Remembrance by Elwen
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B2MeM Challenge: Bingo-Smells-B8-Fresh Bread
Format: Drabble
Genre: -Gen
Rating: Gen
Warnings: n/a
Characters: Frodo Baggins
Pairings: n/a
Creators' Notes (optional): n/a
Summary: After the Ring's destruction some memory returns
I don't own anything. It all belongs to JRR Tolkien. This is fanfic.
Remembrance
Cutting through the kitchen garden, seeking solitude in Rivendell’s woodland, Frodo was halted by the yeasty aroma of fresh baked bread. Memory he believed plundered burst, full blown and bright, in his mind.
Frodo, new come to Bag End, had called at No.3 Bagshot Row to collect bread from Mistress Gamgee. He recalled waiting in a steamy kitchen for the last loaf from the oven, inhaling yeast and watching flour float in a sunbeam.
Bell motherly presence died before he left the Shire but Frodo tucked her memory safely away, as shield against the ring ravaged emptiness of his soul.
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Format: Drabble
Genre: -Gen
Rating: Gen
Warnings: n/a
Characters: Frodo Baggins
Pairings: n/a
Creators' Notes (optional): n/a
Summary: After the Ring's destruction some memory returns
I don't own anything. It all belongs to JRR Tolkien. This is fanfic.
Remembrance
Cutting through the kitchen garden, seeking solitude in Rivendell’s woodland, Frodo was halted by the yeasty aroma of fresh baked bread. Memory he believed plundered burst, full blown and bright, in his mind.
Frodo, new come to Bag End, had called at No.3 Bagshot Row to collect bread from Mistress Gamgee. He recalled waiting in a steamy kitchen for the last loaf from the oven, inhaling yeast and watching flour float in a sunbeam.
Bell motherly presence died before he left the Shire but Frodo tucked her memory safely away, as shield against the ring ravaged emptiness of his soul.
END