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LOTR Drabble: Old Friends
Title: Old Friends
Summary: Gandalf finds that the peace of Valinor doesn't quite agree with him.
Rating: General (nothing objectionable)
Timeline: Fourth Age (bookverse)
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He exhaled slowly and breathed in the salty air. The waves rose, they crested, they fell – yet they kept coming.
A fitting metaphor. His bushy brows furled. He had walked Middle-earth for a hundred lives of men, but for what end? The exiles pounded against Valinor's shores as persistently as the waves.
A grey ship smelling of Ithilien pine dropped anchor. So Legolas comes at last. He turned toward the pier but stopped at the sight of a gruff beard at the elf's side. Gimli!
Gandalf ran up the dune toward the pier. Bones once old had never felt so spry.
Summary: Gandalf finds that the peace of Valinor doesn't quite agree with him.
Rating: General (nothing objectionable)
Timeline: Fourth Age (bookverse)
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He exhaled slowly and breathed in the salty air. The waves rose, they crested, they fell – yet they kept coming.
A fitting metaphor. His bushy brows furled. He had walked Middle-earth for a hundred lives of men, but for what end? The exiles pounded against Valinor's shores as persistently as the waves.
A grey ship smelling of Ithilien pine dropped anchor. So Legolas comes at last. He turned toward the pier but stopped at the sight of a gruff beard at the elf's side. Gimli!
Gandalf ran up the dune toward the pier. Bones once old had never felt so spry.