Late
by Your Cruise Director
s night enshrouds the river, Boromir lies apart from the others. The pain that
twisted his face when he quarreled with Aragorn now hunches his shoulders under
his cloak. He does not stir as the Ranger stretches out beside him, but his
breathing hitches, betraying his wakefulness.
"You are wrong to think I bear no love for Men," Aragorn murmurs. "Can you not see?"
The younger man turns, hope in his eyes, and for a moment Aragorn thinks Boromir does see. But the moment passes, and Aragorn knows he has spoken too late. The Ring has already made its claim.
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