How marvelous! "There Is No Returning" must be so poignant.
In my fic The Lord of Gifts, after the Council Aragorn finds Frodo in the library where he's reading through a set of books to try to learn more about Aragorn. Frodo says, “That one’s about Master Elrond’s brother, who was the first king of the West. That one’s about Elendil and a city that used to be north of the Shire. That one’s about Isildur and his brother. That one’s about your people.”
“I studied from these very tomes,” Aragorn said, his eyes soft with memory. “So you have been tracking my history, as a Ranger follows a trail.”
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In my fic The Lord of Gifts, after the Council Aragorn finds Frodo in the library where he's reading through a set of books to try to learn more about Aragorn. Frodo says, “That one’s about Master Elrond’s brother, who was the first king of the West. That one’s about Elendil and a city that used to be north of the Shire. That one’s about Isildur and his brother. That one’s about your people.”
“I studied from these very tomes,” Aragorn said, his eyes soft with memory. “So you have been tracking my history, as a Ranger follows a trail.”