside the City, but Aragorn had been concerned that Roheryn would be lonely as the horse was used to company. Éowyn had outstanding stables, the finest outside Rohan with lush paddocks at Emyn Arnen. She had begged the honour of caring for such a venerable horse in his […] More

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  • Waters of Life, a lord of the rings fanfic

    [ad_1] By the waters of Life we sat together,Hand in hand, in the golden daysOf the beautiful early summer weather,When skies were purple and breath was praise – Thomas Noel 1799-1861 With grateful thanks to Raksha for her help A gift for Julia This is where, I found the stream, my lady, just up here,” Faramir explained. Aragorn smiled at the Steward and took his wife’s hand, helping her up the steep slope. He had long desired to show her the hidden lake, Faramir’s discovery of which had restored both King and Steward in body and soul. Today was the anniversary of the King and Queen ‘s marriage and together with their Steward; they were taking a rare break from their duties and exploring the slopes of Mount Mindolluin. Arwen had finally decided that now Eldarion was fully weaned, he was old enough to be left for a full day in the care of his nurse. Arwen gazed upon the stream in delight. Its clear waters sparkled like diamonds in the June sunlight. “It reminds me of fair Nimrodel!” she said. Kneeling beside it, she cupped her hands and drank deeply.” Never before have I tasted water so sweet outside […] More

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  • First Meeting Chapter 1: A life in the Balance, a lord of the rings fanfic

    [ad_1] First Meeting These characters all belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien .This story was written for pleasure and not for financial gain. Some lines are taken directly from the book. With special thanks to J for all her help and kindness. He was weary beyond measure after the battle and the events that preceded it and wanted nothing more than to retire to his tent and fall into an exhausted sleep but now the Wizard was making yet further demands. “The Steward’s son, Lord Faramir lies stricken and close to death within the Houses of Healing,” Gandalf told him,” One of the oldest of the women who are tending him, reminded me the hands of the King are the hands of a healer, so with you alone lies any hope of recovery. He hesitated, thinking of Denethor long ago before this younger son was born, his bitter enemy and rival, once it was clear that Ecthelion preferred the counsels of Captain Thorongil over those of his own son, and then Boromir, a brave warrior but fatally flawed by his pride who would have most likely challenged his claim to the throne, which needed to succeed if he were […] More

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