We Saved the Shire
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B2MeM Prompt and Path:I will not say the Day is done, Red
Format:Ficlet
Genre:Gapfiller
Rating:PG
Warnings:None
Characters:Frodo, Sam
Pairings:None
Creator’s Notes:Tolkien provided the sandbox, I merely play with the bucket and shovel he left behind. No profit of any kind is made from my fanworks.
Summary:After Frodo and Sam succeeded in their quest, they emerged from the cavern of the volcano to find themselves in a valley of outcroppings surrounded by liquid lava, cut off from escape or rescue.
We Saved the Shire
In western lands beneath the Sun
the flowers may rise in Spring,
the trees may bud, the waters run,
the merry finches sing.
Or there maybe 'tis cloudless night
and swaying beeches bear
the Elven-stars as jewels white
amid their branching hair.
Though here at journey's end I lie
in darkness buried deep,
beyond all towers strong and high,
beyond all mountains steep,
above all shadows rides the Sun
and Stars for ever dwell:
I will not say the Day is done,
nor bid the Stars farewell.
To his dying day, Sam was never sure where the song had come from. He had never heard the words nor melody before. Yet, as all hope had died in that horrible Tower, the words appeared on his tongue. As he sang, his voice became stronger until, at the end, he heard a second thin voice joining his from above him, past the seemingly solid ceiling.
After he had rescued his Master, they had finally completed their impossible quest. Leaving the cave, they finally lost the last of their strength while on the lava outcroppings. As the heat and noxious gasses built up around him, he turned to the song once more. He had no voice left to sing, but the words still called to him. He held his master close, holding his poor maimed hand, and softly chanted into Frodo's ear.
"Though here at journey's end I lie
in darkness buried deep,
…
I will not say the Day is done,
nor bid the Stars farewell."
"We did it, Mister Frodo. We did it. We saved the Shire."
"I couldn't have done it without you, dear Sam," Frodo choked out.
"Look there, Mister Frodo," San said, pointing. "There's a star shining up there. The clouds have broken and the power of the Dark Lord has ended. The stars will shine again and they will shine on the Shire. Our Shire, Mister Frodo. Our home.
He glanced down and saw that Frodo was either unconscious or sleeping. At this point, it didn't really matter which since there was no way through the streams of living rock that surrounded them. He gently kissed Frodo's brow.
"We saved the Shire, Mister Frodo." With those words, he followed his master into sleep.
Format:Ficlet
Genre:Gapfiller
Rating:PG
Warnings:None
Characters:Frodo, Sam
Pairings:None
Creator’s Notes:Tolkien provided the sandbox, I merely play with the bucket and shovel he left behind. No profit of any kind is made from my fanworks.
Summary:After Frodo and Sam succeeded in their quest, they emerged from the cavern of the volcano to find themselves in a valley of outcroppings surrounded by liquid lava, cut off from escape or rescue.
We Saved the Shire
In western lands beneath the Sun
the flowers may rise in Spring,
the trees may bud, the waters run,
the merry finches sing.
Or there maybe 'tis cloudless night
and swaying beeches bear
the Elven-stars as jewels white
amid their branching hair.
Though here at journey's end I lie
in darkness buried deep,
beyond all towers strong and high,
beyond all mountains steep,
above all shadows rides the Sun
and Stars for ever dwell:
I will not say the Day is done,
nor bid the Stars farewell.
To his dying day, Sam was never sure where the song had come from. He had never heard the words nor melody before. Yet, as all hope had died in that horrible Tower, the words appeared on his tongue. As he sang, his voice became stronger until, at the end, he heard a second thin voice joining his from above him, past the seemingly solid ceiling.
After he had rescued his Master, they had finally completed their impossible quest. Leaving the cave, they finally lost the last of their strength while on the lava outcroppings. As the heat and noxious gasses built up around him, he turned to the song once more. He had no voice left to sing, but the words still called to him. He held his master close, holding his poor maimed hand, and softly chanted into Frodo's ear.
"Though here at journey's end I lie
in darkness buried deep,
…
I will not say the Day is done,
nor bid the Stars farewell."
"We did it, Mister Frodo. We did it. We saved the Shire."
"I couldn't have done it without you, dear Sam," Frodo choked out.
"Look there, Mister Frodo," San said, pointing. "There's a star shining up there. The clouds have broken and the power of the Dark Lord has ended. The stars will shine again and they will shine on the Shire. Our Shire, Mister Frodo. Our home.
He glanced down and saw that Frodo was either unconscious or sleeping. At this point, it didn't really matter which since there was no way through the streams of living rock that surrounded them. He gently kissed Frodo's brow.
"We saved the Shire, Mister Frodo." With those words, he followed his master into sleep.
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Date: 2017-03-26 07:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-03-27 02:40 pm (UTC)- Erulisse (one L)
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Date: 2017-03-26 10:49 pm (UTC)I'm glad he didn't, though, very glad.
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Date: 2017-03-27 02:42 pm (UTC)- Erulisse (one L)
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Date: 2017-03-27 03:23 pm (UTC)I was fifteen when I read LotR the first time, and I HATED "The Scouring of the Shire"! It seemed so UNFAIR for them to come home and find everything ruined, and to be mocked by Ted Sandyman and threatened by Saruman and the PARTY TREE cut down after all they had been through, too!
Now that I am older, it's one of my favorite chapters. Yes, it was unfair, but nevertheless it gave us a chance to see hobbits being brave and defending their own--not just the four who went away, but hobbits who stayed. Fatty Bolger, and the Cottons--and even Lobelia of all people! Plus we had the chance to see the Shire bloom and thrive once more and Rosie and Sam wed, and little Elanor.
That's why I understood when PJ left out the Scouring, because too many in the audience who never read the book would have had the same reaction. Plus, he would have had to hack it up into something to short to do it justice.
But I agree: who would have thought of a Mallorn in the Party Field!
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Date: 2017-03-27 01:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-03-27 02:42 pm (UTC)- Erulisse (one L)
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Date: 2017-03-27 02:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-03-27 02:43 pm (UTC)- Erulisse (one L)
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Date: 2017-03-27 03:56 pm (UTC)Thanks for taking me back there.
Lovely ficlet. XX
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Date: 2017-03-27 08:44 pm (UTC)- Erulisse (one L)
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Date: 2017-03-27 07:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-03-27 08:46 pm (UTC)Thanks for reading and commenting - I really appreciate it. *hugs*
- Erulisse (one L)