by Coriandra
“This is absolutely beautiful,” Legolas said, a bit
breathlessly as he began to flip through it, “the
ornate cover, but much more so the writing. It has
power and beauty unlike anything I ever read.”
“It ought to be, Frodo wrote most of it himself.”
Pippin smiled when he said this, but his smile faded
almost instantly when he removed the next gift. He
paused for a few seconds, seeming sad but then a took
a deep breath and continue, “Faramir, Frodo would
have given this to Boromir if it were possible, but as
it is he wanted you to have it. “ As Faramir opened
his gift, his eyes widened for a second, then closed.
He silently lowered his head, holding up his present
so the others could see what had caused such a
reaction. It was a painting of Hobbiton, with the
Shire Hobbits going about their daily business clearly
happy. Faramir tried unsuccessfully to keep his voice
from breaking as he thanked them profusely.
“I'm glad you like it, Captain Faramir and Mr. Frodo
would have been glad too. Now, Mr. Strider.... oh
sorry, King Strider.... I mean... well, anyway
this is for you.” Sam presented Aragorn with a small
box containing an Athelas leaf in crystal on a chain
of gold and mithril. “When Mr. Frodo had it made for
you, he said wanted you to remember always that your
healing of him made it possible to him to carry out
the task.” By this time everyone was touched to
deeply to speak, so they simply reflected on what
Frodo had meant to them and silently gave thanks for
that.