Book source - with a touch of movie
Warning - Here be angst
This is fanfic, based upon the works of JRR Tolkien. I don't own the characters, settings or main events.
And He Lived Happily To The End Of His Days
Dear Bilbo. Frodo smiled at the scrap of paper in his hands containing his uncle’s suggestion for the ending of their book.
“And he lived happily to the end of his days.”
If only that could be. He rubbed his shoulder, too aware that there were deeper wounds.
In the autumn sun beyond his study window Rosie hummed a lullaby and Frodo sighed for what would never be his. This empty husk had nothing left to offer wife and bairn.
There would be no happy ending for Frodo in the Shire but perhaps he would find contentment in the West.