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b2mem2012-03-04 08:58 am
febobe.livejournal.com) wrote in b2mem2012-03-04 08:58 am
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Fic Teaser: (Untitled) (PG-13/T) by Febobe
Just a little teaser from the fic I added to for today's I22, Food (sandwich)...not that this teaser has much to do with sandwiches. ;)
"Mad, you mean."
Lord Elrond was quiet for a minute, but he looked right at Mr. Frodo. "Frodo, I did not say that."
"But it's what you're thinking. Isn't it?"
"Frodo, what do you think madness is?"
"It's - " Mr. Frodo gestured helplessly. "It's people who've lost their wits. People who do strange things. People who haven't any decency left."
"Is it?"
The way he looked at Mr. Frodo, I could tell he was getting at something, but I kept my mouth shut even though I felt like I knew where he was going.
"Isn't it?" asked Mr. Frodo after a moment. "I mean, what else would it be?"
"What if it were a sickness? Something which you did not ask for any more than you asked to catch the measles, or come down with pneumonia?" He took Mr. Frodo's poor hurt hand. "Something which you did not ask for any more than you asked the Ring to whisper to your mind? What if madness were something you could not help?"
"Mad, you mean."
Lord Elrond was quiet for a minute, but he looked right at Mr. Frodo. "Frodo, I did not say that."
"But it's what you're thinking. Isn't it?"
"Frodo, what do you think madness is?"
"It's - " Mr. Frodo gestured helplessly. "It's people who've lost their wits. People who do strange things. People who haven't any decency left."
"Is it?"
The way he looked at Mr. Frodo, I could tell he was getting at something, but I kept my mouth shut even though I felt like I knew where he was going.
"Isn't it?" asked Mr. Frodo after a moment. "I mean, what else would it be?"
"What if it were a sickness? Something which you did not ask for any more than you asked to catch the measles, or come down with pneumonia?" He took Mr. Frodo's poor hurt hand. "Something which you did not ask for any more than you asked the Ring to whisper to your mind? What if madness were something you could not help?"